Mistakes [Second Book]

eleven

Unknown POV

I sit in my car in silence. I have been growing impatient, checking my phone every five minutes. The anticipation of seeing him again makes me feel giddy. Like a school girl crushing on that one guy every girl fondles over. I may have not talked to him, but I can admire from afar, right?

He should be here soon. He has to be. I've been doing this for the past few days. Watching his every move like I was ordered to do. However, I've grown a small crush on him. Who couldn't? He's gorgeous. He hasn't been that active lately, and definitely hasn't been putting nearly as much effort into his appearance...not that he has to.

What am I getting out of this? Drugs. And lots of them. I would've never done it if I wasn't getting anything out of it, definitely not for him. He's a jerk, what can I say, but he's got me hooked. He's got this unhealthy obsession with this boy, and I'm not sure why.

Whatever it is, I'm supposed to be watching for it. Maybe it's an action, an object he may receive, or possibly a person he's got with him. I'm not sure. Maybe this poor boy hasn't done a thing. Maybe there isn't anything to look for. But I highly doubt that.

Maybe Christian has his reasons for hiring me to do this.

(a/n: *sigh* I'm really angry and frustrated and I just want to throw myself out the window)