Little did he know that was the handshake that sealed his faith with death, a burning corpse he laid in his burnt down souvenir, all in waste.Walking out of the warehouse, he took of the mask and put on his black specs, buttoned up his black blazers because his inner white T-shirt was stained with blood but it was getting darker outside anyways, people were hardly gonna notice the bloody spots on his blazer and white shirt unless they looked really closely.Taking out his private cell phone, he dialed his baby's number. Yeah, his baby. He knew it was gonna cause a stir when people found out, also, not like he cared. He was fine just the way he was."Hey girl…" He let out immediately she picked up without any hesitation."How did it go on your side?" She asked straight up, he could hear the hope in her voice, you could tell she was really hoping their plan B had worked."The human hulk fucked up. He couldn't perform a single fucking task, I always knew he was just big for no good reas
"Oh my God, You guys," Amy rushed to Rachel, dragging her towards the small circle formed by Azariah and his sister, Ricky and his boyfriend.Seems like they got themselves acquainted while Rachel went to handle her personal family problems which was nice, because they have been having fragmented conversations since they were sitting on the same table."Where have you guys been? we have been waiting for ages, like Azariah's sister is so cool and Yes, did I mention we have been waiting for you guys for so long?" Amy belched, giggling a bit before an arm went around her waist holding her tightly against himself, the arm belonged to Azariah as he tried to make her stand upright."Sorry, I think she had a little more champagne than she was supposed to, I didn't think she would be such a cute light head," Azariah apologized, holding Amy against his side. Rachel didn't miss the admiration that radiated in his eyes as he looked at tipsy Amy smile back at him as a blush appeared on her cheek.
*Some unspoken of moment before the dance started*This wasn't how it was supposed to be, this wasn't how she planned it. She was supposed to be with Yandel on his table as his date and she was supposed to be on his right hand. Maya would have been able to protect him from the self centered bitch, Araceli, who seemed to have dragged him right in the media mud. She was sure at this rate, after today, there were going to be multiple speculations and theories about the whole red carpet stunt and the whole stunt they pulled, hugging each other in the center of the hall.The attention starved bitch would do anything for attention and Yandel was too naive to see it. Araceli had him wrapped around her bony little fingers, if only Yandel could let her show him what love and care is, he would be freed from her claws in no time.Maya sat close to the swimming pool just outside on the other side of the hall. she was put in the unimportant people's table, just some random warm up the chair extra
"What do you need me to do??" *present*Maya's phone vibrated in her hands again, sending her out from the train of thoughts into reality. The awakening kind of reminded her how much exposed to the night cold she was, she examined her bare arms and or though they looked flawless, she could spot very unattractive goosebumps from the cold. She made a mental note of gathering her shit together and going back inside to join the rest of the event, just after she attends to the man.He had asked her to bring a fingerprint from Araceli, and she definitely thought it was impossible, not until she was able to lay her hands on a glass Araceli had just used to take her breakfast. While no one was watching, she took the glass into a plastic bag she had in her hand bag. She didn't have plastic gloves on her because she wasn't the fucking CIA agent or a fucking forensic, so she used disposable tissue to get it into the bag and took it to the destination he had asked her to bring it to. An old w
Rachel felt all kinds of wrong letting Xander hold her by the waist. The background song was a really romantic song from Adele but she didn't really feel romantic, she felt like she was literally going in steps with the devil. He tried to come closer to her, whether he was planning on getting on her nerves or he just did it to spite, all she knew was she wasn't having it.Rachel instead moved back, giving him a warning look not to enter her safe bubble but the wicked glint in his eyes was saying otherwise. He definitely was going to try again, and just as she guessed, he did try to get closer to her but this time, she didn't really try to move back or push him back. She realized he was doing it to get a reaction out of her. And if that was his intention, then he was really in for a touch treat. They continued in that manner, him trying to taunt her and she not giving him the satisfaction he wanted.In order to spice it up, she decided to return the energy back. Rachel stepped forwar
Everyone else seemed busy talking about something important. Even Azariah had just excused himself to go talk to an important business partner who needed to see him on something urgent. Amy looked around the hall for Ricky and Araceli, and just as she predicted, they were both engrossed in a conversation or two with other people, she waited by the corner of the fancy hall, it was near the finite champagne pyramid filled glasses. Amy felt the insane urge to go at it again but her self awareness won't let her.I mean it was free, and it wasn't like those rich fucks were going to drink it anyway but she had had many, too many to count and she was still trying to get her self under control from the last champagne spree she just had. The water she took did a great job in her system because she was now feeling mildly tipsy compared to her initial fully drunk self.But her throat and her nerves kept gravitating towards the table and that wasn't her fault. Amy had been standing here for ove
She was so lost in her own world of salty stream and good champagne that she didn't notice when someone walked in. All of a sudden, her music stopped playing and she got confused. She could swear her earpods were charged up. She literally prepared for something like this to keep her company since she was the only one who didn't have a date. She let out a little groan before she opened her eyes and saw Azariah standing over her with a worried look on his face holding her phone in his hands. Knowing him for the shortest time that she has, he was definitely going to question what she was doing with a half-way emptied bottle of rich people's alcohol, dried up tears on her face with a sad nostalgic album playing."Before you get any ideas, I was rehearsing for a role," Amy blurted out. She took out one of the earpods and sat up facing the standing Azariah. Amy offered him a smile trying to show that she was alright but he definitely wasn't buying it. He gave her a sad look before draggi
"What do I get if I win?" Amy asked, getting interested, anything to keep her out of her own mind will do. She didn't need anything else for now."Well, it's just a casual cliché game that we all know, you know the cliche 'never have I ever'?" Azariah suggested he saw her slack a little which meant her interest just dropped and he needed to do something about it. That's when he got the idea."Well to spice it up, it's going to be a game of freakiness, I believe we are both freaky enough but to whoever have done it gets to drink the champagne," Azariah filled her in and watched her slowly smile as she nodded her head to his suggestion, now she was interested."Okay okay...That's something I could do, but Be warned I might drink the whole thing," Amy said, smirking at him."Okay then, you ask first?" Azariah gave her an open ground to ask. Amy didn't really go deep in thought at first till she realized the sole essence of the game for her was to make sure she drank as many gulps that s