Okay so I'm starting to get into the story here, this time its just a flash back, but it's important to the next chapter so bear with me here.

I woke up to an empty bed. I slowly got up into a sitting position on the bed. I wounded if he left yet, I hope not I want to say goodbye. I heard something in the living room. Good, he's not gone yet. I slowly crept out of bed and headed to the room and saw him getting his guns and other weapons ready for the trip. He was in his "uniform" so to speak.
"Leaving so soon. " I ask in a sarcastic manner.
"Ha. Gotta do what I gotta do sugar." He said as he closed the gab between us.
"So who ya killin this time, some rich mobster again?" I chuckled.
"No, not this time." He said.
"So when you leavin?"
"As soon as I'm done packin." He said, zipping up the duffel bag.
"It'll be real quiet around here without you." I said half smiling, half frowning.
"I'll be back before you know it, hell maybe I'll even finish early."
And with that he was done packing and we said our goodbyes, kissed, and he was off. The rest of the day went slowly after that. I at least had my job I could go to. But other than that I had nothing to do and I don't work today. Your probably wondering where I work. Well it's not much but I'm a bartender at Charlie's Bar and Grill. There's a lot of jackasses that come in though. Like this one guy, he was a middle aged man with sleek brown and gray hair, and he wore a striped suit and polished suit. He came up to the bar and ordered a beer. So of course me having my nosey habits start talking to him.
FLASH BACK
"You don't look like you live in these parts, where you from?" I asked cleaning a glass.
"Maine." He said taking a sip of his beverage.
"Damn, whatcha doin all the way down here in New York?"
"You ask a lot of question." He said. I wasn't so sure about him, I got a creepy vibe off of him.
"That's my job, besides it makes it less boring." I said setting the glass down now that it was clean.
"Right. Do you have any other jobs?" He had a pervish smile on his face.
"No." I flatly said. Picking up a empty bottle, about to toss it out.
"So answer me this, what's it take to get you out of those panties?" He said still having the smile on his face.
Consider the line crossed on that one.
"That will be $5.45 sir." Was all I said.
"Aw come on don't be like that doll." He started leaning closer to me over the counter.
I was clenching the bottle tighter.
"Sir cash or card?"
"Ones." He stuck his hand out to touch my face but before he did I took the bottle still clenched in my hand, drew it back and swung it at his face. The bottle flew into a thousand pieces and some dug into his face.
"YOU LITTLE FUCKING BITCH!" He screamed clutching the side of his face.
While he was distracted I hoped over the bar grabbed my bag and ran out the door before anyone had a chance to realize what happened. It was dark and I could barely see. Good thing Wade picked me up around this time. He should be close by. I heard the bar door open and the creepy man was chasing me with a bunch of guys behind him. Shit, he's probably some mobster. I thought. I took a turn down an alleyway. It was a dead end. I tried running out of there but it was too late, they caught up to me. There were five guys after one small girl. Great, always gotta open your mouth Summer.
"Your gonna pay for that you little whore." Said the creepy man with the bleeding face.
Aw shit what do I do, what do I do. Think Summer think! I backed up and tripped over something. I didn't bother getting up, I just slid back further. One of the took out a pocket knife and walked closer to me. I did what ever girl would do in this situation. I screamed. I screamed at the top of my lungs, but I was cut off with a hard hit to the face. My head hit the ground hard enough for me to get dizzy. I was conscious enough to hear screams of pain though. After that I don't remember anything besides waking up in my apartment with Wade.

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