A/N : Well hello again. I love muh two reviewers 4eva they are the business! Still aint
Chapter 5
"Woman, would you open ya eyes!" John yelled at Rylee as they swerved through the traffic.
"Awww, is Johnny boy scared?" Rylee pouted as her cell phone started to ring. "John will you get that for me?"
"Why should I?" He smirked.
"Find then I'll get it." Rylee leaned back, using her knees to steer the steering wheel, she grabbed her phone from the floor.
"RYLEE!"
"Hello, Rylee Phoenix McMahon, the most kick ass punk in the world and the BEST driver. How may I help."
"Hello, Rylee Phoenix McMahon…" John mimicked.
"I told you not to get lonely Rylee. I will be back for you." Benji's voice sneered down the phone.
"I think you've got the wrong number." Rylee said through gritted teeth, trying her best to conceal the fact that every last ounce of color had just drained out of her face.
"Ry, who is it?" John asked as she stared straight into space.
"I know you're with that muscle bound ape. I know where you are, I know you Rylee…"
"What do you mean you know me!" Rylee screamed tears running down her face. Reflexes told John to grab the phone out of the punk's hand.
"Who the hell is this?" John growled down the phone only to hear the end of Benji's threats.
"I will get you back, you will be mine. You will love me and if you don't then I will kill you." Benji snarled before the line went dead.
Rylee pulled her shining silver Ferrari Enzo into the parking lot behind the Malmaison hotel on the river front in Newcastle.
"Did he do that to you?" John said grabbing Rylee's arm, she winced in pain. Where there had been red and white marks less than an hour ago there was now a nasty blue and purple bruise running the length of her forearm.
Rylee could only nod her head as fresh tears sprung from her eyes and rolled down her mascara stained cheeks.
"Why didn't you tell me?" John whispered gently massaging her forearm with his thumbs. She sighed, finally someone that could take away the pain. Someone that cared for her more than any friend could.
"I'm sorry John, but I just-" Rylee started, more tears rolling down her cheeks.
"Sssh, come on, lets go inside." John opened up the passenger door and ran around to open Rylee's as well. He collected their bags from the trunk of the car and hoisted them up onto his shoulder. He draped his arm around Rylee's shoulders and guided her into the hotel.
The pair walked into the classic contemporary hotel, and headed straight for the elevators. John pinged in the required floor number and held Rylee close to him while he watched the elevator climb up, higher into the building.
They stepped out of the elevator and on to the deserted corridor, Rylee pulled out the room key and opened the door. John dropped the bags down onto the floor and then flung himself back onto the bed.
"You wanna show me what you bought?" John smirked when he saw a smile form on the punk's face.
A/N: Short I know but the next one will be slightly longer. Love n hugs x Abbey x