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Chapter 13
Daimeons P.O.V
As soon as we heard Taylos door slam shut, Ryan and i got up and ran to the door. I opened it only to fine a trash bag in front of it. I looked at Ryan, who shrugged. I picked up the bag and opened it. Whats did i see? Nothing but crushed up wood and wheels. I punched the door, no even paying attention to the pain. Ryan looked in the bag and sighed. I threw the bag in my room and closed the door. I needed to get out of the house, go to the mal or someting. I asked Ryan and he agreed. But whe i go to get my cars keys, the box is empty.
"Shit,Shit,Shit!" I cursed running to to the garage. I flung to door open to see the garage door open and the only car in it was my Lambo.
"Fuck!" I yelled. Ryan came up behind me then, and stood wide-eyed, staring at somthing. I followed his gase to his Nissan Armada next to taylors old car, which i smirked at before looking back at Ryans car. There, in pink spray paint were the words. "PAYBACK'S A BITCH", on his windshield. HIs jaw clenched.
"Daimeon this has to stop" He said threw clenched teeth.
"Wha...."
"Getting her back everytime she does somthing is not working, she just comes back wih somthing ten times worst and you know im right."
I sighed. He was right, and honestly, i didnt want to fight with her to this extent anymore. I didnt want to be friends, but i didnt want to cars to disapear.
"Yeah, your right. So what are we gonna do? Truce?"
"Im trucing now, you'll just have to talk to her, because god knows you too are never going to stop fighting"
"True, true, fine i'll talk to her later and its 4 man so do it quick." I said pulling out my sidekick and checking the time.
"Yea, yea, yea" He said jogging back up stairs. I was watching Jersey Shore when he came back down
"Okay so we made up, and i have a question."
I turned to look at him, letting him know i was listening.
"How the hell are am i going to get home?"
I sighed, forgot about the spary paint. He cant just show up at his house with the word bitch in pink letters on his windshield.
"Um come on i think i sa some paint remover in the garage."
After we managed to get the paint of his windshield and he left, i took a deep breath and jogged up to Taylors room.
Taylors P.O.V
I was lying on my bed messing with my phone and istening to music when I heard someone knok on the door. I sighed and walked up to it.
"Who are you and what do you want?" i asked inocently.
"Its me and i want to appologize" Ryan voice came from behind the door.
He seriously want to appologize? I opened the door slowly and see ryan leaning against the wall.
"In that case come in" I said walking back into my room and sitting on my bed. Ryan waked through the open door and sat next to me. So im sorry for your car. I over reacted and it was stupid." He said in one breath. He sounded like he ment it.
"Then im sorry for your car" I said picking my phone up and sliding in up and down.
"Arn't you forgeting somthing" He said with a smirk. I looked up and pretended to think.
"Umm nope!, Oh! If your refering to the porn incdent, i would have done that anyway. Thats just nasty dude!"
He laughed and gave me a hug. I huged him back before he pulled away.
"Well i gotta get home so i'll talk you you later, mkay?" He said getting up and walking to the door.
"Yea, bye."
After he left, i continued playing with my phone and ipod. About 30 minitues later i heard foot steps, and then daimeon apeared in my door way. i looked up and raised my eye-brow at him.
"Is there a reason you in my doorway?"
"Im here tomake a deal"
"Keep talkin'"
"We can still dislike each other, but we cant to trivks like we did theese past to todays agian, they were a little extreme."
"Ya think?" I muttered, but he ignored me
"So deal?"
I walked over to him and held my hand out. He took it and we shook.
"Deal, now get the hell out my room."
He smriked and started to go, but ten turned around and peered back in my room.
"By the way, where the hell are my cars?"
I smirked at him, i sold them for 100 bucks each. His smirk turned into a glare.
"100 bucks? really? you couldnt have gone for at lesat 1000?"
I thought about it for a second.
"Hm, should had done that.." I muttered
He did his sexy smirk and rolled his eyes before walking away. I closed and locked my door, then plopped on my bed. I didnt know why, but i had the strange urge kiss him.
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Genç KurguA 16 year od girl, Taylor smith is forced to get an arranged marrige. But little does she know that this "Prince charming" is accually they person she hates the most