Bound To A Bully

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en think

n on the floor warningly, who keeps struggl

r, raising my voice, "If you still don't tell me, I have to leave it to the

enough. "S...sir, please believe in me. I didn't take him outside th

on, but if he replays that video footage outside the mayor's mansion, he has to come back to hi

ot past all the beaten figures groaning on the floor, and then jumped into my jeep to head to my friend's bachelor party. I hope they won't mind seeing me all

punch on gear five and later

thoughts, but it didn't work out for me.

p on the screen for as long as I could remember. I waited for a call from her for hours and

d dragging her out to give her an earful, but then I can't because I don't h

mall town, I wouldn't have saved forty-five minutes to reach the guesthouse on the Upper West Side. Another five minutes

nce. Catching the sight of a familiar figure who is dry humping with a stripper against the wall, I knock hard on the back

ou didn't nee

nd I sneer, "Language, Lo

ding a bottle in his hand. As I wash my hands in the sink, I hear

t the liquid once more. "Bombshe

isgust. "It tastes like somethi

nearly throws up, killing my wish to gr

Lincoln?" Logan appeared after some time, helping his guests to their vehicles, and his

ee what I w

don't think I can save that kid from his elder brother's wrath. Besides, in L

ting on the bed, showering, and a food tr

did i

ut there were no calls from my work. "I'll t

y-two hours of our mission. I have to complete it as early as I can. Else I won't be transferred to Albania to prove someone wrong a

ather . . .he still defends himself, saying he was right all along and that he did nothing wrong in choosing his duty over his fami

and checked my

my teeth and think with m

noyed about her, I should be glad to see her coming to her senses for good, taking t

the truth about my sister's death, she started to treat me differen

follows me, begs me to

on me. I thought she was crushing on me, which was what I wanted from her in o

ealized o

for me, and tha

e to show her my other side, that every

heartbreaker. Bad

voided me at school a

I played

was obvious, but it d

ything in me begs me to stop hurting her, but it is necessary. She needs to know that

did he enter, by the way? Looking at me lazily, he says, "She is not pitying you. Un

eiling, I give him a death s

e you, she isn't in a good state." With a pointed look, he says, "But you still have t

and turn my fac

nxious. It feels like an invisible hand

hings will get better as soon as I leave this city, and the

leaving his face. He couldn't have been happier to see me arriving on time on his

f my words with his gaze cast down to hide the sadness that flashes in his eyes, which makes me feel despicable; an awful

and out of his goddamn life. "You are here, and that's what matters the most." Tossing

is side of him gets on my nerves sometimes when he acts normal, pretending it isn't me who speaks rudely to him. Then again, he

uestions she doesn't like to answer to anyone. "Questi fottuti bastardi ficcanaso!" E

smug bastard smirks and hands me the glass, making me ground my teeth as him pulling me to his side after swatting El

n't let him drink too much." And then he

lity that I learn when I am like. . .what ten, maybe. I know I was fucked up, but it didn't do any better when these creatures found their way to my home and dragged me out, o

ward the table where our group is chatt

I shook my head. "No, b

ink, "Waiting for

ld hear us, I leaned onto him. "Merely waiting for someone big to come and cover for

ln?" Logan looks

him, "Get me a dr

s me a drink from the stall.

, I will be taking off to Albania, where no one can get a hold of me. But my friends. . .have their families here and have their family businesses to take over as I would m

nd takes the farthest seat a

ed to avoid the

l Snookums;

my goddamn

pulling the emotional strings in my heart

les as she takes her drink close to her mo

ousins, but I can only put my focus o

she can only dress like that, but mostly, she wears what she feels comfortable with, e

n effortlessly reach my shoulder. Her blue cocktail dress reaches her mid-thigh, giving the view of her long-tanned legs that

urprised to see a couple of empty wine glasses I must have kept before me

attention. It would either put her in trouble or ruin her reputation to be the Baddie Queen, which was merely a facade to surv

e fixed only on her, who I suppose

to me and follows me wherever I go. Could i

y fist tightens around my wine glass. I gl

she do this to me? How can she go with so

here, a girl appears

t her, suppressing the urge to th

rowing her head back, but her a

remember me, Lincoln. It's Ell

ut the whole event, and I couldn't hate her more for that. But then I remember the elders present here, and my expression darkens.

ng time since we went on a business trip with our fathers. How have you been?" Her gaze shifted to my friend, whose eyes were

s." Logan talks to her calmly yet in a threatening manner, and the girl stiffens on me, cheeks paling when he leans closer while eyeing her, smiling, "I don't give a fuck about

apologizing in a wavering voice, "I-I didn't m---me

some easy-going guy he is as he gestured to the empty seats at our table, "You're welco

allow her in

ut my smile drops soon after my eyes m

eyes, but she quickly hides th

at is th

e misunderstood you again, bu

inking about the pain she inflects in my head every damn time we come across. I hope she will find her passion in something other than me that she can put on her resume to get her admission somewhere after school. Glarin

r biker gang she is very close to, and a

know a secr

with mischief that

ha

enting your friends' children on the weekends after fifteen years." He

t reach my eyes, and his expression darke

air, and Logan calls me to come back becau

out of my jacket and li

e of the bench by the poolside, and I was

nd my heart is doing some cry

ng to me. Sh

he affecting me s

t aches

h

top her fr

disappear

o

dn't st

leave to start over, w

behind and breaks the train of my tho

r voice, "Is t