Ecstasy (boyxboy)

Chapter 2

Even's POV

"You better be calling me with some good news, Polan." I seethe into my phone.

"Well.....let's say good and bad news." He replies, his tone angering me even more." Which one do you want first?"

I growl into the phone.

He let's out a breath before answering, "We were able to recover your motorcycle. Well... Most of it. The burglars crashed it into a wall whilst going around town with it. His speed rate alerted the police to him. They have been arrested and detained at the ..."

I stop paying at that point. My baby. My poor poor baby. ' I'm going to have my vengeance.For you Agatha.'

Those bastards will have to pay.

"Even, are you there? Eve..."

"I'm coming over. Will be there in 10." I hang up and put on my jacket before heading to the garage. I spot the Mercedes and gag at it. A gift from my stepmother, I had always prayed that I would never have to use it.

My prayers will not end today though as I step out and book an Uber. I arrive twenty minutes late but its not like they're expecting courtesy.

"Where is it?" I bark at Polan as soon as I see him.

"Good morning to you too." He remarks drily. "Its being shipped of to the workshop as we speak."

"Aren't you guys going to analyze it, check for fingerprints in case the thugs who did it tries to deny it." I question.

"We already did that and it would not have mattered because the boy who did it already plead guilty."

"Boy? You said burglars on the phone." I eye him suspiciously.

"Yea, well turns out the other only got on it thinking it was his friend's. He did not actually commit a crime."

"Well I want whoever did this to pay!!" I yell, feeling my anger tip over the surface.

He frowns. "Watch your tone, let me remind you that I don't work for you. I only look out for you because of your father. Now if...."

"I don't care!!! My baby got wrecked and you're telling me one got away!!!"I glare at him.

"This is also your fault, if you actually listened and put a disc lock on your bike and maybe not leave your keys in the ignition like a normal person, I would probably be at home right, sleeping. "He retorts.

'Oh how I'm happy that you couldn't get your fucking beauty sleep, dumb prick.'

"Whatever, I'm pressing charges. Some months in juvie would do him some good. "I cross my hands, pouting.

"Yea, that's not going to cut it. People are already working to get him out and the boy has a clean record, good gpa and manners. The way I see it, he would probably get fined and community service. Plus he's already plead guilty. The fact that you left your key in the ignition does not help either. I'd advice you to opt for a out of court settlement and move on. He'll be out this night."

'What!!!' I yell, enraged. This cannot be happening. "This is all your fault Polan!!! If the little shit is not going to pay for this, you are!!! I'll ruin you! I'll stalk you at night! Fuck your baby mama!" I poke him in his chest, him giving me a bored look. Not even phased by my outburst.

Now I know I look like a spoiled little shit but I don't give a fuck. Someone has to pay for what they did to Agatha. Yes, I know its creepy I named my motorcycle. We all do it but I'm the only one real enough to admit it.

"You're gonna regret this, I'll drive you crazy, you'll have a panic attack when ever you see the words EVEN. I'll fuck...."

"Y'all let mad dogs run loose around here." The boy, Ghost interrupts me. He stands there with an older man besides him.

I stare at him and feel the hatred from earlier pulsing through my veins. "Mind your fucking business," I level a glare at him.

"Isn't it ironic how you're harassing a police man in the very place he could put you to sleep. Its the audacity for me." He mocks me. "Put this dog on a leash, officer. He might bite somebody." He smiles and winks at Polan and even he is captured by the beauty of it.

This fucking boy!!!

"If I were you, I'd walk away while I could. You don't know who you're messing with." I whisper, menacingly.

"You've been released?" Polan asks. Obviously dumbass.

"Yes, thank you officer. I'll be off now." He looks at me. "You should learn some manners, even I'd put you down for making threats at me, much less my family." He winks at me before walking out with the older man.

"What did he get in for?" I ask Polan, voice demanding.

He looks at me. "He's the one that stole your motorcycle." He walks away.

My brow twitches. "What and you let him out?" Of course they did.

"I told you so Even. He's been bailed."

"I'm pressing charges."

"That's only going to get you so far. He'd just get fined and community service."

"I don't care. You do your fucking job and make sure Agatha gets justice."

"Agatha?" He ask, a hint of a smile on his lips.

I roll my eyes " Take care of this, or you'll regret ever crossing me." I level a stare at him before walking out.

Walking out of the station, I pull a phone out on my pocket, using a private number, I call the one person who could clean up a case better than a cop.

He picks up on the third ring. "I got some loose ends," I start without preamble. "Some bum named Ghost, brown skinned, curly locks, green eyes. Lives at the Amethyst dorms. Won't be hard to pick up. Roughen him up a bit. Not now though. Give it some days."

"OK dawg, its done." Voice gruff.

"And  Trav... " I pause for exaggerated effect. "NO WITNESSES."

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Author's note

Y'all, you just have to love Even's mischief. Now I just want to say this book is inspired by a lot of my favourite TV shows, books and movies. So there are going to be a lot of pop culture references and easter eggs. It will be genuinely entertaining to see you all find it. Please comment when you do.

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