Finally, we reach our destination.
We pull up at this abandoned building, in a place that looks deserted.
I feel a smile spread across my face.
Just my kinda clubhouse.
New boy gets out the car and I follow behind him into the hideout.
After 2 flights of stairs, 10 turns, and another 3 flights, we finally stop on front of a closed room.
I gasp for air leaning on the wall next to the door.
New boy says something about something but I'm too tired to hear.
He ran up those stairs and I was struggling to follow him, so I started sprinting.
Up 5 stairwells.
It was torture.
I hate this guy.
He still goes on and on about nonsense, and I catch my breath, not listening to a word.
As I feel the oxygen return to my legs, I stand up, turn and walk into the room.
New boy grabs my hand, and I throw him off.
"You can't go in there right now!" He whisper-yells.
"I don't care."
I'd cut him up if I had a knife right now but I don't.
He's lucky.
I look up to see Isaac staring at me sitting in a chair, more like a throne, in the middle of a sea of men.
Is he the boss here or something?
That should make this easier.
I grin walking through what seems like the Red Sea parting.
Are these guys scared of girls?
They should be.
Especially if they're anything like me.
I stop in front Isaac, smiling now.
He stares at me still with a blank look on his face.
"What? You aren't happy to see me?" I pout, looking up at him through my lashes.
He simply looks back at me saying nothing. How...boring.
Was coming here a waste of time? Dammit, just when I thought I found some fun.
I sigh. Turning around, I begin walking away.
I guess it wasn't meant to be. Too bad.
"Aliza, wait!" Isaac yells.
Now he wants to talk.
I slowly turn to see Isaac right behind me. Too close. I put my hand out and push him away.
Better.
The silent men surrounding us gasp. I ignore them.
It's not like Isaac's a God, I can do what I want.
A smirk makes it's way on to Isaac's face.
He might be stranger than me. And bipolar.
"New boy said you wanted me for something, what?"
"I just wanted to see you again."
That's all...? I need more than that.
"Since you dragged me out here just to see me, then you can let me join your little gang here." I cross my arms and stare at him. He stares right back.
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Psycho Love
RomanceI stroll up to him, tracing his jaw with my gun. He smirks at me. I grin. "What do you want, Isaac?" I ask, circling him, keeping the gun against him as I drew it across his chest. He shivers. "You. You know I want you." He grabs my arm, halting me...
