Badboy's Venom

chapter 2

ZOE'S POV

THE WEEKEND

Another boring weekend for me again; it's a Saturday and all I did was to watch some few movies from Netflix and read short stories about love blah blah..... Sammy stays six houses away from mine but I wasn't in the mood for her company.

"Zoe can you please go buy me some milk from the shops, I'm  busy baking and I wasn't aware I've ran out." My mom asks as she is standing on my doorway. I'm not a depressed teenager; I just prefer staying in my room most of the time. "Sure mom, no problem." I reply to my lovely mom with a smile on my face. She hands me the money for the milk but knowing her, she ends up writing a list of other things she needs.

'Needs really?'

Or should I say want. "Don't take all your time, please try to hurry up as it is getting late." I give her my best stare, like seriously late at only 17:03pm when I check the time on my phone. Anyway I don't blame her; this town is somehow full of junkies.

Fifteen minutes later I arrive at the stores, a small shopping center. I don't bother to waste any time, I buy all the groceries from the list. "Plastic?" The cashier asks. "Yes please." I reply to her. I gather all the groceries in one plastic then head out from the store.

Just as I step out from the store, I'm distracted by a very charming and handsome boy leaning on the wall. I scrutinize him as he's unaware.  He's got black hair falling off on his one sided eye, perfectly shaped lips, a long nose, skinny and tall, he's not that much skinny though.

I accidentally drop my plastic bag and continue staring at him. Wait! What's happening? Am I dreaming or have I gone insane? No normal person can stare another for that long. He notices my embarrassing actions after some few minutes. He looks at me; still standing next to him speechless.

MIKE'S POV

Just as I'm busy smoking my blunt and in my thoughts I'm disturbed by a dropping sound of something beside me. It takes me some few seconds to look around. As I inhale my last blunt I see a plastic bag down beside me, I slowly move my eyes up to see this young beautiful girl standing next to me as if she has seen a ghost. Regardless of her shocked expression she's still beautiful, although I have no idea what she's staring at.

"Hi." Is all I manage to say at this very moment? Am I nervous of a little girl? "Hello." She responds with a crooked smile. I take it she is shy or maybe I scared her. "My name is Mike Brown." I reach for her hand as she does the same too. "I'm Zoe... Zoe Jackson." She responds. "Can I help you with the plastic bag you accidentally dropped?"

I ask her with a smile to calm her nerves. I guess it worked since she is also joining along smiling. Wow she's even more beautiful when she smiles showing her one sided dimple. "Yes please." She responds in a more kind way. "I'm so sorry for my behavior; I don't know why I behaved like that. It was rude of me to stare like that, I really apologize." Humor is clear in her voice.

"Stop apologising it's not like you killed someone." I tease her. She simply smiles. "So can I accompany you since it's getting late?" I ask with concern. "I can walk myself but thanks for the offer though."

"I insist, I will blame myself if anything was to happen to you and I won't take no for an answer." I tell this young good girl beside me, I can tell by her shyness and the way she's dressed that she is a good girl unlike the hoes from this hood that I've fucked most of them.

I help her carry her plastic bag and we begin to walk all the way to her home. We then have an amazing conversation; she asks which side of the town I stay by. I tell her not far from the shopping center, about five minutes from there. She's surprised by my response.

"I'm sorry I had you walking all this distance to my house." She apologies again. Oh gosh! "It's no big deal really, I wouldn't let a beautiful girl like you walking all alone at this time." She says her goodbyes and thanks me as she assures she's near her home.

I begin to walk away, as I laugh at what I just did when she wasn't even aware. I borrowed her phone to check the time then stall her contacts. I had to do it though; I know she wouldn't have given them to me if I may have asked for them.

A song for this chapter: BILLIE EILISH - OCEAN EYES

(I'm an 18 year old South  African Author. The location is based in SA, don't be confused lol. Your vote will be appreciated, please tell me your thoughts on this book so far.)