Chapter Ten - Clown

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|| Capella ||

Jason and I have been travelling for a week now, trying to figure out what exactly makes my necklace so important. I'm just happy that I get to ride him- I mean, with him. On his motorbike, obviously. What else did I mean?

We are riding the motorbike when Jason looks over his shoulder to me.

"Hey, you good there?"

I have a mini spaz and nearly fall off the bike, but he snatches my waist with his strong and veiny arm. I suddenly have the urge to stick my hand down his shirt.

"Omg keep your eyes on the road!" I bat my eyelashes flirtatiously.

He chuckles sexily. "I know a jeweller near here. He might be able to tell us about your necklace." Jason turns back to face the road, and I fixate my eyes on his juicy behind.

We ride for a bit longer. Judging by the sun's position, we travelled 2.37 kilomomiles.

We stop outside a run-down shed situation. Jason unstraps his helmet and hangs it around his bike's handlebars. "Shall we... come inside?"

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Inside the shed is a cat. It's like a dog, except it's a cat. I bow down.

"Kind sir, if you would, please tell me anything you know about this necklace."

I unclasp my locket and place it by the cat's paws. Paws are like hands, except they're paws.

Out of the corner of my eye, I see Jason high key judging me. He must be admiring my ass.

"Um, Capella," he says. "The cat isn't the jeweller."

I am taken aback. "Excuuuse you, but cats CAN be jewellers!! They're just like dog jewellers, except they're cat jewellers! Don't be racist, you misogynist!"

Suddenly, a naked man shimmies into the room through a beaded curtain. "Whatsup my looooves," he says. "What are you in here for?"

Jason strides up to the naked man, his eyes focused firmly on the man's eyes. I can't say the same for myself. You know what I'm looking at. Winky face.

"My name is Jason. I have heard many great things about you. Would you please take a look at my... friend's necklace and tell us all you know about it?" he says in a sexy moany raspy way.

"Of course my dude. I am Liam by the way, but you can call me by my middle name. My middle name is Vanessa." He struts over to where I am sitting beside the cat.

"Move it, Shawty," he commands. I oblige.

"Not you, dumb bitch."

Oh. Oopsies. I'm such a clown. That's vintage lingo.

"SHAWTY, I said MOVE!" The naked man is now screaming at his cat. The cat sighs and trots away, leaving my locket on the floor.

Liam/Vanessa/the naked man picks it up and examines it. He suddenly gasps and drops it on the floor.

"omg! That's my necklace! Don't be fucking rude!" I squeal.

"Sorry fam. But I recognise this necklace. I don't know much about it, but I've heard myths."

Jason and I exchange a quick glance. I take a quick glance elsewhere on his body, too. Rawr.

We lean in towards Liam/Vanessa to hear what he has to say.

"Legend has it that this necklace contains a powerful force that can unleash an individual's true potential," he says, breathing heavily. God, what a mouth breather. "I have heard that, when paired with a special dagger, its wielder is unstoppable."

Jason inhales quickly. "How do you unlock the power of the necklace? And where is this special dagger?"

Liam/Vanessa shrugs. "Idk bruh. An act of true love or some shit. Look for a shiny dagger I guess. You'll figure it out eventually."

Omg. An act of true love?? I know just what to do.

"It's sexy time," I whisper to myself.

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