"So what's your name? I told you mine so you better give yours" he said playfully.
"I'm Nala. Nala Edwards." I said, a smile planted on my face.
It was unbelievable how his mood could change so suddenly. He went from angry to playful and vice versa.
"Nala Edwards." He repeated. "Never heard of that name." He honestly stated.
"Like anyone has heard of the name Bruno Mars" I laughed.
He looked me in the eyes and smiled. "Sweetheart, they've heard and if they haven't, they'll hear it soon." He said.
His words gave me chills. The confidence behind his eyes was something unexplainable. It was like there was a meaning behind those words. The problem was that I couldn't identify if that meaning was something good or something bad.
"So, now you know my name, are we done with the questions?" He asked while heading upstairs.
"Actually no!" I screamed while trying to catch up to him. "I have more" I said more quietly when I finally reached him.
"They better be short questions cause I didn't bring you here so I could be interviewed." He said as he kept walking.
"Okay, let's start with that, why did you bring me here?" I asked.
"You were hurt." He answered, still looking forward.
"And now i'm better, so I should leave" I stated.
"I thought we discussed this before." He said as he kept walking, always looking forward. His neck vain popping out, a sign that he was getting annoyed.
"Fine." I sighed.
He noticed my silence and sighed.
"I'll answear another question if you want" he said, trying to make me speak.
"It's fine" I answeared quietly.
"No seriously, you can ask me something else" he sweetly said.
I looked down, not wanting to look at him. We stopped walking and just stood in silence. He grabbed both of my hands in his. He slowly touched my hand and he made us inner lock fingers.
"Please?" He said, almost begging.
I looked up at his brown eyes. They looked right through me.
I thought for a moment and finally spoke. "What happened last night."
I was walking around, minding my own damb buiseness when I heard yelling. It sounded like a female and a male arguing.
"I can do whatever I want! I'm not gonna be tied down by anyone, especially you!" The male said.
I starded walking faster to see what was happening when I heard a slap. I thought it might have been her slapping him, until I saw a female on the ground. I looked up and saw a male about my age. I couldn't hear what was happening but I knew that I had to do something. I looked around, seeing nobody except us three. Suddenly, the girl starded running. He ran after her and I ran after him, making sure they wouldn't see me. He yelled at her and slapped her again. She fell hard on the ground and I felt as my hands became fists. This was too much. I starded walking up to him when I saw that he was ready to slap her again. At this point I was running. I took out the gun I had hidden in my shirt and pointed it at his head just before he could hit her.
"Don't" I said. He backed away, obviously frightened.
"This has nothing to do with you, she just fell" he said, laughing.
"Get out of here before I kill you" I said, meaning every single word that left my mouth.
He turned around and starded walking away. I got on my knees to look at the girl who was laying on the floor, bruised and lifeless. I carried her in my arms when something hit me in the back. I fell on my right knee and turned around. There was the guy, with a pole which I guess he got from the club right infront.
"I told you to leave" I said, anger clear in my voice.
He laughed when all of a sudden, i pointed out my gun and shot him. A loud BANG bounced from every building. I put my gun away quickly and carried the girl again. I didn't even bother to turn around to see if I killed him or not. I didn't care either. If I did kill him, he wasn't the first guy. I starded walking with this girl on my arms. The only place that she would be safe was at my house. It would be about a 25 minute walk, I can do it I thought. Next thing I knew, a car stopped next to me.
"Get in the car Mars." Someone in the inside screamed which I immediatly recognized as Phillip.
I opened the back door and gently put the girl in the car seats. I closed her door and got in the car.
"Who's that?" Phillip asked as he starded driving.
"A girl." I answeared looking at her.
He hit me in the back of my head. I turned to him and punched him in the arm.
" No s*** Sherlock. Seriously Bruno, who's that?" He asked once more.
"I don't know. A guy and her were arguing and he starded hitting her so I went up to them and... Yeah." I said, not mentioning that I may or may not have killed him.
"And where are we taking her?" He questioned me.
"Home." I said looking at him, even though he wasn't looking at me back.
"What if the dude was her boyfriend and he comes looking for her? If he finds you or us he can call the cops and we could get arrested." He stated. I hadn't thought of that.
"He won't come find us." I said without thinking. "He better not." I said taking my gun out and placing it under my seat.
Phillip smiled as I did aswell. He drove us home, without anymore questions.