The Dragon Tattoo (BoyxBoy)

Chapter Sixteen

Chapter Sixteen

Walking down the street of my neighborhood isn't the same anymore. Mafia members strut down the streets in all black. I don't make contact - I don't dare to. I know they won't touch me, because of Lucien, but it still scares me to see them outside so freely. One man is walking in front of me and I avert my eyes, looking everywhere but at him. From the corner of my eyes, I can see him smiling and waving at me and walk past me. I'm stunned. Um... what?

On a normal day, a gang member would glare at you and push you to the side. I guess today's not normal though, anymore. My life has been a mess as of late and I can't understand why Lucien chose me. I was a nobody that shouldn't have caught his attention and yet I did... somehow. I just want my normal life back but I don't think it will ever go back with this damn tattoo.

I continue my walk to the park and think about the events that have occurred in the last few days. What a crazy fucking week. I just wanted to drink away my sorrows about my ex and look at what that got me. A fucking tattoo! Along with a crazy ass dude I know nothing about, except that he's a gang member and apparently I slept with him. I still can't believe it but I have no choice.

As I think about it, I finally reach the park. It's not too far from my house so I love to walk by and just sit at the benches. So, that's exactly what I do.

Staring off to the pond in the middle is peaceful and exactly what I need right now. What am I gonna do with my life? Is this gonna continue? I look up at the sky, leaning my head back on the cold steel bench.

"The sky looks beautiful today." I close my eyes and let the sun rays beam on my face.

"It really does, doesn't it Danny," says a ruffled voice.

I kept my eyes closed as I flinched. Hoping he didn't see it, I open my mouth, "What're you doing here?"

I hear him shift around the bench and sit next to me. Hearing him wince in pain, I opened my eyes and looked over at Lucien. He was covered in blood and a few scratches here and there. Basically untouched, it seemed. I hesitated to ask but went ahead anyways. "Are you okay?"

"Could be better," he chuckled. "But I'll make it through."

My heart skipped a beat hearing his laugh and I stared at him before asking again, "what're you doing here?" He sighs, "Just came to relax. This is my town, after all. I can be wherever I want." He turned and looked at me, smiling. "I wanted to see you and you happened to be here. God must be blessing me today." My heart jumps when I see his pearly white teeth. My face feels hot and I look away, hoping he didn't notice.

"...Stop saying weird things," I muttered. It's quiet for what seems like an eternity.

I stare up at the sky again. The once clear sky is beginning to cloud and darken. I sigh. "Looks like I need to head back home now. Rain is due to come."

"Danny," He grabbed onto my wrist as I began to get up. I look back at him and he looks serious. "You're mine, Danny. Don't forget what that tattoo means." Instantly I'm ticked off. Why does this dude know how to make me mad? I could punch him right now... but he would probably catch it. I tug my arm away from him and scowl. "Dude, what's wrong with you? This is not how you get someone to like you."

I turned from him and started on my way home. Again, a warm hand grabs my wrist and pulls me back. I'm embraced by muscular arms and immediately my heart begins to pound. I hate this, I'm mad but I can tell that I'm falling for him regardless. How can such a guy make me feel this way when we haven't even hung out much...

Wait.

We haven't even hung out!

I spin around and push him from me. He grimaces and stares at me coldly. "Why?" he looks hurt, and there's a pang in my chest. "Dont... Dont do that," I tell him. "I can't keep going on like this. You keep saying I'm yours but you haven't even spent time with me. I mean, for god's sake! We barely have seen each other these past few days. You can't keep expecting me to just say yes, when I don't even know you." I huff out loud from how fast I spoke. I didn't want him to cut me off, so I sputtered it all out at once.

"What do you mean?"

I'm dumbfounded. He can't be this dense. "I mean, you have to take me out on an actual date or something! All you've done so far is barge into my house or meet me in random places without me knowing!"

"I've never gone on a date."