19 year old Ray gets abused by her foster parents that don't want anything to do with her. She's in her fourth year of university planning to become a doctor. Ray is extremely smart, known for her kindness and most of all, she's very shy.
21 year ol...
"Mr. King, are you paying attention?" A voice asks, reminding me that I am in no place to be thinking about Ray right now.
"Yes, please continue," I say with a monotone voice.
"From what we've heard, Antonio is willing to let everything behind us if you give him what he wants," the man with the accent says.
"And that is?" I challenge.
"I think you know what he wants King," he leans back in his chair.
I sighed quietly, thinking of a quick strategy since I knew that Tonio was really close by and that all the mallows were waiting for my signal.
"I think it's better to put an end to this. However, to do that, I must meet with Antonio himself, don't I?" I lean forward.
"Mister King, we're not as stupid as you think," he laughs dryly.
I get tired of taking the easy way and tippy toeing around Tony, I signal to the others as a result.
Suddenly, people I don't recognized popped up from behind buildings, some on top of buildings, and point at me and the mallows that are on the ground floor where I am sitting inside this garage.
"As I said, we're not that stupid," the Aussie says.
"I'm getting a sense this isn't a peace offer," I say sarcastically.
"You're not wrong about that," Antonio comes out dressed in an overcoat that looks like from the song Thrift Store.
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"What are you wearing?" I say in mockery, accidentally. Ray would've said something like that.
"Pardon?" He asks.
"What on earth is that? Where do you even find coats like that?" I ask, genuinely disturbed.
Suddenly having a thought, I started laughing my butt off.
"Don't tell me you were planning to come out looking edgy, surprise me, then kill me with that outfit," I don't even know why I'm still on the coat subject. Maybe I've been too happy in my life lately that I find humor in a stupid fluffy coat.
"Okay, enough. What are you, a schoolgirl bully?" He rolls his eyes, taking the coat off not so subtly.
After calming down, wiping away my tears, I stand up and walk towards Tonio and see him cower back slightly and his men step closer to us.
