The Fruit loops Girl

The Fruit loops Girl

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"You wouldn't" I stuttered. "You have no idea," he smirked enjoying this way too much. "You can't," my voice went a decibel higher. "Watch me," he laughed, already walking to his car, throwing the keys into the air before grabbing them. What am I going to do. My friends are going to kill him. I need him to shut up. Before I knew what I was saying the words slipped out, "Wait. Let's negotiate," I pleaded. He stopped in his tracks and turned around slowly, very slowly, much to my annoyance. "What could YOU possibly have to offer ME?" he raised an eyebrow while a wicked smile played on his lips.
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"Your still a stranger and I thanked you what else do you want from me. To suck your dick or sumth'?" I asked watching a small grin forming at his lips. The grip on the steering wheel tightens. "Might as well since I saved your ass twice and your showing me attitude" he said. I scoffed biting my tongue to prevent myself from flipping this guy off. "Let me out." I said my hand finding the door handle to see it was locked. The fuck. He parked the car near at an abandoned gas station. He went in his pocket and opened the clear wrapper of red gum before popping it in his mouth. "What's your name?" He asked. My brows furrowed at his question. "I'on owe you shit so let me out this bitch" I hollered getting fed up. "What's your name?" He asked again looking over at me with a frown. He ain't ever gonna stop until I tell him. "Meesha" I lied and he chuckled cocking his head back. "I'm not asking much of you but yet you lie. Maybe I should drive you back to those gangsters-- "Bryony" I interjected.

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