I almost drop it, but I don’t. He huffs out a deep breath.
“Why are you following me?” I ask, not removing the star. I keep a firm pressure so if he moves, it will cut him.
“It’s my job to follow you and now I’m trying to make sure you don’t do anything stupid.” I drop the star from his throat and walk around to face him, puzzled by what he’s just said.
“What do you mean, it’s your job? And anything stupid? Ha! I don’t do anything stupid.” I twirl my star in the palm of my hand. He looks at it and raises an eyebrow.
“You need to see someone. You need help. If you don’t, I will be forced to take action,” he gruffly replies and then begins to walk away.
“You don’t know anything about me. Who do you think you are to say I need help? How about you go after someone that does need your help? Oh, and fuck off.” I go to walk past him and he blocks my exit with his body, though he doesn’t scare me. Let’s face it, hardly anything scares me.
“That’s the thing, Kayla. I know so much about you it would even scare a girl like you.” He steps back to let me pass. His assumptions are really getting on my nerves. He may be easy on the eyes and have a cock the size of a horse, but that doesn’t give him a free pass.
I throw my star at him, but he dodges it just in time. It surprises me! The only person who’s even been one step ahead of me is Tyke. Dark and mysterious doesn’t seem impressed. I guess that’s because I just tried impaling him with my star. Actually, he looks downright pissed.
“If I didn’t want harm to come to you, I would shoot you right now for that. So help me God, Kayla, I’m not a man to be fucked with.” He’s looming above me, eyes as black as the sky. “Try it again and see what happens.” He prods me and a part of me wants to throw my star at him again. I can see in his eyes that he’s telling the truth. He seems to be a man that will follow through with what he says.
I watch his retreating form, then follow so I can see him in the light of the street. His body doesn’t disappoint and it makes me even angrier. He stops once he reaches his car and glares at me one more time in warning.
Warning not received!
I will do as I please. As soon as he’s in his car and pulling away, I grab a star and throw it straight at his car. I hear the loud ding as it hits his back window and watch while he slams on his brakes.
I look around for an escape and then look back to his truck which is currently stopped in the middle of the street with the reverse lights on. I start laughing from the truth of his words and turn around and bolt in the other direction.
He doesn’t catch me, but it’s not for the lack of trying. I heard his car screech when he turned it around to follow me. The chase has my heart thumping and my body laughing.
I plan to play with him again. It was too much fun not to resist another round.
Sixty percent of your brain is fat.
Hawaiian God – Meet me tonight at Elvive.
Me – No.
Hawaiian God – If you don’t, I will come and drag your ass.
Me – Leave me alone, I’m busy.
Hawaiian God – Who with? I’m coming to you now.
Me – No one, I’m studying. Don’t come.
Hawaiian God – You have till ten p.m. to get here or I’m coming for you.
He’s been texting me all week, wanting to know what I’m doing. Who am I seeing? When can I meet up with him? I’m running out of excuses and it seems he’s getting sick of my answers. He wants me to go to the same club I was at last time with Julia. I really don’t want to go. Even though the idea of seeing him excites me, I know nothing lasts forever and that feeling will pass with time.
I contemplate my options, wondering where I can hide or how I can get out of it, but I know nothing will work. He’s a man of ways and he gets what he wants. Julia is actually going there tonight and did invite me along. Our friendship has grown and I really enjoy her company. I think she likes to be near me because I don’t judge her. People like to judge and say hateful words.
Me – Elvive at ten?
It takes her a second to reply.
Julia – Dress slutty, push them titta’s out girl.
I pull a skirt and long sleeve top from my closet and put on some ballet flats. It’s nothing like most girls wear. It’s something I feel comfortable in, especially if I’m going somewhere I don’t want to go to in the first place.
Not long after I’m dressed, there’s a knock on the door and I know it’s Julia by her yelling from the other side of the door.
“We’re gonna get your freak on. Oh yeah, we’re gonna get your freak on.”