"I don't hear the rest of what he says because my brain makes a connection. I knew I had seen her somewhere before but I let it slide. Now Devon says her name, I know for a certain it's her. The girl I raped."
Eva, the 22 year old single mom drownin...
I look up and see Devon racing to me across the hospital. Then hospital is already under surveillance as we are in it. I have already paid $1.5 million for all cost as the hospital had to clear other patients except those who were under serious medical conditions.
"What the f**k happened?" Devon asks as he gets close to me.
I pull him away from the probing ears of our body guards.
"I hit a car and the girl I raped was the one inside the car."
"Can you be anymore foolish?" Devon asks. I can see his mind racing. Fuck.
Guess he's not armor after all.
"Does she know?"
"She hasn't woken up yet but I'm scared man. What if she recognises me?"
I take my hand through my hair and start pacing around the hallway. And as I do, the events of the past year come flooding into my mind.
A year ago.
"You have a date with miss pretty face," Siri voice says from my desk.
Shoot. I get up from my desk and take my suit jacket. Trust me she wasn't important but she was stunning so a guy got to do what a guy got to do. She was every guys dream but not my. She was my bed warmer for this night. And I don't do dreams. The reason is pretty obvious.
You wake up. And I'm not ready to face reality.
I get into the limo and tell the driver were to go. I noticed the beauty from the limo window a few nights ago and one look at her I knew I had to have her in my bed. So that what I going to do.
Trust me, she wasn't an easy catch but I noticed her weakness and played on it. She wanted to feel loved.
Scoffing to myself, I wonder inwardly when she will wake up from the nightmare.
Humans are incapable of love. We are just really good at imitating. So, I mean if 7 billion people can believe in love, I can show it for a night right?
We get into her neighbourhood and I am surprised that it is actually quite nice. When we get there I send my driver to go get her and when she entered I saw her dress. It was pretty but too long for my licking. It was gold and kind of not my style but it showed of her cleavage and her hips. Told you didn't I?
Desperate for love, wishing I was prince charming so I can sweep her off her feet.
But doesn't Disney already get paid to do that?
Oops! This image does not follow our content guidelines. To continue publishing, please remove it or upload a different image.
Her dress and body type (not my image).
I spared her a glance and tactfully took a picture of her and send it to Devon tagging it "my catch". Although I know my best friend disagrees with my life style he doesn't interfere. He " sits down and waits for it to blow up in my face".
