The Gangster's Baby Boy 2 [INDEFINITIVE HIATUS]

Chapter 005

"You were pretty quick and got away. Good for you"

Erik was still sitting on some leaves underneath one of the biggest trees in the area and stayed quiet. He was finally able to breath and lowered his head to cool down and relax.

Misha noticed that and quietly walked next to him and bended down.

"Why are you always there when I need someone?"

Misha smiled.

"Destiny, I guess"

Erik had enough with this nonsense. Not a lot has happend between them but the fact that Misha is always there when Erik needs someone is just way too suspicious.

"Who are you Misha? Why are you always there when I need help? Why did you help me? Who are you really?"

Misha slowly glanced at Erik's intense and pissed expression.

"My name is Misha. I'm obsessed with my motorcycle and I'm addicted to sugar and allergic to bullshit"

He raised his open hand with a sweet smile.

"Nice to meet you"

Erik felt quite insulted by Misha's answer and responded with a slap. He rejected Misha's handshake by slapping his hand away and quickly got up from the ground and pointed at Misha with his finger along with a glare.

"Stop fucking with me! Who are you really?!"

"Why are you interrogating me when I literally just saved your life? Isn't a 'thank you' more appropriate? Or is being an officer an exception?"

Erik slowly lowered his finger realizing that he was currently doing wasn't the right thing since Misha was slightly right. He did save him and instead of interrogating him, he should be thanked.

"Sorry ... thank you"

Misha waved his hand and laid himself comfortably against the tree.

"By the way, do you know the way back?", Erik asked trying to change the subject.

That's when Misha busted his eyes open and quickly stood up. He scanned the area and after a few seconds-

"Noooo! I forgot the way! Turbo, my baby!"

Erik blinked a few times in confusion since he was confused as to who Misha was referring to. He was staring down at the whining and miserable looking Misha on the ground, while messing up his well styled hair.

"You followed us, but forgot the way. How intelligent are you?"

"Says the one who let himself get caught"

"Yah!"

"Instead of yelling at me, do something! If my Turbo gets stolen then you'll be in trouble!"

"And why is that?"

"That would be a crime! And you would be responsible"

Erik rolled his eyes and turned around.

"Don't leave me!"

Misha chased right after him.

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