I Owe The Badboy

5: A Date To Plan

CHAPTER FIVE ~ A Date To Plan

I didnt saw Axel all day.

And yes I'm gloomy for the remaining classes that came. I didnt think a minute pass of me not thinking of ways to approach him the moment I caught sight of his blonde hair. After Zyler revile the way I should talk to him, he walked away with both confidence and dash. I went to my classroom after that feeling small and vulnerable.

Up until now, I couldnt decide if its a good thing or a bad thing that Axel wasn't in any of my class so I let the day drag on with me looking blankly by the white board with either words or numbers.

Strolling to the exit of the school, my mood still hasnt change but atleast I didnt get to see Zyler's face. I couldnt even imagine, me, being submissive and polite. I just hope he went to go for a fight and broke something like his face. Lord knows I couldnt damage the guy.

The hallways were filled with students chatting happily with there friends. Imagine my surprise when a hand clasp my mouth the moment I walk pass the janitor's closet with no one screaming for help or banging on the door to my rescue.

Why is it always the janitor's closet? Does abductors like the smell of wet wood and cleaning detergent? And why does no one notices?

The door swiftly close behind me with the lock turning. The lights went on and I saw Zyler looking cool and relax as ever while holding out a credit card.

Why am I not surprise that his the one that did this?

I took the card catiously and felt my eyebrows scrunch in confusion as I read the name.

"Natallie Roberts. Who's that?" I ask puzzled.

Zyler casually shrugs before answering, "A desperate whore who I invited to fuck." I admire his way of being blunt.

I cringe in revulsion by the thought of them doing the nasty, "I thought your inlove with someone else." I said a matter-of-factly.

"I am." He confirms.

"Then why did you do that?" Seriously. This guy can daze anyone. His so unpredictable.

He sheepishly replied, "Turns out I'm low on cash."

"Why?"

"Lose in poker." That didnt made me shock than it should.

"So your not going to bang her?" I ask clarifying.

"Of course not. That girl probably have STD or something." He cringe in disgust.

"Okay... I better get going then to plan something. How much did Natallie said you can spend?" Poor Natallie still, how stupid of her to trust someone like Zyler with a credit card. I wouldnt even trust him with a lighter. The possibilities of danger he can come up with will surely be unbelievable.

He smirks wickedly, "Max it out to $5,000.00. I think thats enough for you to pull out something decent." I didnt miss the mock in his tone but decided against the thought of coming up with a smartass reply.

I gape at him surprise already feeling pity for the poor girl and her parents.

"Zyler... This is bad." I scold handing him back the credit card making him frown.

"You dont have a say in this. You'll do whatever I want. You said so yourself you would." He sternly lectured pointing an accusing finger at me.

Again, I'm not even surprise he's holding this against me. I didnt exactly expect him to show a little consideration for the effort I'm putting but a thank you would've suffice.