Oh man guys I am soo very sorry I didnt update sooner, its just that someone hacked my computer so I had to get it fixed and then when it was fixed I had so much school work to think about so I kinda forgot, but when I saw all the awsome reviews I got it really touched my heart and I wanted to give you a really long chapter for making you wait so long, but that was only making the wait longer so I split it into two chapters. I still have some things to fix in the next one so it'll take awhile.
Oh and just so your not confused about the beginning at the start of my chapters they'll be some...preveiws? yeah lets call it that as to what happens later in the stories, just to keep you curious. So I'll stop my rambling and let you read, enjoy!
She leaned against the stone cold wall, breathing hysterically from the adrenaline rush that was coursing through her shaken form. Gwen looked up at the ceiling biting her lip to suppress the potent pain that was shooting though right shoulder, she went into a room and slowly opened the door, careful not to alarm whoever was on the other side. She was careful, just because there leader left didn't mean they all left. Gwen heard a low, raspy breathing on the other end and her eyes widen, without thinking she busted through the door and stood there in shock. On the desk was his body, head down with one arm hanging off the side as it barely griped the gun, droplets of his blood could be seen dripping off. She dropped her own gun and slowly walked to his lifeless form, he was just lying there so peacefully in a puddle of his own blood, and she went to his side gently placed her pale hand on his cheek.
It was still warm…
"Ok my name is Gwen, how may I help you two this evening?" Gwen said as she took out her notepad, when she looked up her smile immediately disappeared. "Are you serious?" she groaned in frustration at the rather pleased look of one familiar looking customer.
"Aww, it's nice to see you too Pasty." Duncan said with a huge grin on his face as Gwen glared at him for her sudden nickname. Courtney took notice to the sarcastic affection placed in her nickname and decided to speak.
"Do you two know each other?"Courtney questioned a hint of annoyance evident in her voice. They both answered at the same time, but there reply wasn't exactly the same with Gwen angrily saying no and Duncan pleasantly saying yes. After which she gave him a quick glare and sighed.
"Mr. Smooth Criminal over here almost ran me over a few minutes ago." She said flatly while pointing to him with her thump, he just shrugged.
"Duncan I don't believe you, what did I just say about your poor driving skills!" she crossed her arms and shot him a disapproving look; he rolled his eyes just knowing she would say that.
"Look she's fine isn't she?" now it was Gwen's turn to shoot him a look for casually stating that he didn't care about her almost being run over. Courtney scoffed shaking her head, trying not to yell at Duncan for being so reckless with people's lives!
"I apologize for his rudeness." She said to the waitress in an astute manner while glaring daggers at the dangerous man sitting across from her.
"Whatever. What do you guys want?" Gwen asked ready to write the orders so she can get away from this guy.
"I'll have the steak with a baked potato and some more to drink while you're at it too." he said simply as he leaned back in his seat, the waitress nodded her head and turned to Courtney.
"I'll have the grilled fish with onion soup and a salad on the side." The brunette said in a casual manner, the waitress scribbled down the order and nodded to confirm it was done.
"Alright, your orders will be ready in a little bit and I'll be back soon with your drink…sir" she strained to say the last word, it just left a bitter taste in her mouth to be nice to this guy. Duncan smiled widely knowing she didn't like calling him that as she left to go back to the kitchen. Soon after, Courtney's PDA started vibrating on the table.
"Hello?" she asked as she placed the small machine to her ear. "What you can't be serious?" she whisper yelled then looked to a confused Duncan; she placed her hand over the PDA and spoke. "I'll be right back I really have to take care of this." Duncan nodded in understanding and she got up to go to look for a more private place to continue her conversation. Duncan sighed and sank into his seat, now he was going to be bored, but then he smirked mischievously as he remembered he had a certain waitress's number.
Meanwhile Gwen was in the kitchen going crazy with orders. She had just given DJ, one of their Chefs, Duncan and Courtney's orders and proceeded to take another table's food out to them. She skillfully maneuvered through the crowded array of tables and gave the lovely family of three their food.
"Pulled Pork with mash potatoes and gravy for you, sir." The man smiled hungrily at his food while his wife laughed sweetly at his expression. "The seasoned Duck special for you, mam." The lovely woman nodded her head thankfully, Gwen turned to look at the young little bundle of joy sitting in her chair barely able to see over the table. "Hmm, what was it you wanted again?" She playfully teased their young daughter.
"Chocolate Surprise!" the little girl exclaimed gleefully bouncing in her seat. Gwen and her parents laughed warmly as she placed the young girls treat in front of her and watched as her eyes sparkled at her sugary dessert.
"There you go kiddo, enjoy." She smiled as she ruffled her auburn pigtailed hair; the little girl laughed and thanked her before she left. Gwen couldn't help but smile as she got back to the kitchen that is until she saw a tray with a drink for table 72 and it was goodbye happy mood. Then out of nowhere her phone went off, she reached in her pocket and saw a number she's never seen before. She shrugged as she ended the call, but before she could put the phone away it rang again with the same number calling. She gave up and decided to answer it, leaning against the marble counter, thinking maybe it was her boss calling from a different line.
"Hey Pasty, what 'cha up to?" questioned none other than Duncan on the other line. Gwen was truly shocked at how he managed to get her number!
"How in the world did you get my number?" she squeaked as her voice cracked a little towards the end, she sighed as she heard Duncan's laughter on the other end.
"Well I am Mr. Smooth Criminal after all." He replied humorously.
"Look if this becomes a habit your face won't look so good afterwards." She threaten coolly, he just smirked.
"So you do think I look attractive, your not to bad yourself sweetheart." He said flirtatiously as he wiggled his brow. Gwen didn't know why, but she couldn't help but laugh a little, this guy was weird, annoying and a complete jerk, but strangely enough it was in a way she actually…liked?
"Oh yes, cause wannabe criminals are such a turn on." She said sarcastically with a smile looking at his drink as an idea sparked in her head.
"I've been known to have that effect on women." He replied holding his flirtatious tone with a toothy grin on his face. He began to mess with empty glass swirling the ice around.
"I bet you do." She said in a more seductive tone. Now this peeked Duncan's interest, she sounded rather, sexy, in that tone.
"You can find out anytime, sweetheart." he replied in the same tone.
"I'd think I'd like that, I can just picture myself sitting on your lap, running my hands through every inch of your body." Gwen still held her tone, but spoke more softly and slowly. Duncan couldn't resist the shiver that ran through his body from her mental image.
"That doesn't sound too bad, what else?" his mind started to drift as she continued.
"Kissing you in just the right spots as I slowly unbutton your shirt…" she trailed off.
"Uh-huh?" he said in a more dreamy tone.
"So I can taste every inch of you until you're so…" Duncan jumped as a loud crash came from a tray with his drink being slammed on the table; he looked up, shaken and saw a very ticked waitress. "…In Trouble!" she yelled as she snatched his phone from his hand and proceeded to run through the restaurant.
"Hey get back here with that!" the criminal exclaimed as he followed after her, she skillfully maneuvered her way through the tables until she was far away enough to hid under one without him noticing. She giggled as she looked through his contacts for her name, it wasn't in the G's so she instantly got a thought to look through the P's and found her nickname, Pasty, with a winking smiley face. Gwen smiled at the phone for awhile until she heard Duncan closing in; she arose from her spot and threw his phone in the middle of the table.
"Here take it." She said with a light smile as he snatched his phone from the table.
"You just couldn't let me have my fun could you?" Duncan playfully pouted as he looked through his contacts and found that her number was…still there? "What?" he looked at the teal haired waitress, truly confused by her actions.
"Your food will be out in a moment, sir." She then proceeded to simply walk past him leaving her customer stunned, he noticed people looking at him since he was chasing his waitress around a few seconds ago and got a bit irritated.
"Bite me!" he stated aloud as he walked back to his table and found Courtney looking around for someone.
"Duncan, where have you been?" she asked like a mother would ask their child when they've been caught sneaking back into the house after curfew. Before he had the chance to answer, Gwen came with their orders, she handed Courtney her plate politely as to where she basically dropped Duncan's on the table.
"Sorry." She said sarcastically.
"Hey, it happens." He smirked, he didn't know what game this girl was playing, but he knew for sure he wasn't going to end up the loser. Gwen rolled her eyes and turned on her heel to go back to the kitchen only to bump into her boss.
"Heather!" she yelped out of shock.
"Gwen, what was that commotion a few minutes ago?" Heather asked in an annoyed tone. Gwen stumbled for a few seconds trying to think of what to say, when Duncan intervened.
"We got into a little disagreement that's all." Heather glared at one of the many mistakes she made in her life, her history with Duncan is anything, but pleasant.
"About?" her voice trailed off waiting for his answer, now it was Gwen's turn to intervene.
"Look Heather it was completely stupid so let's just forget about it and let them eat." Gwen said as she left to continue waiting on her other tables. Heather looked back to Duncan with a scowl and leaned down so they were face to face.
"Stay. Away. From my. Workers." She threaten in a calm, malicious manner and stormed off back to her office.
After that Duncan and Courtney ate in peace talking about a few of Duncan's rivals being locked behind bars and his plans for later which Courtney still didn't approve off, but there was really nothing she could do. When they left she took a cab home as Duncan was going to meet up with his gang to discuss their next plan of action, he really didn't want anything to go wrong this time. He went to the back off the building and opened the back of his trunk to reveal an array of weapons; he picked up a Sig 556 and checked to see if it was loaded, he repeated this action with the Berretta and Jail Breaker until he was sure he was good to go. He closed the trunk and heard a conversation behind him, he turned to see Gwen saying goodbye to Heather, that girl was truly weird. He took out his phone and smiled as he reached her number, not only did she not delete her number, but she added her picture as well. He leaned on the trunk of his car as he dialed her number, just to make sure she didn't change anything, the phone rang, he saw the waitress stop and roll her eyes at her phone, as she held it to her ear and answered.
"Well, well if it isn't my favorite little stalker." She answered humorously as she continued to walk down the parking lot; he silently followed behind as an idea for a little payback popped in her head.
"I was wondering if you wanted a ride home. Ya know, don't want you run down by anyone but me right?" he said playfully as she reached her bike. It was clear from the details that it was a new model, midnight blue paint with a faded array of stars and black curved lines that swung in many directions.
"Aww now isn't that sweet." she replied sarcastically as she shook her head. Honestly she had no clue why on earth she was still talking to this guy! Gwen pulled out her keys, but stopped when she heard something that sounded like the cracking of broken glass.
"Boo!" Duncan bellowed as he grabbed her sides practically making Gwen jump out of her skin. He began to bust out in a fit of laughter; her reaction was just so…priceless!
"W-What the heck?" she screeched as she turned to him, eyes widen and still shaking from the shock. This only made Duncan laugh harder as he had to hold his sides from the pain of his uncontrollable laughter.
"Y-You're such a c-c-chicken!" he mocked her as his laughing got so bad he started to bend over.
"That wasn't fu-fun-pfff-hahaha!" she tried really hard to be serious, but this guys laughter was so contagious, now her sides hurt. Their joyful laughter filled the nearly empty parking lot until they became nothing but slight chuckles and giggles. Duncan wiped a tear from his eye and picked up the keys she dropped on the ground from when he scared her and jingled them in her face.
"Now about that ride?" he trailed off as the rattle of keys filled the silence between them, she swiped the keys trying to hold back a few more giggles.
"I think I can make it on my own, thanks." She said with a smile.
"What if I said I'd slash your tires if you don't?" he asked with a devious smile on his face while pulling out a pocket knife and twirling it in his hand. She looked at him for a second, he wasn't serious right? Then she gave it more thought contemplating the events that took place today this guy was either extremely desperate or just annoyingly persistent. She sighed and left her bike to follow him to his car, she's left her bike here before and Heather took care of it so she might as well admit defeat.
"Fine." She rolled her eyes and tried to hide the twitching feeling that was forming on the corner of her mouth.
"You won't regret it, sweetheart." He put his knife away and wrapped an arm around her shoulder; Gwen gave him a look and pulled herself out of his grasp while walking to the car. She had to admit for a jerk he had a pretty sweet ride; it was a black, old model car some might say it was outdated, but she liked old cars they had a unique vibe to them. They sat inside the car and Gwen leaned back comfortably in her seat as Duncan smiled deviously while staring the car, if only she knew she was driving home with a maniac. The tires made a loud screeching sound and the engine roared harshly as Duncan pulled in reverse and sped off down the streets, as he was twisting and turning through the lanes not even Gwen's seatbelt saved her from being tossed around in her seat.
"Are you insane?" she yelled as she gripped her seat tightly, he just simply answered her by going faster, that is until he got to a stop light to which he slammed the breaks and almost sent her into the windshield. He smiled as he observed the shaking form of the feminine figure next to him; her breathing was erratic and uneven as she nearly pierced his dashboard with her nails.
"Where to?" he asked casually, as if he didn't just turn into a raging speed demon.
So did you like it, I kinda rushed a bit I'll admit, I was just kinda having trouble on what to right during some parts so this half came out iffy, but the next chapter actually came out really good since its filled with some action...no not that type of action you little perverts! I mean bullets and explostion will errupted in the next chapter.
