Arranging Fate (Disgusting Playboy & Curly Haired Virgin Series Rewritten)

The Loner Dude and The Juvie Chick. Part 4

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I decided not to ramble on this chap cause it's really long!....that's what she said XD

here you go kiddies, chapter/part 4 of loner dude and juvie chick.

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Ice.

Just that one name alone was enough to make any sensable person squirm.

He was the guy everyone envied.

The guy every girl wanted to date.

He was urbane and sexy, with tattoos engraved all over his upper body.

He was also, the biggest drug dealer in the city.

But nobody ever talked about his business up front, they always used code names and secret words.

He never sold it himself, kinda the reason why he never gets caught.

That and the fact that he had connections...with practically everybody.

He was the guy your mom would fall in love with for being the bad boy, and the guy that would make your dad think twice about himself.

Oh. And he was also my psycho over protective ex boyfriend.

Well, according to him we were going to get married.

I beg to differ.

But something told me that day I said yes to him, I would never be able to leave his side.

I can never win with him.

You're either with him, or against him.

And trust me when I say this, if you're against him.

You won't be for long.

Everyone who was, always turned up dead within the next week.

That's just the way things worked around here.

And no matter how much I tried to sneak and hide away from him.

He always gets what he wants.

Always.

And at this current moment I, am what he wanted and he made sure he wasn't letting go of me any time soon.

Well la-de-fucking-da.

Hooray for me.

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I mean it's not like I get a say in anything anymore.

I should've known.

I should've known his words were too unoriginal, but yet when he said them to me they were so suave and smooth.

Sigh.

Stupid 15yr old me >:|

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I saw her again.

Peyton.

I was walking back home from the library and I saw her at a laundrymat staring off into space.

I thought if I hurried she wouldn't see me, but it's as if she knew I would pass by, not even two steps across the frot window and she had immediatley glanced up and looked at me.

Oh mannn.

I knew I should have taken the other way home.

I'm supposed to be staying AWAY from her not going near her.