Life in the Hills 2
-Chapter 10
'Nothing's Ever Right'
R&R
Beautiful. Breathtaking. Gorgeous.
That's one of the many words you could describe Stacy, who was currently in her Wedding dress fitting. Before every wedding, the bride must go in and make sure the dress is perfect.
Stacy looked like a princess in the bright white strapless dress. The top was in a corset form, tightening her upper body while the lower half of the dress was puffy, as it flowed down. The dress wouldn't be complete with the beautiful white veil, that dropped down her back.
With her stood Torrie, Trish and Lita who three of Stacy's four bridesmaids with just Candice missing who was running a little late, All with a glass of champange in their hands.
Torrie was in total shock. She couldn't describe how beautiful Stacy looked in the dress. Looking at her, she kind of wanted to get married. Just so she could wear the dress.
"Stace, You look absolutely amazing.."
Trish stared at Stacy, token away from her beauty. The Wedding dress looked so beautiful on Stacy. It just reminded her of her wedding, that led to her failed marriage.
"Wow, you look beautiful.."
Lita could only think of how Stacy was going to look on her wedding day. It was going to be like a star walking down the aisle. Lita didn't know how to describe how nice Stacy looked.
"Stacy, The dress and you look so gorgeous.."
"Thanks Girl," Stacy turned into the mirror.
She really looked like a princess, straight out of a fairytale. Something like Sleeping Beauty or Cinderella. In this dress, In about two weeks, she was going to Marry the man of her dreams. Stacy Keibler was going to become Mrs. Randy Orton and she couldn't wait. It was going to be a perfect wedding, with the perfect dress and the perfect Groom.
"I am in Love with this dress," Stacy moved her hands up and down the dress, feeling the soft texture, "I want to wear it everyday."
"Oh, this just reminds me of when I got married," The Canadian blonde looked back, "Completely wasted. Dingy Chapel in Vegas. Two rings with dice. It was truly beautiful," Trish wiped away a fake tear from her eye.
"Well, one day you'll get you extravagant wedding," Lita reassured her, "You'll get to wear a dress like that."
"Hopefully," Trish chugged down her champagne glass.
"Can you believe how close the wedding is?" Torrie asked, "In last then two weeks, your going to be Mrs. Randy Orton."
"Yeah, I still can't believe it's almost here," Stacy felt her year of wedding plan went by so fast, "I mean, I loved planning this."
"Make it a career," Lita said with a grin, "Plan weddings and make loads of money. Simple as that."
"Oh yeah and be like Jennifer Lopez in the Wedding Planner and fall in love with the groom of the wedding your planning," Trish joked around.
"I have Randy, Trish. I don't need someone else."
"Such a good girl. Sticking to her guy," Torrie raised her glass, "Cheers to a dedicated woman!"
"Well, thanks."
"Where is Candice?" Torrie asked, "Wasn't she suppose to come?"
"I guess she's running late.. Oh well," Trish rolled her eyes.
"Now, Girls and I mean, You Trish and You Lita, I want you guys to be on your best behavior. I know you guys and Candice don't get along, but she's still my friend and she's in the bridal party. So don't be mean or anything," Asked the Bride to be.
"We are going to behave," Trish promised.
"It's your wedding and we won't do anything to mess it up. We love you too much to do that," The redhead smirked.
"Thank you guys."
Just as they were talking about her, Candice came into the Wedding Dress Boutique, in her purple dress, complete with a black belt, black high heels and her black coach bag. Taking off her sunglasses, Candice greeted the girls with a bright smile, "Hello Ladies."
"Hey Candice," They all greeted her with smiles.
"Torrie!" Candice cheered, giving her a big hug. Candice had yet to see Torrie until today that is. The two were great friends and continued to be. Thrilled, Candice was happy Torrie came back, even if it wasn't for long.
"Candice, it's so great to see you," Torrie gave her friend a hug in which Candice returned.
"I'm so happy you came down here. How is everything?"
"It's doing wonderful. Everything is great. What about you?"
"I'm doing great," Candice smiled before she noticed Stacy, "Oh My God, Stacy. That dress. You look absolutely Amazing in it. This is 'the' dress right?"
"It's the one!"
"How amazing does she look in it?" Torrie asked.
"Extremely."
"How do you feel? Like it's like two weeks away!" Candice beamed, "Your about to Marry Randy Orton."
"It feels great."
"Is there going to be any kind of Bachelorette Party?" Candice eyed everyone in the room, getting nothing in return, "Girls, nobody has planned a Bachelorette party for Stacy?"
"Uh, No," Lita answered quickly.
"What?!" Candice asked, in absolute total shock, "No one planned Stacy a party, to signify her final time as a single woman?"
"Yeah, No," Trish answered, "But it's suppose to be the Maid of Honor's job."
"Hey, why is it my fault? I just got here a few weeks ago," Argued the Maid of honor herself, "If I knew, I would have done it."
"It's okay Girls. We can -"
"It is not!" Candice shouted, "Stacy, You need a Party."
"Well I guess I can whip something up since after all it was my responsibility which I wasn't quiet aware off," Torrie shrugged.
"Let me do it Tor. I'll do it for Stacy," Candice offered, "I'm good at these things."
"Okay but we probably need to invite some others," Trish said, "Like some of Stacy's family, I think."
"No, No, No. It will just be us five. Stacy and her bridesmaids and that's all we will need," Candice shrugged her shoulders, "I am going to make Stacy's final night as a Single Lady, the best night."
"Well, I'm looking forward to what you've got planned," smiled the Bride.
"Stacy, You never told us who our partners are for when we walk down the aisle?" Lita insisted that Stacy tell them.
"Oh, well its simple. To avoid any conflict, Candice is walking in with Chris, Lita your coming in with Dave and Trish is coming in with Jeff. Torrie is obviously going down by herself. So Candice won't be stuck with Dave and Trish won't be stuck with Chris," Stacy answered the question.
"I don't have no problem walking down with Chris, So me and him can walk down together," Trish really didn't mind. She actually wanted to walk down with him.
"Then who is going to walk with Candice? I can't put her with Dave and Jeff's a long shot."
"I can't walk with Dave. I haven't seen in my months and you know what happened. I can work with Jeff. Though Me and him have our differences, I think we can manage," Candice placed her right hand on her hip.
"Well, Okay. I guess that's how it will be and you are going to have to deal it. Just try not to ruin my big day," Stacy flashed a smile.
"I don't think anyone could do that," Torrie smirked, "Its going to be the best day of your life."
--
Tossing her keys on the counter, Lita had arrived home from her little get together with the girls. It had been a long time that all five of them were in the same room as each other.
As Lita came home, she noticed two suitcases right by the door. They belonged to Matt. He was leaving today. He would come back on Stacy and Randy's wedding day, just in time to attend Randy and Stacy's Reception. Lita was going to Miss him but she had someone to rely on while Matt was gone.
Matt came out of the bedroom, with a confused look on his face, "Matt, Hey," Noticing his Facial expression, Lita decided to ask what was wrong, "Is there something wrong? You seem confused."
"Its just, When I was making the bed I noticed strands of Blonde hair and they can't be mine. It's not Jeff's because this Month's color is Red so who's is it?" Matt eyed Lita, with his chocolate eyes.
She was caught again. What could she say now? This was certainly a tough situation. What could she say other than the truth?
"Listen, Matt. I need to tell you something," Lita took a gold of Matt's hand, "You might need to sit down to hear this."
Matt took a seat, with his eyes still locked on Lita, "Your scaring me, Now."
Locking her grip on his hands, she gently bit down on her lip, "Its not easy to say this but."
"But what?"
"Matt, I am -"
"Lita, Just tell me. You can tell me anything."
"Well, The hair is there because," she closed her eyes, "I've been thinking of dying my hair Blonde," Lied the redhead.
What a crappy lie.
Matt let out sigh, "Your thinking about dying it?"
"Yeah and I'm not sure to do it or not and I get upset if I want to change my hair color," She went on and on, "So I don't know what else to do."
Lita didn't have the courage to tell him now, even with the pretty silly lie she told him. It wasn't the right time and as much as it hurts to hold it in, she had to try her best to hide her little secret for just a little bit longer.
"Lita, no matter what you do, You'll look amazing. Trust me," Matt gave her a light kiss on the top of her head, "Well, Now. I really need to get going. My flight is leaving soon."
"I can't believe your leaving already and if you stay, we would have walked down the aisle together," Pouted the redhead.
"I'll be at the reception, so you better save me a nice dance," Matt lifted her chin as she got up, to check on his suitcase.
"I still don't approve of it. I'm walking down with Dave now."
"So, you got him and you'll be fine."
"But it still won't be the same."
"I'll be back before you know it," He grabbed the two brown suitcases, "You have the number of the hotel and the flight information for when I come back, right?"
"It's all on the fridge."
"Okay, I'm set to go. I'll call you when I land," Matt pulled Lita into one passionate kiss, before it was his time to go, "I'll see you in a few weeks."
"I love you," Smiled Lita.
"Love you too," He walked out of the apartment, down the flights of stars and into the taxi that awaited for him. He placed his luggage into the trunk and entered. The taxi began to drive away slowly as Matt waved to Lita once more before.
"Which airport sir?" The Taxi driver asked.
"LAX - Los Angeles International."
As the taxi drove away, Matt couldn't help think about Lita's excuse. She was hiding something but she wasn't going to tell him. She seemed close to spitting it out today but nothing.
The whole Blonde hair idea was the biggest lie. Matt knew Lita way to well. She hated Blonde hair on herself and she wasn't fooling him. The only thing he could think of that might be happening is that she might be cheating.
Oh, he wished it didn't come to this but it did.
He pulled out his blackberry as he dialed a quick number. As the phone rang, He waited for an answer.
"Yes, Hello. My name is Matt Hardy and I was wondering if you could help me.... You see, I think my girlfriend maybe cheating and I want to know what you could fine out.."
Matt was going to find out the hard way.
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"Okay, Now my Dress is all fitted. What's next on my list?" Stacy asked herself, sitting in the kitchen staring into her huge, 'to-do' list for her Wedding, "The seating Chart is done. The dresses and Tuxedos are fitted. What Am I missing?"
"I think you managed to complete everything Stacy," Torrie spoke as she covered the list, "You have done everything on that list."
"No, There has to be something missing. It's not Stacy of me to forget something," She went through the list, finding that everything has been completed, "Oh Dear God, Your right."
"Your finished?"
"100% Finished. I did everything. There's nothing left without an 'X' next to it. I am done planning my dream wedding," She let out a sigh, "And, I kind of miss it."
"Well, There's one thing you still didn't finish."
"Oh God, You just said I did everything. What else could I be missing?"
"Making sure the day goes great. That will be your Final Task Stacy. Can you handle it?" Torrie smirked.
"It will and don't you Jinx it, Tor."
As They spoke, Torrie's phone started to ring. Looking at the Caller ID, she noticed Trish was calling her. What could she want? "Trish is calling Hold on," She pressed the send button, "Hey Trish."
"Torrie, What's up?" Trish asked.
"I'm just here over at Stacy. Why? Is there something wrong?" Torrie asked in a worried tone, "Is everything alright?"
"No, It's not -" Trish said, "You can make it better by going out with me tonight."
"Huh?"
"Let's go out tonight. Me and you are both single and we have yet to hit the town to a nice club or bar. So what do you say about tonight? We can head to 'Code Red' or something. I just need to have a good time with another fellow Single lady. So what dod you say?"
"Well, That does sound really good," Torrie thought out loud, "Okay, Why not? Let's go out tonight!"
"Yes, Thank You God!" Trish let out a sigh, "I'll pick you up tonight around nine. So be ready!"
"Okay See you tonight," Torrie shut her phone down, looking back at Stacy, "So, I'm going out tonight with Trish. I guess we are going to hit up a club or bar. Something like that."
"Finally you decide to go out. Go catch some fresh meat!" Cheered the Leggy Blonde, "Bring home yourself some Bacon."
"Stace, Relax."
"Where are you guys going?"
"Trish said something about Code Red. I think we've went there before. I remember we all went once. Me, You, Randy and John. Me and John would get so drunk and we'd just start talking to one another like idiots," Torrie started to laugh, "Miss those times but they aren't going to happen again especially when I leave."
"Your seriously going to leave again?" Stacy asked, "Don't leave. You can stay here."
"No, Stace. I can't. I have my life in New York and especially with you and Randy getting Married, you two deserve to live the married life without a Torrie," Torrie smiled, "But I'll visit. I promise."
"You better visit."
"Oh I will," Torrie glanced at the clock, "I'm going to shower and get ready for my night out. I'll see you later, Stace,"
Grabbing her Purse, Torrie exited Stacy's apartment. Stacy stood there with her head resting on her hand. Her future Husband walked in from the bedroom, "Stacy, Back so soon."
"Where the hell have you been?" Stacy asked Totally surprised, "You've been home?"
"I knock out on the bed. I was tired from work," Randy said, "What's for dinner?"
"I was thinking off going out Tonight, Since it's Friday. I don't feel like cooking."
"Fine by me."
Just as Randy and Stacy were in the middle of their conversation, John came in still dressed in his Work uniform. He was extremely tried and sleep deprived. It definitely showed on the young man, "Hey Guys," Letting out a big breath.
"Tired much?" Randy raised on eyebrow.
"Not tired, Exhausted is the word," John took a seat, "Working eight to Six is a Pain, but thank god I don't work tomorrow. I am going to sleep in."
"Well, Your job doesn't seem that easy," Stacy spoke, "They really work you out."
"You said it. I just want a few drinks tonight."
An Idea popped into Stacy's head. It might work or it might not. But it wouldn't kill to try. John doesn't know what Stacy is doing when she has these ideas, "John, You should so go out tonight."
"Why? I'm tired."
"You never went out since you came home and you should celebrate Let loose with a few drinks maybe. Call up Chris and you guys should go out," Stacy insisted, "I think it would be a good idea."
"And I think it would be bad," John commented, "I not in a Bar mood."
"Then Hit Code Red. There's a huge Party there and maybe you can meet someone," Stacy flashed a wink, "Seriously, it's Friday night too. You should go."
"Uh, I don't know."
"Just go. You'll have fun."
Giving into temptation, John decided on what to do, "Okay, I'll give Chris a call and ask him if he wants to go."
"That's my John."
"I guess Stacy is right. It would be good."
"Yeah, I'm going to go. I'll call Chris and grab something to eat and get ready," John lifted himself up from the chair, letting out a groan. He was still sore from work and he was going to feel it later. Maybe a few shots would make him feel better, "I'll see you guys later," John said Last as he exited the apartment.
Stacy had a sly smile plastered on her face. Her Plan may actually work, with it being in it's first few stages. Randy looked over at Stacy, noticing the smirk on her face. Suspicion grew and Randy wanted answers, "What are you smirking about?"
"Nothing," She answered quickly.
"I know! John and -"
"Hey Randy, Do you want to go have some sex?"
His eyes lite up like fireworks, "Do I EVER!" He jumped up and rushed into the bedroom.
She couldn't help but laugh. "Ah, Randy Randy.."
--
Dave and John Bradshaw Layfield were in the middle of another business talk. The two had been in deep discussion about the placement of the new restaurant. The Two sat on the outside Balcony, overlooking the front of the estate, "Okay, So I found this one place and I'm going to go check it out tomorrow and see how everything is," Answered Mr. Layfield.
"Where is it?" Dave asked.
"Over by the Pier. I thought it would be great and with the Pier being a huge tourist attraction, I thought it would be the best place to put it."
"Good thinking. Your quiet a good business man," Dave complimented, "The restaurant hasn't even opened and it looks like your going to have a bright future."
"Well, I did create something huge but Thanks Dave. I really appreciate that," JBL lightly smiled, "You never told me about yourself. What do you do this whole thing for? Someone special?"
"Nah, it's all for me. I don't have anyone anymore. I use to date this one girl, since High school but it never lasted."
"What happened? She Cheated?"
"No, It was something worse. She changed. She took her life into another direction with a whole new attitude and perspective and I didn't want any of it, so we called it quits," Dave muttered, "I see her sometimes since we share the same friends but it's still weird."
"Can't put the blame on your for that."
"But, I've moved on and I'll find someone someday," Dave noticed the time and he was going to be late for work, "I better get going. I have to make sure my chef doesn't burn the place down."
Letting out a chuckle, JBL Shook Dave's large hand, "I'll keep in touch and let you know of any other developments."
"I'll talk to you soon," Dave stepped down to the driveway, entering his Black Range rover. He let out a wave as he pulled out of the driveway and headed to the restaurant.
Just as he pulled out, A Silver Mercedes Convertible pulled into the long driveway and the driver, Candice Michelle noticed the vehicle that pulled out. It looked a bit familiar but she couldn't quiet put her finger on it. She parked directly in front the Porch where John stood with his smile and his White cowboy hat. She exited the car and walked right in front of him giving him a kiss, "Hey there Cowboy."
"Did you have a Good day?"
"I really did. Stacy looks absolutely amazing in her dress," Candice spoke in amazement, "But you'll see at the Wedding."
"I'm only coming to the reception but I'll see her."
"And Guess what?"
"What? Did you get another Modeling Job?" He asked, hoping to hear the word 'yes'
"No, But I wished," She rolled her eyes, "But I'm planning a Bachelorette Party!"
"You, planning a Party? Well, That's close to going back into Modeling."
"Shut up. But Stacy wasn't going to have one but I offered to make one. I have a lot of planning to do in order to make the best of her final night as a single lady," She cheered.
"Well, At least you'll be busy for a little while."
"Oh My God, where do I start? Hm, Should I get her a stripper? Maybe I could host it here or should I go to a club? Maybe I can talk.." And this was how Candice planned. She planned out loud.
--
"Oh, That was Amazing!" Randy was huffing and puffing after a intimate session of Love with her Future Bride. The two were practically Sex Addicts. They couldn't keep there paws off one another. No Wonder they were perfect for one another.
"You seize to Amaze me Mr. Orton," Stacy planted a light kiss on his cheek as she wrapped the sheets around her body while Randy keep his sheets above his waist, "It was some of the best."
"Well, We hadn't done it in a while since.. Oh Fuck…" Randy had just remembered what he had vowed to do but he failed.
"What's wrong? Is there something wrong?"
"Stacy, I broke it. I vowed not to have sex with you and I did!"
A few weeks ago, Randy made this Vow and He had just broken it, "Randy, It's okay. I mean, it's not your fault. I kind of made you in a way."
"But still-"
"Uh, We can just erase it. Or, we will start fresh. Starting today -8:56pm, Friday September 26th , Randy Orton and Stacy Keibler will not have sex until the Honeymoon. Is that understood? And we can't mess this up."
"I understand and we aren't going to mess this up!" Randy cheered proudly, "It's all going to be worth it."
"It sure will."
A few moments passed and the silence was quite awkward. What else were the two to do? They were both so good at Sex.
"Uh, Stacy?"
"Yes, Randy?"
"The Vow. Does the Vow go in affect at 11:00pm?"
"You know. I think it did so TECHINCALLY We can have sex. But at 11:00pm we cannot."
"I was thinking the same thing," He nodded along.
"I know, It's like Two minds!" She placed her two fingers up, "We are so perfect for one another."
"So, do you want to.."
"We've got two hours. GO GO GO!"
--
"Two Cosmos!" Trish ordered as the Bartender took down the Order. Torrie and Trish were ready to enjoy the night together. Two Single ladies, sipping on Cosmos and maybe doing some hooking up. Ah, Only time would tell where this night would take this two lucky ladies. Torrie, dressed in her Navy Blue Chiffon Dress with Black heels and her hair down in a ponytail while Trish was dressed in her tight dark jeans, Black lacey Corset with Black bumps and her hair flowing downward.
"I'm so happy we decided to come out," Torrie spoke as she stared out into the crowd of people.
Code Red was packed. Hotel Room Service sung by Pitbull was blasting through the speakers, along with the flashing lights and strobe lights. It was the perfect club scene.
"I know, Look at the crowd. We are going to Dance our asses off," Trish pointed out, "After a few drinks that is."
"I haven't had a cosmo in like months!" Torrie complained, "But tonight is going to be great."
"Here's your Cosmos Ladies," The Bartender presented the girls.
"Thank you," Torrie said as she and Trish each grabbed a glass, "Okay, Should we say a quick toast."
"Okay, here's to Torrie, A great Friend and I hope she decided to stay in L.A," Trish smiled.
"And To Trish, A Wonderful Friend who should shut up sometimes and leave Torrie alone. Cheers!" They clinked glasses and took a sip, "Wow, they taste even better here."
"And that's why you need to come back here. It's a sign from God."
"Trish, Knock it off."
"I think he's telling me something now. He's say Torrie if you go back to New York, Trish is going to kick your ass and Tie you down and force you to live in her basement."
"Oh My God, I think I hear him too."
"What is he saying?" Trish acted so seriously as if Torrie was speaking to the man upstairs.
"He's saying Trish should duck tape her mouth because more Trash comes out of it then what's in her Garbage."
"Ha-Ha, So funny," Trish rolled her eyes until she noticed two familiar Faces, "Oh My God, Torrie. John and Chris are here."
Torrie turned around to find her current roomate and her cousin coming into the club. John, dressed jeans and Armani Exchange shirt while Chris wore black jeans and a Black button down shirt, with the top buttons opened up.
John and Torrie immediately locked eyes. Her Green eyes stared into His ocean blue eyes. This was the longest, one another stared at each other ever since John discovered Torrie living in his apartment. This night was going great but now with him around, Torrie wasn't going to have an amazing time.
The two guys walked over to Trish and Torrie, pushing through other people, "Hey Girls," Chris smiled.
"Hey Guys," Torrie and Trish smiled.
"What are you guys doing here?" Chris asked.
"Me and Torrie are having a Girls night out. We hadn't went out before and we thought this was the Perfect time to do so," Trish smirked, "And what are you guys doing?"
"Having a Guys night out," John simply answered.
"Well, isn't this just quiet surprising," Torrie commented.
"Tell me about it," John spoke as he noticed the bartender, "I'm going to the bathroom real quick. I'll be back."
"I think I should go," Torrie looked away, with a sadness type of tone on.
"What? Why? Is it cause of John?" Trish asked, "Tor, It's going to be fine. You just need to let loose and have a good time."
"Trish, I just can't.."
"Tor, Give it a shot. Just Have a good time like Trish said. It wouldn't hurt and you need to get out sometimes."
"Still, It's because of him. I live with him and that's hard enough. I'm just going to go home. You stay Trish. You and Chris will have a good time," Torrie spoke, "I promise I'll do this another night just not this one."
Torrie walked way not looking back at the two.
"Well, It leaves us two," Chris spoke, "Do you maybe want to dance?"
Trish let out a smile, hearing those words from her Ex, "I'd love too."
Torrie quietly exited the club. Walking out, she saw the line that it took to get in and was glad she came a bit early but sad that she was living early. She walked down the street, to the corner looking for an empty taxi cab. She leaned on the Lamp post, waiting for a taxi to come by. The window was blowing gently and Torrie could hear different noises.
She heard a distinct noise. One that sounded like kissing and sucking. She turned around and saw two figures, A man and a woman. The Man was all over the woman, kissing her from neck to her lips. Torrie looked closely and was shocked to see who it was.
It was John.
And he was Moving on.
Torrie could feel herself starting to cry. Seeing this was worse then anything else. Watching someone you clearly are still in love with, making out with some random redhead was really hurtful. Finally to Torrie's rescue, a Taxi arrived. She jetted inside and drove away as fast as she could.
Little did she know, John knew she was there. It was a setup. A plan. This plan only consisted off getting rid of Torrie. Pushing her Farther and Farther way to the point of no Return.
--
"Jeff, could you just clean that stuff up and then you can leave?"
"No Problemo, Mr. Matterson," Jeff answered to his boss. He had just finished cooking a dinner for a small Award Party over in Hollywood. He had made a range off food from Italian to French to Japanese. He could probably do anything. He finished cleaning up what he had and quickly tossed everything away.
"All done."
"Alright I got your payday. Here it is," Mr. Matterson handed him a envelope full of cash, for the few nights of hard work, "Now, Don't spend it all away."
"I save my money for your information."
"You save money? HA! You funny Jeff," Mr. Matterson said while laughing, "I'll see you tomorrow."
"Yeah, See ya," Jeff grabbed his duffel bag and quickly exited the catering place. Walking down Hollywood Boulevard, He had a special meeting with someone. He reached the Corner and found a Black SUV parked there.
He knocked on the window, and there he was. The Miz, "Jeffery, I thought you'd never come back to me."
"I got your money so now give me my stuff," Jeff ordered, "right now."
"Whoa, Relax. Here it is," He handed him a black plastic bag, "Now, that will be eight hundred."
"Just perfect amount that I got in here," Jeff handed him the payday he had just received from his boss and he did the exact opposite of saving it, "I'll give you a call in a week or two, when I need a refill."
The Miz just drove away into the dark night.
Jeff started to walk down the street, heading to the bus that would take him home. He was holding onto the black bag with his hand until he collided with someone, causing the bag to fall on the floor spilling over.
"Sorry," He muttered to the figure, "I wasn't paying attention."
The figure looked up and it was a girl. She had Brown hair and light brown eyes that simply matched. She stared at him, finding Jeff to be familiar, "I'm sorry. I wasn't paying attention.
"Shit," Jeff muttered noticing his bag had fallen and he started to pick it up.
She looked down and started to help Jeff put the stuff back into the bag but was greeted by roughness, "Let me help."
"No, don't."
She noticed the different drugs in the bag but decided to keep her mouth shut to avoid any conflict. He could be Dangerous, "Well, I'm sorry."
"It's okay," He simply said as he walked away into the night.
The Woman stood there, completely puzzled. She had seen him before. Maybe she befriended him. She just couldn't put her finger on it, "He looked very familiar. How do I Know him?"
And it would remain a mystery, for now.
A/N: So, What did you all think? Thanks to Ainat, Babygurl-x, DenaDiva, cenationandjames54, Jorrieprincess, xTwistedxImperfectionx, and Lily for the wonderful reviews. It means so Much.
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