Chapter 1- Crazy Crooked Car

I was in my car when it all started. It was freezing outside, and the sun was down. Something wasn't right. The el maletero, tronco started shaking por its self. Something had jumped onto the back of my car and was going through the window. In a flash he jumped up at me. "AHHHHHHHHHHHH!" I screamed. "Duncan! tu nearly gave me a corazón attack!" He was laughing so hard his nose piercing looked like it was about to come apart. That would of been funny. "Oh!" He laughed," Did i scare tu princess?" I gave him the look i always did when i was mad at him. "No." I sighed, "If tu need a ride stop scaring me and buckle in." He jumped into the asiento pulling the asiento cinturón, correa over his stomach.


The siguiente thing i knew i was in a bar dancing on a pole. It eperlano like sweat and a bunch of old fat guys were cheering me on. I stopped and took a free beer. The cold was helping me calm down and cool down. My thrashed again the floor, black covering my eyesight.

"Good morning Princess." He smiled. I was cuddled again his chest, his arms around me. Of course, being a perv like him, he wasn't wearing a shirt. But, i kinda liked it. "Courtney.... are tu still drunk from last night?" "No.." I whispered. I had no idea what he was talking about o how i even got here. All i remember was waking up In a car.And here.


Chapter 2- A Escape Home

"Duncan?!" I screamed. "Shhhhhhhhh!" He silenced me. "I'll drive tu inicial in one second!" "Wha-ha-t am i doing here?!" I said, shaking. "I took tu out last night and tu got drunk. I don't know where tu live so now your laying here with me." "EWWWWWW!!!" I gasped, running to get my chaqueta to leave. "Wait, Princess! tu forgot some-" I slammed the door and cut him off. What a bastard. I pulled my cell phone out of my bolso, monedero and called my best friend. Bridgette. "It was the worst thing ever!" I exclaimed. "Relax, courtney. I'll come get tu in one second." She hung up.


The siguiente thing i knew i was sitting on the sidewalk waiting for her. And waiting. And waiting. And más waiting. Finally, i peered over to check my watch. "WHAT THE HELL?!! " I yelled. It had been 2 hours since Bridgette dicho she would come. " I guess i'm walking home!UGH!"

I slunk through the rain, my clothes wrecked. I sat down again, taking a breath. I felt myself sink down, realizing that wasn't the only bad feeling I had. I had captured guilt, i missed him, envied him and even loved him. I figured it was sweet that he took me in when i was drunk and counld't drive. But now, he's gone.



TO BE CONTINUED