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Hello everyone..This is my attempt at my first Death Sentence fanfiction..I've been a fan of this movie for a very long time and now I finally decided to put something out there. I hope you'll enjoy it leave me comments and tell me what you think I appreciate every comment!

Disclaimer: I sadly don't own the movie Death Sentence nor do I own the great character Billy Darley except my OC.. if I did Billy would've kicked Nick Hume's ass!

Enjoy! R&R :)

She had never planned to fall in love with him.

The very first time she had laid her eyes on him she thought he was mean the way he was yelling at his gang member.

Megan Cooper was sitting alone at the bar and enjoying her whiskey. She needed it after the day she had had. After arriving late at work because her car had broken down for the...-she couldn't exactly remember how many times her car had broken down- her boss had decided to give her a piece of his mind and fire her in front of her co-workers. Now she was sitting in a bar called Four Roses that looked rather run down than the name suggested. Somehow the bartender had managed to tickle these things out of her when she arrived with a grim look on her face.

„So I guess you're in need of a new job", he said.

Megan just nodded.

„How about you start here? We definitely need somebody else here."

„You sure?"

The bartender nodded. Megan sighed.

„Fine. When do I start?", she asked.

„Saturday..I'll go tell the boss so he can stop looking..Enjoy the rest of your drink." The bartender took off leaving her alone at the bar.

She looked around the bar. She was probably the only decent woman in the bar the rest consisting of hookers trying to land their next costumer. Her glance landed on 6 men sitting at a table. They weren't exactly being quiet, in fact the big bald tattoed man was yelling at another man with spiked hair and tattoos on his neck and swearing profusely.

She didn't realize that she was staring at the group until the black man pointed it out to the bald man. As soon as she saw him looking her way she looked away trying to look very engrossed in her drink. She didn't hear them mumbling nor did she hear his heavy footsteps as he was making his way towards her. She downed her drink while getting up from her barstool.

She heard a low chuckle from her side and slightly jumped when she saw the tall bald guy standing next to her.

„You know it's not nice to stare at strangers", he said with his deep husky voice.

„I-I... Sorry, I didn't mean to stare at you", she stammered.

„Find anything interesting?", he smirked slightly wriggling his eyebrows.

Megan cocked an eyebrow at that.

„Naah..Sorry I'm not into bald tattooed pussies. I like my men classy."

With that she paid for her drink and left. As soon as she had her back to the stranger she started smiling widely.

She didn't see the way the bartender had broken out into a laughing fit when he had gotten back and the way the tall bald man told him to mind his own god damned business.

She stepped outside into an almost empty parking lot. The only cars there were 2 Mustangs, one black with red tribals all over the hood and another red one, and a rusty pick-up.

She hugged her petite figure trying desperately to warm herself and started walking towards her home..

After walking for about 15 minutes Megan finally got home. She quickly slipped inside into the warmth of her small apartment. She locked the door and took off her jacket tossing it to her couch. She went into her bedroom and took off her baby blue top and her jeans soon followed by her bra and panties. Then she proceeded to the bathroom getting into the shower and turning the water on. After 15 minutes of warming herself up she decided to step out and toweling herself off. She then put on a pair of sweats and an old hoodie from her college. She went into her bedroom and got into her bed falling asleep as soon as her head hit the pillow...

Saturday evening finally came around and Megan surprisingly found herself a little bit nervous because of her new job.

She looked to her watch. The red big numbers read 8.30 pm.

I should probably get going..

With that she left her apartment and quickly made her way to The Four Roses.

When she arrived the place was already buzzing. She went behind the counter and put her apron on. Carlos, the bartender from the other night, came up behind her.

„There are you first costumers", he nodded to the door as the gang from the other night arrived. Megan sighed and looked at him.

„Really?" Carlos just nodded. With another sigh she took her small notepad and her pen and went over to their table.

She put on a fake smile.

„What can I get you guys?", she asked with a joyfull tone.

The bald man looked up at her and smirked when he recognized her.

„Well hello to you,too Ms. Smarty-pants."

Megan looked at him at that comment and immediately her fake smile faded.

„And what was your name again? Oh right..Bald tattooed pussy, am I right?"

As soon as the gang had heard that nickname they all broke out into a laughing fit and his smile had faded.

The bald man got up and towered over her. Well it's not exactly hard to be towering over her because she was only 5'4 tall. She had to strain her neck to look up at him.

She flinched when he grabbed her arm and pulled her roughly to the side. He leaned with his arm on the wall blocking her way.

„What's your name?", he said sounding dangerous.

„Megan", she whispered a little scared.

„Good..Megan.. Don't you dare calling me that ever again or else.. well let's just say I'll stop being nice...Ya got that?"

Megan just nodded. She actually shivered because he had this dangerous vibe.

„Good.." With that he backed off.

„Go get us some beers... and by the way.. name's Billy", he said over his shoulder while making his way to his table.

Megan let out a breath she didn't realize she was holding. She was actually feeling kinda turned on by him.

No don't go there.. He's a fucking punk!

She went to the bar to get the drinks. After a few minutes she appeared at the table with the drinks and put a smile on her face. She set the tray down on the table and everybody reached for a glass. As soon as the tray was empty she took it away and turned around to return to the bar but a large hand on her wrist stopped her from doing so. She looked at the bald man-Billy- with a confused look.

„Sorry I scared ya", he said trying not to be too loud over the chatter of the other guys.

„It's okay.. You didn't scare me anyway..", she said trying to sound casual. Billy just chuckled at that.

„Right.."

With that she wriggled her wrist out of his grip and went back to the bar and once again, let out a breath that she held in. She stepped behing the counter.

Carlos turned to her.

„I'm taking off."

„What?", she asked. „You can't leave me here all by myself."

„Yeah I can.. My shift's over", he said. „Don't worry the boss is in his office."

Megan nodded.

„Okay."

Carlos left the bar waving shortly to Megan.

Megan, trying to look busy, started wiping the counter.

Apparently she was so lost in her own thoughts she didn't even notice Billy standing in front of her.

„Don't you think that's already clean?", he asked.

Megan snapped out of her thoughts at the sound of his deep husky voice and jumped at his sight.

„Don't do that!", she yelped.

Billy had to suppress a chuckle.

„Don't do what?"

„You know..Sneak up on people..That can be very dangerous", she said.

„Really?How so?"

„Well...", Megan started looking around. She discovered a large glass and picked it up.

„I coulda smashed this over your head", she said trying to sound threatening.

At that Billy let out a chuckle.

„What?", Megan asked and put the glass down. „It's not funny."

„Yeah..it is.." Billy sat down on a barstool and watched her.

„Don't you have somebody to yell at?", she asked feeling uncomfortable.

Billy completely ignored her question.

„You're not from around here, are ya?"

Megan just shook her head.

„No..I'm from New York"

„What are you doing here in Southie?"

She sighed thinking back.

„I quit college and my parents kicked me out. I didn't wanna be with them anymore so I came here."

„How old are ya anyway?"

„Just turned 20." Billy only nodded.

„And you?"

„27."

„Huh..." Megan huffed.

„What?"

„I don't know..I thought you were like...32..or something", she said innocently.

„Ya serious?"

Megan nodded.

„Maybe you should relax a little.. All that stressing and yelling makes you gray..Well would make you gray if you had any hair..", she mumbled the last part.

Billy just looked at her.

„You know what?You're different..Ya got balls.."

Megan just looked at him weirdly.

„Come on figure of speech.." he leaned closer.

„I like that on a girl."

He got up and went back to his table glancing back to her.

Megan stole a quick glance at him when he sat down. She smiled inwardly.

Well this is certainly turning out to be very interesting...

Thanks a lot for reading! R&R! Let me know what you think!:)