Meg

Chapter 3

Chapter 3

What the hell are you doing? asked Marg? Leave me alone Marg I need time to think, I said. I’m not leaving you alone. What the hell are you doing with that gun, demanded Marg. I hadn't realized my jacket no longer covered my gun. Leave it alone Marg. Meg you can't kill him or her this isn’t going to solve anything, said Marg. Marg, I’m going to say this once I could give two s**t’s about her! As for Sam he made his bed so he can lay in it! This is none of your business. Now stay out of it. Before you get hurt or killed do you understand me? Promise me! Let me leave, that's the only way I can protect you. What do you mean to protect me? What have you gotten yourself into now, demanded Marg?. Marg I love you, take care of Will, he needs you now more than ever. I vanish into the trees running as hard as I can. I see the Uber setting there. I click the bottom and he opens the door. I give him the address and pay an extra 20 to speed up. We reach the address and I get out. I knocked three times. The slide opens. Who's there ? Meg I say flatly. The guy opens the door. Typical mob boss goon. I roll my eyes. He turns around after shutting the door. Any weapons? I roll my eyes. Listen doll either you can give them or I'll strip search you right here. I roll my eyes and hand him my knives. The gun to doll. I clench my teeth. Nope not doing it. No, I say. Haha! You think you're funny? Nope! Than doll if you don't hand it over there's no entrance. He pulls me close to him, his bad breath in my face. He grabs my ass. Oh hell no. I don't care who you are. I flip him over my shoulder. Straddling him I began punching his face. Soon there's a bunch of goons surrounding us. Yelling and betting. What the hells going on says a booming voice. Sending shivers down my spine. I punch the ass whole one more time and get up. He is knocked out cold. Haha, take that butterdick. Nasty ass moterf***er. Learn to respect women. I spit out kicking him in the ribs. Feel better, says a husky voice. I turned around to the sexiest man I have ever seen. My flower gets wet looking at him. His buzz cut black hair. Those sexy gray eyes. That cute nose that's been broken a few times. That five o'clock shadow. Those thick lips. His suit outlined his broad shoulders. I can't help,but stare. He smirks and says follow me. We walk down a long hallway reaching the end where he opens the door. Revealing a guy that looks the same as Mr. Hot. Omg they have to be brothers. Probably twins. The only difference is the guy at the desk has a scar over his eye. (Like Uncle Scar's off of The lion King #Disney nerd!) I gulp! Omg! I thought I was wet before. I feel it running down my thigh. I stand there waiting. No one says anything. Mr. Valor has his head down signing papers. I bite my lip waiting. I look over and see a bookshelf. It's completely full of various types of books. One that caught my eye was the Time untime by Sherrilyn Kenyon. Omg I love that book. I'm fangirling so hard on the inside, but keeping calm on the outside. Has something caught your eye? says a deep voice. I gulp looking over at Mr. Valor. I bite my lip not sure what to say. Omg you just kick one of his goons asses and you can't talk to him? Jesus Meg. I clear my throat, licking my dry lips. You have a killer book collection. I do, do I? Yeah, Time untimed is my favorite book. The way she describes the characters and what the main character went through brings me to tears and makes me wanna rip every single one of those bastards apart that tourchered him. Do the same to them and they did to him. I get lost in my explanation. Sorry I really love the book, it's amazing. I bite my lip from my blabbering. s**t he's going to think I'm a weirdo then not help me. God your stupid Meg. Calm down, I tell myself. Interesting he says. I look at him as he leans forward, setting his elbow on the desk and he places his chin in the palm of his hand. Why do you think they deserve the same acts of pain given to him? Well I do, but it's morally wrong. However in the long run he found his happiness. It may have taken him longer than he wanted to, but to have her show him he is allowed to be loved, to want things, to need things and to help him grow is so heartwarming. I wish I had that kind of love. I chuckle lightly softly saying to myself wish in one hand s**t in the other. I look up to Mr. Valentine. He smirked at me. So my men tell me you beat one of my men up. I'm curious as to why? I bite my lip harder. He threatened to strip search me then grabbed my ass. I can see the anger in his eyes. I see. He waves one of his goons over. Whispers in his ear as the guy leaves quickly. Shall we continue? I hear gunshots. Oh f**k I didn't mean to get the guy killed. Just wanted to teach him a lesson. Oh well.

Authors note :

(I own no rights to the book named. I'm simply naming a book and giving my opinion about the story. Thanks )