*Warning: Strong mentioning of violence in this chapter*
“What the…” I watched as she choked on her food a bit and stood up with her boy toy. I watched as he reached for his gun and quickly pulled mine out. I made sure to keep my distance far enough with some obstacles in the way as Sam suggested, so that he can’t get the best aim at me. Just as Sam said, as we continued to call her and mock her, he moved forward trying to find a better trajectory to aim at me.
“You can’t even do your own work and have to have your boy toy do it for you. What a joke.” I yelled as I watched her put her jacket on and wipe her mouth. Seems like she was having maybe fast-food as I can smell it in the air.
“Says the one who just nearly lost her boy toy. Kiara you are no match for me.” She laughed and it ma
