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Julie got ready for the day, opening her apartment as she did every single day and stepped out, nearly tripping on a box left right in front of it.
"Crap!" She cursed and kneeled to check this box's contents out. She lifted the big dark blue lid and mumbled a few obscenities as she saw what it lay inside : a white cowboy hat. She grabbed the offensive item and made her way downstairs to the Falcon. Kristin and Ally were already there, getting things ready so they could open the shop up.
"Very funny." Julie shouted as she lifted the hand with which she held the hat. Her co-workers laughed out loud.
"Amber Waves?" Kristin asked, still laughing. Julie totally ignored that and glared at Ally, she fully intended to make her feel really bad about what she had done to her.
"What? Aw! Come on, Ju. Don't tell me you're mad about that."
"No… I'm not mad…"
"Good! I knew you'd understand…"
"I'm furious! What the hell were you thinking?!" She shouted, making the pairs of eyes that looked at her, widen in shock. "As if it wasn't enough forcing me to dance in front of all those jackass horny guys and take my clothes off, I had to do a lap dance for a guy that I wished never to see again! And that wasn't all! I got into trouble afterwards! Not that it really matters to you, but it does to me! I should have never been in that club in the first place. All because of a boyfriend that isn't even mine! That was yesterday, I was all too willing to forget all about Amber Waves. But then today I step out of my apartment and nearly break my neck over a god damn box with a freaking cowboy hat in it! And you think I understand!?"
It took Ally a moment to get over the shock and to be able to speak. "Julie, I'm truly sorry!"
"You should be!"
"I didn't mean to leave you there. I just got carried with the whole obsessive girlfriend thing! You're right, I shouldn't have dragged you to that place. I'm so truly sorry! Tell me what you want! Anything! I was wrong. Terribly wrong. And the hat is a bad joke, of some really bad taste."
Julie sighed and dropped herself on a little red couch in a corner of the coffeeshop. "I meant what I said, I'll never trust you or your sources again when it comes to something like this."
"Alright! From now on, I'll take the risks myself."
Julie smirked. "Did I at least look good?" She put the hat on and placed her index finger on her mouth, slightly pouting. Kristin and Ally dropped on the couch next to her, unable to hold their laughter.
"I guess all the wolf whistling kind of answers that question." Ally chuckled.
"You said you got into trouble afterwards… What kind of trouble?" Kristin curiously asked while taking the hat off Julie's head so she could take a good look at it. It was pretty.
Julie groaned. "Never mind."
"No, serious Ju. Is there anything I can do? After all, it was my fault." Ally heartily asked.
Julie simply shook her head in denial. "Your time to make it up to me will come, don't worry. And it'll be something big."
Ally laughed. "Alright, I deserve that."
"Ok girls. Aprons on. We've got work to do." She snapped the hat out of Kristin's hand. "But I keep the hat!"
...
"Heco, where the fuck is that shit?"
"I…" Heco sounded a little anxious, even though his boss' voice didn't contain as much anger as any other ordinary day. Billy seemed in a relatively normal mood, not that that meant any good.
"You fucking used it, didn't you?" His tone remained the same, which slightly started to concern Heco.
"Yeah…" He answered, unsure of himself. "I'll make it up to you Billy!"
"Leave it. We already have enough to hand to that bastard." Heco stood flabbergasted, not having expected this kind of reaction from Billy.
"Man, are you alright?"
"Yeah. Why?"
"Nothing. It's just that…"
"Get the fuck out of here Heco."
"Yeah. Alright. Bye." Heco didn't take his chances, as long as Billy felt like forgiving, he would take it with both hands.
Billy leaned against the chair he sat on and looked at the clock. Time to meet dad. He got to the Shop much sooner than he had anticipated as usually, time crawled for him. Not today though, his memory kept flashing him vivid images of a stripping Amber Waves, moving that pretty little ass around. It certainly kept his mind from thinking about the hippopotamus he was about to face. Billy got out of his car and made his way into the Body Shop. The angry pitbull barked and showed his big sharp teeth, a thick chain kept him from attacking Billy's leg.
"Ha! Finally decided to show your fucking face again, son?"
Billy didn't bother with an answer, simply handing his backpack to Bones. "Here's the money."
Bones flipped it upside down and let the stash of last night's sale fall on his dark wood filthy desk. "Hmm…" He threw aside his gun, it falling out of his immediate reach, then quickly counted his income, his thick fingers eagerly grabbing each pack of dollars. "Look at that son!" Bones shouted out of the blue, making Billy jump. Just because his dad had a good day, it didn't mean his son did not have to worry and could relax. "That's what I fucking want to see: results. I see you and your faggot friends finally decided to put in some hard work, using those perfectly good corners I gave you." He roughly tossed Billy's backpack back to him. "Get the fuck out of here." No second orders needed.
"Bodie." He called his old friend on his cell phone as soon as he got into his car. "Tonight is a free night, we've earned it."
...
Today, the coffeeshop did not seem so rushed, only the regulars showed up to get their addiction fulfilled. They all complimented Julie's hat, making jokes about it, without really knowing why in heavens she had it on in the first place or where she got it from. For the girls, it was just a reason to laugh and lighten the mood. Kristin had just taken off as it happened to be her turn to deliver the coffee at the hospital.
"Julie?" Ally tried to get her attention, her purse dangling from her shoulder, ready to leave.
"Yeah?"
"I'm so sorry about last night. Really."
"It's alright Ally. I'm not that mad anymore."
"What happened after I left?"
"Nothing."
"What kind of trouble Julie?"
"I told you, nothing! Don't worry about it."
"Does it have something to do with what Ash wanted to talk to you about? You had a cut in your lip the other day. Where did that come from? Did that freaky guy show up here again?"
"What freaky guy?"
"Billy Darley's brother."
"What? He came here? When?"
"The day Mark finally managed to kidnap you. He wanted to deliver a message from his brother but didn't want to tell us what it was. Julie, what's going on?"
Julie sighed. "It's nothing Ally. Just forget about it."
"Are you using drugs?!"
"Hell no! No… It has nothing to do with drugs."
"Then what Ju? That guy is bad news. Very bad news. Stay away from him."
Julie tried. "Yeah I know. Look…" She managed to fake a believable smile. "I can handle it. There's nothing to worry about, ok?"
"Are you sure?" Ally saw through Ju, not buying her denial for a second.
"Yeah. Now go home."
"Alright… Good night!"
"Bye!"
Was it too late to get away from the claws of this irresistible lion? Somewhere deep down, she truly hoped she had the spunk to deny him. Julie turned the volume of the radio up and started on the last job for the day. She grumbled a little at hearing Britney Spears' voice, but this song was a little addictive. It's tune sticking like glue, making it hard to resist the urge to dance and sing along. Julie danced along through the Falcon, her cloth dancing over each table's surface, following her moves. "Are you sure you want a piece of me?"
"Fucking yeah." A deep husky voice said behind her, nearly giving her a heart attack.
"Hell! You really should learn to knock!" Julie tried to catch her breath.
"Door was open." Billy smirked.
"Damn Ally!" Julie silently cursed her friend. "Whatever. We're closed. You know that Darley. I can't get you anything and if you try to get near me, I'll send the cops on your ass!"
He chuckled at her cautious defiant tone. "I was hoping I'd get a private show from Amber Waves."
"Fuck you!"
"Anytime. You already have the hat on. The rest doesn't need to be there anyway."
"I mean it. Leave or I'll call the cops!"
"Still mad?" He asked casually as he made his way to the little couch, he took his usual leather jacket off and sat down, staring her up and down.
Julie knew she couldn't throw him out with force and she really didn't want to involve the cops. The only thing she could do, ignore him and his mesmerizing eyes. She kept cleaning the place as if she was by herself, except that she had stopped having fun, dancing and singing. Maybe he'd feel ignored, maybe he'd get annoyed and just take off, though she knew how small those odds were.
Billy studied every move of hers. He wasn't used to girls ignoring him, they normally threw themselves at his feet. The fact she had that cowboy hat on, didn't really help to keep his wild thoughts in check, not that he intended to anyway. Two could play this game, she was about to find out. If she chose to ignore him, he would play along, although it did irritate him to some point.
She sparked his nerves, yet he knew her temper would betray her sooner than his. She didn't look like someone who could keep quiet for very long, sooner or later she'd drop the attitude. Of course, his experience hit it right on the head, by the time Julie put up the last chair, she had about enough of the silent stare and game of ignorance.
"Look… Just leave and I won't do anything. Alright?" She placed her hands on her hips, waiting for him to speak.
He slowly got up and walked over, only answering when he stood a few feet away from her. "Are you afraid?"
"Of what? You?" She smirked, a tiny bit nervous at his closeness. "Oh please Darley! You have to take a lot more classes to scare me."
"So you like scary games, huh?" He took one more step.
"No. I don't like games at all. And if you get one step closer, you're gonna pay for it."
"I thought you said you weren't afraid."
"I'm not." She stated. "But you smell bad." She shrugged.
"You're lying."
"Smell yourself then."
"I didn't mean to take up the bet."
"I'm not interested in your excuses."
"I'm not making any. You're the one who keeps trying to find fucking excuses to not get near me."
"Maybe… and killing people is one of them."
"Ever heard of self defense?"
"Right. Of course! That justifies everything." She replied sarcastically, somehow noticing he had taken another step towards her. Her hand reached for her cell phone inside her back pocket. "I warned you."
He moved faster then her, grabbing her hand that held the cell phone, yanking it out and tossing it onto a table. Her free hand went flying up to try to rescue the other one from his grip, but before she got hold of his hand, his other one grabbed it too. He had a strong hold on her and she could only blame herself.
"Don't even think about fucking kicking me." He whispered.
"Don't even think about touching me." She tried to shake herself free, resulting in his grip even tightening.
His smirk turned into a grin. "I'm already touching you." He pulled her real close and crashed his lips on hers. Julie didn't fight against it, she couldn't, yet she knew she'd regret it later. Her reaction proved her a liar. He didn't smell bad at all, his cologne impregnated her nostrils, mixed with a faint smell of his cigarettes. It was so manly, so strong, so irresistible...
Their tongues played a twisting game with each other, his hands curled around her body, forcing her closer to him. The kiss grew hungrier, his hands moving restlessly to her hips, hers traveled up to his neck. His facial hair tickled her soft skin as he sucked her neck, her head jerked back at the tingly sensations. With a fast flick, he sent a chair flying on the ground and placed her up on the little table. Her legs embraced his hips as he kissed her collar bone, exposed by her green v-neck blouse. She felt his back muscles contracting under her hands and closed her eyes, softly moaning in pleasure.
He trailed up back, tossing the hat to the side, his hand moving to the nape of her neck, twisting her hair in his fingers and met her mouth for a dirty long french kiss. Her turn to fool around with his desire. Julie's lips followed his jaw line as his hands sneaked underneath her blouse, caressing up and down her back. She reached for his ear, bit his earlobe a little harder than necessary, making him groan, surely not in pain. She smiled and continued to trail down his neck. If possible, if they could get any closer, their burning bodies would melt together, become one.
"Oops!" A sarcastic male voice came from the entrance, both jumped apart and looked in the same direction, still breathing hard.
At the same time Billy's eyes met the figure standing at the door, his hand automatically went for his gun.
"No no Darley!" The dark haired guy aimed his gun at Julie. "Drop it." Her chest, that was quickly moving up and down, stopped abruptly.
"What the fuck are you doing here Rawson?" The intruder's words were useless, Billy already had his gun pointed at him. Fury emanated from his pores, his composure, his heaving muscular chest and flared nostrils gave it away.
"I came here to pay your little girlfriend a visit. I heard she's a damn good dancer."
Billy grabbed Julie's arm, roughly yanking her off the table, sending her behind him. She was too surprised to complain. "Get the fuck out of here. I've let you fucking live once, there won't be a next time."
"How gentle of you pal." Rawson's voice was totally filled with dark sarcasm. He jerked his head a little to the left and met Julie's eyes, that curiously peaked from behind the tall wall that Billy had become. "Hello, sugar." Her eyes angrily narrowed in response. "I'm sorry, I've interrupted your fun. But you can always have more and better, you know." Rawson motioned to himself.
It was the first time Julie really saw his face. He had short dark brown hair that matched his dark eyes. Billy cocked his gun. He had no patience, especially with this guy.
"Don't hurry yourself Darley." Rawson motioned behind Billy and Julie. She glanced over her shoulder to see what he tried to say. A surprised and shocked gasp escaped her. Behind them, another guy aimed at them, grinning. Julie grabbed Billy's black t-shirt with both hands. He finally glanced at the guy standing behind them, but his attention quickly went back to his rival.
"See what I mean?" Rawson smirked. "You need to know who you are playing with before starting the game. You got to be patient Darley. Now I got you and your girl trapped. Isn't that just plain cool?"
Feeling Julie extremely close to him, Billy decided on a reckless move before the guy at his back could reach any of them. One hand held still, gun pointed at Rawson, the other traveled to the small of Julie's back, bringing her even closer. He quickly turned and took a step backwards, a wall providing some backup now and he could face both attackers.
"Clever Darley. Clever but stupid. I could have shot at your very first move."
Julie didn't let go of Billy's shirt for a second. His move had been pretty tricky, but she managed to keep up without tripping, that'd have been the worst of the mistakes in times like this. With two guns aiming in her direction, she feared for her life, for his life. The air felt extremely heavy, Julie found it hard to breath. She could see no light at the end of this tunnel. How would they escape from this?
"Come here sugar. I don't mean to harm you."
"You get near her and I'll blow your fucking head off!" Billy hissed.
Rawson cocked his gun and so did his partner. "Your choice sugar. If you don't come I'll shoot your stinking boyfriend and you'll go down with him. If you come, we can think of more pleasant ways to amuse ourselves."
"Fucking stay right where you are Julie!"
"It's up to you, sugar." His words made Julie's stomach churn with disgust. If she stayed they'd both die right there, if she went along… Two things could happen : Rawson could have his way or he'd just shoot Billy anyway. There was no time to think. She let go of Billy's shirt.
"Don't fucking do that!" Billy shouted, still holding her close.
"There's no other way!"
"Just fucking stay where you are." That meant that she should grab his t-shirt again, she did as said. Julie had no choice but to fully trust him. He had been here before, in such a situation, she hoped.
No one blinked, it all happened too fast. Once Billy felt Julie securely tucked against his back, he launched himself to the ground, bringing Julie along. Bullets flew around the place and Julie heard three different voices groan in anguish. One, she was sure it, had came out of her mouth. When she opened her eyes, Billy lay on top of her and they were hiding behind the counter. A loud siren in the distance distracted her for an instant, then, everything went deadly silent.
"Are you alright?" He asked, his voice still broodingly dark, full of anger.
"Yeah." She placed her hand on her temple, it was bleeding, thankfully not too bad. Julie carefully got up and slowly looked around, no one in sight thanks to the police siren in the distance. She sighed heavily as she saw the smashed glasses around and the bullet hole in the wall. "Great." She muttered. Julie jumped when another glass crashed on to the floor.
Billy had tried to get up but slipped, in an attempt to find support, he brought a glass down. At the moment his butt touched the ground, he groaned in obvious pain, just then Julie noticed what had happened.
"Holly shit!" She kneeled beside him, a cloth already in her hand, which she pushed onto the bleeding wound in his right shoulder. He had been shot. As much as he tried to hide his pain, Billy couldn't hold back his painful hiss. "Oh God!"
"I'm fine." He tried to get up again, but couldn't support his own weight.
"Like hell you are!"
Julie's head was spinning, she couldn't think straight. Billy closed his eyes and Julie intuitively placed her hand on his face, his skin was cold. "No… Hey." She gently patted his cheeck, forcing him to open his eyes. "Stay with me. Keep your eyes open. I'll get help." Her voice cracked, she felt scared.
Julie ran and started looking for her cell phone. As soon as she found it, not really knowing how it hadn't been smashed to pieces, she dialed the emergency number.
"All the ambulances are out Miss. I'm sorry you're gonna have to wait a little longer."
"He's dying and you want me to wait?!" She shouted angrily, then throwing it down. Julie ran back to Billy, grabbing his arm and laying it across her shoulders. "Come on big boy." She encouraged as she tried her best to help him get up. Her stomach turned as she saw the amount of blood he was loosing, he needed help and needed it soon. As quick as they could, they made their way out to her car.
Billy dropped himself on the passenger's seat, Julie jumped in and crashed her foot on the gas. She made it to the hospital in record time. Julie left Billy inside the car and ran as fast as she could to the emergency department, totally ignoring the security guard shouting at her. She had parked on the ambulances' place.
Billy's view got all blurred, but he saw two men dressed in white come for him. He fought back, he didn't want to be carried to God knows where. Julie's voice shouted at him.
"Stop being a jerk Darley! You've been shot!"
He finally gave in and let them take him inside.
"You're gonna have to wait here Miss."
Julie sighed. There was nothing else she could do for him. She headed to reception.
"Hi, can I use your phone?"
"Sure. Miss, do you need help?" Julie looked at the nurse puzzled. "You're bleeding." She pointed out the obvious.
"Ah no. That's nothing. I'm fine. May I?"
"Sure." The nurse handed her the phone. Julie's hand shook while she pressed the buttons.
"Hello?"
"Ash. Hi!"
"Hey Julie! How are you?"
"Are you in the Four Roses?"
"Yeah. Why?"
"Is there anyone of the Darley gang there?"
"Why?"
"Is there?"
"Yeah. Joe is here. You wanna talk to him?"
"Yes!"
"Heeey Hottieee!" Joe Darley sounded desperately drunk.
"Joe, your brother's been shot. Get your ass to hospital."
"What?!" He sounded as if someone had slapped him.
"You heard me! Tell the others!" She hung up without another word and smiled to the kind nurse. "Thank you."
"Julie?"
"Mark! Hi!" She turned to face him. "Is he gonna be fine?"
"Who?" He asked confused. "What happened to you?"
"I'm fine. Billy's been shot."
"Billy? Billy Darley?"
"Yes!"
"You were with him? Julie, what are you doing hanging out with him?! Have you lost your mind?!"
She started to shove him towards the door through which they had carried Billy earlier. "Go check if he's ok!"
"Julie!" Another voice called and she turned back again. Joe had made it in record time. "Where the fuck is he?"
"They took him in. I sent a friend to check if he's alright."
"What the fuck happened?" Bodie asked, hot on Joe's tail.
Julie told them everything, well, not everything, just the importantly scary part. Bodie quickly called the others to warn them, telling them to keep their eyes open. Rawson had just bought himself a death sentence.
"Hey!" Joe grabbed the arm of a nurse who passed us, "Take care of her," pointing at Julie.
"I'm fine Joe."
"You're fucking bleeding."
"It's nothing."
"My brother did say you have a fucking attitude! Go!" He pushed her towards the nurse who led her to a room.
Joe ran his fingers through his short hair. He couldn't lose his brother, he was every fucking thing he had left. Damn, if it hadn't been for Julie, he would have lost him already. He, they owed her.
...
"There you go Miss." The nurse smiled at Julie after taking care of her wounds.
"Thank you." Just then, Mark walked into the room.
"Hello Doctor Mark, anything I can help you with?" The nurse smiled.
"No, it's ok. I need a word with Julie." He replied kindly. The nurse nodded and walked away. She had seen that girl here before, she chuckled imagining how long they'd take. Hospital's gossips were the juicers.
Mark stared at Julie, who still sat on the stretcher. "What?"
"What were you doing with that thug?"
She ignored him. "Is he gonna be fine?"
"He's in surgery right now, but he's lucky, no damage to any major organs. He's going to recover soon." She sighed in relief. "Now answer me Julie. I told you that guy is dangerous."
"And you weren't the only one." She mumbled.
"It could be you in on that table! What were you thinking?"
"Gee! You're starting to sound like the general… I know that he's dangerous, but he's not as bad as you might think."
"I don't think you got it. I've rescued a lot of people harmed by the Darley gang, and it wasn't just a scratch or a black eye. Actually, I wasn't able to rescue the majority of their victims."
"He protected me Mark."
"Billy Darley only protects himself."
"You don't know him."
"Do you?"
She bit her lower lip. "That's not the point... I wanna see him."
"I'm sorry. I can't let you. You're not family."
"People don't need to know that."
"Julie…"
"Please?"
"Why do you care?"
"I don't know." She answered honestly and without hesitation.
"You really are a rebel, aren't you?" He chuckled, but the humor had left his voice, he felt defeated, defeated by a gang lord.
"Thanks!" She smiled.
"Just promise you'll be careful and not get too close."
Julie couldn't help but laugh at that warning, but she nodded nevertheless. Mark had no idea of how close she had already gotten.
...
Billy's eyes shot open. He lay in a poorly illuminated room, all silent, except for the beeping of the machines next to him. It took a while for him to remember what had happened, that's when he realized he lay in a hospital room. He angrily ripped out the little tube that stuck inside his nose and moved his head around, his right shoulder was wrapped and ached.
"Stay away…" A frightened voice whispered. Billy frowned and directed his look to where it had came from. Julie's head rested on the edge of his bed, her eyes closed. She had a gauze bandage on her forehead and a band-aid on her left cheek. "Billy, no…" She whispered again, fear no longer shining through. She talked in her sleep, Billy chuckled amused.
"She's been doing this ever since she fell asleep."
"Joe."
"I knew you'd make it man."
"How did you get here?"
"Hottie called. She's pretty much the hero brother, saved your ass."
"I'm gonna fucking kill him for this. Should have done that a fucking long time ago!"
"Shhh. You're gonna wake her up."
"No… Stay away… Billy please." Julie whispered.
"Man, she keeps asking you to stay away. Are you that bad?" Joe chuckled.
"Fuck you."
"I'll call the boys and tell them you're awake." Joe left the room.
Billy placed his hand on the top of her head, she didn't move, his comforting hand didn't stop her fear.
"There's no other way… No!" She shouted the last word and lifted her head up so suddenly, his hand fell down on her shoulder.
Her eyes were wide open, little bags forming under them. She looked a mess, but still an attractive mess. Julie looked around and saw Billy staring and smiling at her. She carefully placed her hand on her bandaged temple, sighing heavily. "I was talking in my sleep, wasn't I?"
"Yeah."
"… What did I say?"
"My name." He smirked.
"Blame a pretty bad nightmare." She smiled at him, catching him by surprise. "How are you feeling?"
"Like I've been fucking shot."
"That was pretty stupid, you know." He opened his mouth to say something but she didn't give him a chance. "You shouldn't have played Superman for me. But… I'm glad you did. Thank you."
"You hit your head pretty fucking hard, didn't you?" He chuckled.
"To thank someone who jumps in front of a bullet to protect me is the least I can do."
"You think that's what I did?" He let a small amused laugh out. Julie's eyes narrowed, her anger firing up. Before she could get up, he grabbed her hand. "Hey! I'm kidding…"
"You're a jack ass Darley. I hate you."
"I hate you too."
"I'll call the doctor to check on you."
"I don't need a fucking doctor." He tried to get up, but Julie's hands pushed him back down.
"You stay right there until the doctor says you can go."
"Do I look like someone who can be forced to lay in a fucking hospital bed?"
"No, you look like someone who fucking needs it." She snapped back.
"Why did you do it?"
"Do what?"
"Bring me here."
"What was I supposed to do? Leave you there to bleed to death? I know I'm gonna regret saying this, but I don't hate you that much. I have a heart."
"Hmm…"
"Yeah, I wasn't really expecting a thank you from you." He chuckled. "Where's Joe?"
"He went to call the others. He told me you solved everything and called him… I thought you said you weren't into the gang thing?"
Julie shook her head. "I don't want to be involved in this."
"You don't need to be. I can keep you out of that part of my shit."
"Stop it."
"What are you afraid of?"
"I'm not afraid."
"Then what's your fucking problem?"
"I can't figure out why you want me."
"You're not afraid of me."
"No."
"It wasn't a question. God knows why, you're not afraid of punching me, even knowing I could kill you for it."
"Anyone can kill me."
"No." He shook his head and pulled her closer to him. Their faces were mere inches apart. The gentle breeze made by his breath made her knees tremble. She hated him for having this effect on her. "Why are you so fucking stubborn?"
"Because you're a fucking jerk." She answered not moving her face away. Julie didn't even realize he practically had her laying on the bed with him, his good arm embracing her waist.
"That's true." He moved his head closer to hers. His goatee and mustache touched her soft kin as he placed a kiss in her neck. He felt her swallowing hard and smiled. "Still mad?" He whispered and before he could make good use of his charming skills again, she pushed herself away from him and slapped his face.
"Get some rest Darley." She didn't look back, walking out of the room.
"Bitch…" He chuckled amused.
That evil woman with the wicked smile
She just knocked me on my ass
She says I ain't the fool that you fall for
Oh why did I even ask?
Just when I think she's said it all
She saved the best for last
She rolls her eyes with a smile
Swears she's never coming back
Oh I think she's had enough
She just put me in the past
She holds her head up high
Says I would never last
That lady loves to lead me on
And she's done her job so well
Yeah, she saved the best for last
Made my life a livin' hell
Stop runnin' away from me
Cuz you only have yourself to blame for everything
So stop runnin' away for a change
Cuz I know if I don't try to stop you now
You'll just go and do it again
Save the Best for Last - Theory of a Deadman