Everything has a reason. Bare with me and please don't kill me.

We've got E.L. James to blame for the character names, but me for the story ;-)

CPOV.

Crap. I really hate this. I have so much to do and so many plans for this afternoon but I have to put everything on hold because of that stupid girl. If I'd known this in advance I would have never have put any time or energy in pursuing this bitch. Okay, she has a mouth-watering body, but with all the stress and irritation she gives me… I need to let her go. And I need to do it quickly.

But first I have to get to the drugstore. My shoulder is killing me.

I seldom use any painkillers but the one time I really need them, I haven't got any left in the whole appartement. Just my luck. And to top everything I just gave Gail the rest of the day of so now I have to go get some myself.

Well it's a lesson learned, when sparring keep your head together. Otherwise you'll end up face down with a busted up shoulder. This is the first time in three years that the sensei took me down and I didn't see it coming. I didn't know or see what happened. I heard him say "hajime" and next thing I knew I was lying on my back with him lying in my ribs and armpit. You think he was lying on it, but it really feels as if he moved everything around a bit. Even breathing hurts. After that I wanted revenge, but it didn't happen. Every time he seemed to surprise me and smash my face into the mat.

And all because I was preoccupied. All because I had to let off some steam. All because that stupid girl tried to do a number on me and now I have to clean up this mess. Bloody nuisance.

As soon as Taylor turns into a parking spot I'm out of the car and jogging toward the drugstore. Let's get this over with as fast as possible.

As I enter the drugstore I hear a loud crash and next thing I know someone head-butts me and we both go down in a mess of arms and legs.

As I lie on the ground the only thing I can think of is that if this day gets any worse I'm probably end up killing somebody. And that the person who has just head-butted me is first on the list.
"I'm so sorry miss, I didn't see... ", I hear her say. I look at her with a murderous glare and look into a pair of the most beautiful eyes I have ever seen. Before I can get my brain to get my mouth working again she has fled the store.
And I remain sitting on the ground with not only a busted shoulder but a concussion to top it of.

As people rush towards me to help me up, the only thing I want is to know who this girl was. I can't really remember what she looked like except for her eyes...her beautiful eyes...
I have to know who she is. Well and I really want to know what she looks like. "Welch I'm in the "Herbcask" a drugstore on Europe and Ocean. Can you review their security footage and find out who the girl is that walked into me. I want the file in two hours." I bark into my mobile as I leave the drugstore.

As I get into the car I realise I've forgotten to get the painkillers. Damn. "Taylor, get me some Advil".

Okay, I know I write short chapters. If you don't have anything else to say, then you don't need to write me a review guest-reviewer. I try to update as soon as possible to compensate, but at the end of the day I write for my own pleasure, because I like to write, because I have stories in my head that sometimes need to get out, not to please persons that post anonymously