The Revenge

18

"You're what?! You're storm?! Oh god! Really? Wow. But why'd you tell me? I could tell everyone and get you arrested." I rambled.

"I trust you?" He forced out.

"Why is that a question? And how can you trust me? We're practically enemies. And honestly, even I wouldn't trust me." I fired back.

"Look, shut up and come with me? Live a little, Emma." He nagged. Bitch.

"Fine. But I need to change first." I said.

"No! You're going to take long! Just wear my jacket! We need to leave. Hurry."

"But-" I protested.

"No. Let's go." He dragged me out of my house in flip flops and such little clothing.

"Noah!" I groaned.

He turned around and put his jacket on me and zipped it to my chest. "Cute." He muttered. Huh?

"Are we going to walk? You know my legs are killing me!" I whined.

"No, we're going on that." He pointed to a beautiful bike. Wow.

"What?"

"You know a bike. A B-I-K-E. You ride the thing. It's a vehicle- ouch." I smacked him.

"I know what a bike is! Let's go!" I exclaimed. I was excited, I had never been on a bike and I wanted my first experience to be fun.

Noah climbed on the bike and so did I. He wrapped by hands around his waist. I feel like we touch our waists too much, especially him! I could literally feel his hard rock abs beneath his shirt.

We drove at full speed through the city and I enjoyed every single moment of it. I feel like he purposely increased his speed so that I could enjoy. God knows.

We reached the racing arena, and boy was it packed. Teens and adults, here and there. I spotted Trevor and Jake at the front row.

"Emma, will you be okay?" He asked, genuinely concerned.

"Yeah, I found some friends, go race." I ushered him.

He smirked, "Cheer for me." I nodded with a small smile. I'm definitely crazy! I don't think we'll be staying enemies for long.

He went down to the track met up with some guys and I met up with my friends.

"You're here! Emmy's here! Wow!" Jake cheered. I nodded over the loud crowd.

"Whose jacket are you wearing?" Trevor inquired, his protective side taking over.

"Stor-" I stopped. I couldn't tell them that I was wearing STORMS jacket. They'd go nuts. "Someone's. A friend." I corrected. They knew I was lying but let it go.

"Are you dating someone? And you didn't tell us?" Jake asked out of the blue and I blushed.

"Awe! Our baby likes someone!" Trevor cooed.

"I do not! It's nothing! Shut up, you two." I scolded them, hiding my face in Noah's jacket, inhaling his scent.

The race began and my buddy's pointed out who was who. The one in lead was storm and the second in lead was tiger, who was always jealous of storm. Okay. Then race ended, and you guessed it, Storm won. He met up with some people who congratulated him and then looked my way and winked at me. Thank god, Jake and Trevor left, or else they'd have my head. I stayed at my place and waited for him to come to me. He was my ride back home.

He returned with a sheet in his hands? That's creepy. He had a hard look on his face and was glaring at someone behind me. I turned around to see an old hag, eye raping my legs. I, too, glared at him. Noah came closer to me and wrapped the sheet around my legs, his face dangerously close to mine. Is he trying to make that old man jealous? Oh my god. I chuckled at the thought.

As he removed his hands, he flipped his middle finger to the old man.

"That's rude. Stop making the old man feel older than he is." I pointed out, smiling.

"He deserves it." He answered. True.

"Congratulations. You won."

"Where's my kiss? I want a kiss." He teased. I pinched his cheeks and asserted, "not even in your wildest dreams, mister. Now take me home."

He pouted and led me to his fabulous bike.

"Hop on." And we sped off into the night. Why do I feel like this is right? Am I falling for a killer? And that too of my grams? It was an accident!

That day, I felt alive, after years of being dead.

                                

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