The Lycan Twins' Human Obsession

Chapter Two

Chapter Two: 'Why are you hiding the goods?'

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Thinking clearly was not a thing that I was capable of. I had gone from wanting to grab a knife from the kitchen, ditching the idea because there was way too much commotion and I was definitely going to need to explain myself if I was discovered while trying to hide a knife in my f*****g pocket!

The second evidence that I was probably beginning to lose my mind is the fact that I had considered and acted out on the thought of me breaking a branch from a tree and walking into Nancy's coffee shop with it in my hand, not giving a s**t what anyone would think!

I would have probably made a fool out of myself had the tree not refused to let go of one of it's big branches!

I stand on the opposite side of the road to Nancy's and try as hard as I can to see if I spot my balding, mid life crisis victim but it is to no avail. I am way too far and the glass of the windows is not as clear as it would have been if they had just been wiped.

Fuck the humidity!

My phone vibrates in my pocket and I know that it has to be him!

Yup! I got the second, third or whatever shock of my life earlier when I got a text from a number that I was not familiar with. I lost count of how many times I was left in complete and utter speechlessness from how those four acted tonight, and for a good reason!

He had my phone number too! They had gone all out!

Long story cut short, I had to send him a message to let him know that he cannot, never in his wildest dreams come pick me up!

Okay... I was not agressive, nor did my words say anything much more than letting him know that I will be meeting him at Nancy's in a gentle tone because I am already assuming that is how they were communicating with him. I have no idea why I insist on keeping the act up, but for some reason I am convinced breaking the news to him in person will have less consequences. Over text. He might just assume I got cold feet and decided I could not face him anymore.

I did not need him to get suspicious and try to bail on the meeting either because if he has my number, my pictures and knows where I live and which school I go to, I will not breathe easy knowing he is out there somewhere and I know nothing about him, especially not how to identify him. I made sure to to leave the four mice that orchestrated the entire thing a message to let them know that they were in deep s**t once I make it out of this predicament without their little creep trying to mutilate me or something, and although I have not figured out the perfect punishment for them, time and a better head space is all I need.

I take a look at my phone and sure enough, just as I immediately suspected, it is him and not even a single one of those girls texting a huge apology message!

"Do not forget that there is a price to pay for being late, sweet thing!" the message reads and I find myself frowning as I read it carefully.

Sweet thing?

Oh he is definitely forty years old! It is high time I busted him already, the f*****g couch potato that he definitely is!

"There is no need to get all irrational! Geez, sir ! Can't a Lady be fashionably late?" I send the text and just seconds later with a massive roll of my eyes. As I cross the road, my phone vibrates yet again.

He must be really bored and desperate! If there is one other thing I know about actual hot guys on dating apps, it is that they should not be able to reply fast! Their egoes are too inflated for them to let themselves look desperate! This right here is a catfish and nothing else, I just can't wait for those four girls to do my laundry, that will be four weeks straight without me having to worry about getting my clothes cleaned! And of course, the extra surprise of the punishment I will think of!

I walk into the coffee shop with my eyes trying to do a 360 degree survey of the area while I keep my head straight, moving towards the till where you are supposed to order the take away, and of course, I fail horribly!

"Julia! Hey sweetie!" Nancy beckons me to come over and I curse internally. I love the old lady, but this is really not the time!

"Hey, Nancy! Actually.. I uh.. I uhmmm"

Shit!

I have lost the words that I wanted to say! Because I am busy keeping my eyes busy...and they have definitely caught something!

There is a handsome stranger just gawking at me from a booth in the corner and he is making it hard for me to concentrate. He is dressed in all white and I will definitely have to admit that I have never seen anyone make white look so edgy!

His jeans are tight, highlighting his toned, nice legs and it takes a lot in me to not stare at his crotch when it is not hidden a single bit!

He has a button up shirt that has short sleeves and it is for a good reason! He is showing off the tattoos that he has one of his arms. A sleeve... That has always been a weakness for me! I will straight up deny having a thing for bad boys if any of those four bimbos that still have not replied to me ask. It is always a no, even if it is a yes...

The shirt is also not buttoned all the way up and I can literally see a bit of his chest and..

Wait.. Why am I drooling over some random guy in Nancy's coffee shop when I should be trying to locate that stupid catfish?

"He has you so distracted already! I was going to confirm with you but you have already given me the answers I need!" Nancy is not making much sense to me right now but she had begun complaining about having episodes of feeling like she is not making sense and this was probably just one of them!

We are not that close, but she is a big people's person. For that reason I should generally hate being around her but her being so sweet made it easy for us to get on fast, and since my first coffee here, I have been quite regular.

"what do you mean, Nancy ?" I laugh awkwardly as she just stares at me with a lot of concentration! "I have to meet someone in here, and I am really late already..." I hope that convinces her to save what she has to say for another day!

"exactly what I wanted to know! I was hoping it would not be true! You are going out with tattooed druggies now? That young man claims you are his date and I tried telling him that the Julia Rowan that I know would never go out with someone like him! But you would? Julia! These kinds of boys are dangerous.. " she keeps going on and on and on and I am just standing still, trying to get my mind to function again.

What the f**k is Nancy trying to tell me?!

Of course she would say such things though! She is literally in her sixties and that is already a leading factor for her to have such backward beliefs. On top of her being old already, she grew up in a village that barely had a car passing by, of course she would be so stereotypical!

But that did not even matter right now! What matters is what she has a problem with...

That right there is my date? There is no way it is him... There is no way I am going to be doing laundry for all of those girls, no way in hell!

I quickly remember a claim that he is my wallpaper but that is not the case, I have already used my phone!

I go to my gallery and stumble upon screenshots of a guy that looks too much like the one seated across the room and my jaw literally drops.

His eyes are still on me and this is so intimidating! How is he actually not a balding weirdo?

"Julia! Okay fine! Just go to him then, and answer my questions before you leave!" she suggests and I apologise quickly for how distracted I am right now! I mean how can I not be distracted?

The man in the photo is too perfect, he can't exist! If that is how his face looks up close, on top of him already looking so delicious from afar!

Fucking hell! Why did I decide to wear this f*****g thing that I am wearing?! Now he is going to think I am some lazy bum that couldn't care less about how she looks!

He could still be a serial killer...and who said he is the guy that i am meeting today? I cannot get ahead of myself when Nancy was already not making sense! This might as well be part of her crazy Nancy episode!

Right?

Maybe that is how I want to console myself for looking a mess!

"where are you? I am in the coffee shop!" I text him and keep an eye on the all white sexy hunk. He is still looking at me... Until he grabs a phone off the table and starts typing on his phone. He places it back on the table and does not have his eyes on me anymore.

Shit! s**t! s**t!

I dare that message to..

Fuck !

The phone vibrates in my hand and I swallow hard before giving it a look.

It is him...

I cannot believe that it is actually him!

"just stop fooling around and come sit down! The punishment has doubled for tonight!"

What is he even talking about? I do not like the sound of it. I do not like this situation!

I was supposed to be coming here to tell a forty something year old creep that was trying his luck with an eighteen year old where to get off... And he would have intimidated me just a little bit compared to what I am walking into right now.

If anything, the old man would have intimidated me because he could be dangerous when bitter, but he... He is intimidating me way way more than he should! And I doubt it has anything to do with what I think he is capable of doing!

Well... At least nothing harmful, that is. That is not what I see him doing!

The thirsty little b***h that I can be sometimes though!

I am still treading on jelly legs when I finally get to the table and take a seat.

"Hi." I state with a flat tone and shit... I am literally screaming on the inside because the guy is actually very good looking, and he is not the Forty something year old that I was expecting!

"why did you hide the goods?" he questions while looking at me with a facial expression as flat as mine was when greeting him.

"Goods?" I furrow my brows. The confusion is getting out of hand!

Yeah... I need to end this! He was not talking to me and it is clear that there is a lot of s**t that I still know nothing about! Before I unearth that the girls agreed for me to sell both my kidneys, I better leave while I am still safe!

I do not need to be hankering for the attention of a guy right now either, I am so over that!

He has also been very good at making me lose sight of what matters... Cause I cannot believe that I still had the time to be concerning myself about my outfit and whatnot instead of trying to get away from here as soon as possible!

I know he is referring to the outfit and it actually makes me feel like running out of this place!

"Do not look at me like you have just seen a ghost. You are not half witch-half vamp. What were the lies about, sweetie?" he questions and my eyes go wide while I flip on the inside.

So.. They made me sound like a creep that is delusional? I warned them not to and they still did it... And they chose the worst case scenario... Hybrid? Really?

"I was not lying! It was not me that was....uhmmm.. I change my mind about this date! Please delete my number and just forget that I exist!" the words fall out of my mouth and he quirks a brow like everything I have just said to him is definitely nothing but a a joke.