Disclaimer: I don't own the crow.
Chapter 5 To His Liking
"Lola, baby, did ya miss me," Luc asked in his smart ass like tone. Lola walked away from him and tried not to make eye contact. "Come here, Shorty."
"Excuse me? Nobody calls me shorty not even you."
"Sorry, babe. Why are you so mad at me huh?" He walked over to her as if she was some kind of prey that would just run away from him. She turned to him looking sad and gave a face of disgrace.
"You leave me in that car to kill off Jimmy and you go and get yourself killed."
"Listen I'm sorry but I had to kill that punk and---"
"and you end up failing and leaving me to rot by myself, wanted by the police. Thanks so much, Luc." Pestilence, War, and Famen looked shock. Lola never fought back she always just took Luc's crap and was done with it.
"Listen baby you're not taking the shots here, I am. So don't you think of getting in my way or stopping me," Luc said grabbing her arm with great force.
"Let go of me you punk." She said trying to get away. He finally let go and almost threw her to the ground.
"You listen to me you little girl, everything will be to my liking and not yours got it?"
"Fine but if you don't do this right I'm leaving," she said getting up almost crying.
"Listen, Lola Bear, everything will be fine," he said pausing looking into her eyes, "Everything will be fine."
A/N I really don't like this chapter but it might whet your appetite or it might not but until next time, Libby Lou.