He smashed the cane against his back and leg. Punching him. He paralyzed him easily. He knew he was done for. His phone clattered on the floor and he gazed at the Caller ID. "Who is it?""Don't you dare...""Shut up!" He picked up. "Hello?""Maks, what's wrong with your voice?" She said and his eyes rounded turning away."Dora?" He said with a shaky voice."Is anything wrong? For a minute there you sounded like my coworker." She said and his eyes quirked recognising the lady's voice. The lady whom he met at his new job. She had been nice to him and she spoke about how things were rough at home with her son. She gave him money to get Selina some important things and to feed her. He wanted to ask "how are you?" But the words wouldn't come out."I hope you and your stepson find some common ground, ma'am." He commented once and Selina held Doreen's hand sleepily. "Yeah, I hope so to, maybe I'm trying too hard. I smothered him a lot. He said so." She looked frantic."I'm sure he'll come
Harley let off a buzz from her horn and he pulled up. Sending corn flying everywhere."Are you kidding me?""Wake up, maggot. It's O six hundred hours! Time for your drill, no excuses." She said marching with shades and fatigues on."You're having so much fun aren't you?""Of course I am. I am your personal trainer and I am here to make sure to keep you in ship shape for your punter position.""It's blocker.""Whatever." She countered blowing on her whistle.Speaking of drills. "Where are my cigarettes?" He felt at the lockers."I disposed of them until later. You drool in your sleep.""Well you hog...a lot.""I don't want your slobber on my skin, maggot. I have a skin care routine to keep up with. You're disgusting.""If you keep up with the hogging and I might as well die of hypothermia." He said getting rid of the dirt.She approached him. "If you have a problem with me then you can sleep on the floor! You can catch a cold faster that way. Get up!" He did pull ups with his arms
He did a bench press while Sam hung over the machine. He was tense. He munched on the watermelon he kept aside."Aren't you supposed to be resting today?""I changed my mind. I think this is a strategy." He muttered groaning at the effort."It is? I don't know man, Harley seems to like you, she posted a lot of pictures of you on her story. Why does there have to be a pattern to everything?"He turned red. "She did what!? How did you get her handle?""Are you kidding me? She has 250k followers on Insta. Reels of her acting and dancing."[ Good, now more creeps will be on to her. ]He paled. "That's nothing. I post shit all the time and delete them. No, she is just acting and waiting for the day to drop a bombshell on me and put it all over the web. With these passive aggressive posts. She'll post messages from me falling over myself trying to flirt with her. I bet they'll be laughing their asses off." Sam thought he was a little bit intense."Hmm...ok. What about you?""Are you kiddi
Harley looked for her phone and she paused at Evie pretending to pick up her phone from the ground. She frowned a little at her looking at the home screen. "Evie, thanks, I was looking for that.""Be careful next time, you can be so absorbed on your work you know?""Isn't that why you asked me to get a boyfriend?" Her chest tightened. Evie was green-eyed.'Why wasn't he calling back?' Harley thought. Evie looked down feeling bad about herself. But she was mad at Harley. "Yeah? So what? Someone could have kidnapped you while you were too busy texting your bf for life on your phone."She blinked at Evie's behaviour. "I don't see how texting is work though." There was a sharp edge to that joke Evie made and it was infuriating. "Well you're too absorbed in anything nowadays. You're welcome." Evie walked away coquettishly. Harley felt guilty for the way her friend was behaving, maybe she was doing something wrong again or giving Maks too much space. And giving her friends little
He said with his heart torn in two. He was conflicted and hr marched away to save himself from the stress. He bet his consoles and games were waiting for him. The depression made him desperately hungry."What do you mean? How could you? After all, you've done. You dare to show up to my face to break up with me?" She said. "Oh stop it with the games, Harley!" He said touching his head and having mixed feelings. He couldn't let his anger take the reins on him."I just came to tell you that I don't blame you. I'm not perfect. I don't want to keep sabotaging your dreams. I realized how selfish, foolish and...I've been an asshole. I'm just another novice who's never been in a relationship before and if it's okay to make fun of me by...It's fine. I can take a joke. I'm sure I'll look back and laugh someday. It's over."She looked stunned. She thought someone like him would have girls flocking after him. She shook her head. She thought she saw him moving on to Dylan. They even shook hands. H
Maks rushed after Harley, of course he was faster but he just stayed closer enough. She squealed picking up her pace alert that he was close by and she screamed intensely giving in when he whisked her around. Harley laughed. That was enough to plaster a smile on his face. She adjusted her dress. He gazed at her again. It wasn't love at first sight though but it was like the....he lost count but there was no love at first sight. Sometimes he was waiting for that illusion to fade away but he didn't want it to stop. He enjoyed being with her."Are you ready to leave?" She prodded.He raked his hair. He had nothing else to do. They walked back to the apartment and he stepped on the scale. He stepped down, he felt bonded to Harley and he was proud of it. He could live without her but he chose not to. He didn't concern himself with his tasks tonight. He was a lot more playful than he even thought possible without being violent. He recalled what that strange man did to him and suddenly he
"Dad." She squirmed disgusted to call him that. She had done so out of tension.He took some conscious steps closer to her. "I doubt that you're eager to see me this fine afternoon.""Neither are you." His eyes narrowed. "You've come this far. I suppose I'll give you some credit.""Have you come to see me fail? Get the hell away from me, Jude.""My name is Jude but you call me dad, are we clear?" He said forcefully. Meg sneered at her father. The one who abandoned her while she worked with her grandmother to raise funds for her tuition. The one burned her Medic Storybooks right in front of her when she was 4-years old. The one who took away her toys because she wanted to learn how to perform CPR to the beat of Staying Alive. The one who confiscated her phones and gave her huge law text books because he didn't want her to learn anything on the internet about medicine or interact with kids who wanted to be doctors. She stayed in her dark room with tears streaming down her eyes while h
Maks played video games in the living room laughing at the gamer talking on the other side, he didn't seem very happy about his power moves and he started to make death threats. "That's not going to happen.""Why don't you just leave your little space and get yourself a girlfriend, huh?""Why are you online?""I will find you.""Sure you will. It's just a game man, relax." He said and the guy was going bizarre. He basically just cheated his way to victory and killed his avatar. "This is why I'm online. To win."His chest heaved. "Oh my god. You are so..." Harley stretched her arms and legs. She saw him busying himself with his video games. She smiled taking off her bathrobe. He saw her and stopped himself from saying anything. The boy kept telling him to get himself a girlfriend over and over. To stop being so gay."Listen to this guy." He scoffed. He was out of the game now."Why didn't you tell him you already had one?""It doesn't matter."Her heart leapt. "Why not?" He shrugg