Fany
At least after making him promise, he had something to hold onto. I stepped into the house, to the room on the second floor, the room I used to live in.
I yawned widely pushing my hands forward. The trip to Glendale, this morning's trouble, made me shatter. A soft mattress could make me soar to heaven now.
Suddenly Kim stopped me on the stairs. She stood like a superhero with his arms crossed it front of her chest. Her voice was harsh. "Where are the pillows and blankets?"
"What?"i ask, confusedly
"Why did you make them all disappear? Where did you put them?"
"Them? Uhm, oh, the pillow and blanket? I left it for Pig outside."
Kimberly's sullen face lasted a few seconds, then she chuckled. I smile. She led me into the room. She had prepared everything. Two mattresses put on the floor, she lying down pulling me to sleep.
"Is there a way to get Adrian to keep his promise?" I asked, casually.
"There is." Kim shifted her body, until her warm skin touched mine. She whispered. "Father used to make him promise at church."
"Serious?"
She nodded. "Adrian promised not to drive motocross again before, remember, Dad bought a motocross and Adrian had an accident?"
I nodded. At that time he was showing off riding a motorcycle lifting the front tire until it fell. I can't stop laughing, oh my god forgive me. Unexpectedly Kim also laughed.
Kimberly's breath was heavy with disappointment. "Can we talk for a minute?" As I thought, a girl is still a girl, now we are bound to end in a rant.
"Let me guess, love problem?" I asked. "Neighbour's boy?"
Kim nodded, hugging me tightly from the side. Her legs wrapped around my stomach, I couldn't move.
I said, "I saw two handsome boys get out of the car while you were washing the dishes, which one?"
"Both," she answered.
Well, now getting interesting. Adolescence is a golden period for girls. The time when love blossoms and withers quickly. They must know a lot about the opposite sex so as not to be deceived. "Why do you like them?"
Kim giggled. "Who knows. Which one should I choose?"
"What are they like?"
"Hmm, the older brother is good, mature, the younger brother is super handsome, bad boy."
Tough question. I'm stuck in the same question myself. "Which do you prefer?"
"Young one, but his brother also cute. Young brother is quite obedient if I advise him. It makes me feel special."
Looks like I'm also caught in the same snare. Attractive siblings. I replied, "Choose the little brother."
Kim was shocked. "Why?"
"His old brother can life as a man without you. While he needs you to be a good young man. Got it? Now sleep, it's getting late."
I forced her to sleep by closing. Poor Kim, she's stuck in my position. Alfred and Adrian. I love them both, Alfred is the bright light that shines on my path and Adrian is the color in my life.
Suddenly there was the sound of soft footsteps outside, getting louder as a sign that whoever was trying to enter the room. It stopped, then walked away.
I peeked, already lost the owner of the step, but he came back. Alfred? He walked into the room, slowly crouching down to me. I slowly closed my eyes so I wouldn't see it. His hand on my cheek made my heart beat faster.
I felt a warm breath against my cheek. What does he want?
"Sorry Fan, I know this is hard for you. But life is a sacrifice and a choice, once again I apologize." He gave a soft kiss on my cheek. What is it? What did he mean by that?
[POV Adrian]-----He's a hell of a fighter. This is the first time my adrenaline has reached a saturation point inside my brain."If in the ten count you does not rise, you lose! One, two, three, and four...."Was it just me who fell, or... I was attempting to get up. My vision gradually improved, and I discovered he also attempting to get up."Seven eight......"I got up, and he did as well, but his body swayed and he fell to the ground."Yeah! I was victorious!" I knelt on my knees with both hands raised. To greet me the entire audience burst out laughing and aplouse. Some people threw money and plastic cups."Great boy, great!" exclaimed the Italian. He tosses a business card his way. "Come to me at that location. Tell them you were invited by Casillas Mancini, son. We are in desperate need of a fighter like you." He directed his finger at my opponent. "It's a shame he's not Italian. I'll see you later!"Mancin
[POV Fany]-----The big tall man fixed his gaze on me. Oh my God, my attempts to flee were futile. What happens next? My legs trembled, and I couldn't say anything."Ssh, don't be too loud." A man's voice was deep and hoarse, a voice I recognized.The index finger is held up to the mouth. Although he had a small bruise on the corner of his lip, his face was still adorable. He slowly drew me away to the back of the SUV. Anxious, he squeezed my arm, inspecting me from head to toe."Thank goodness you're okay," he said as he hugged me."Alex, what brought you here?"Alfred approached us from the side, clearing his throat. "At the police station, I ran into him. We reported a kidnapping, but they said they needed to wait twenty-four hours before moving."Fortunately, God has not abandoned me. I looked around for someone "Where Adria is? Al, did you tell him what happened?"Alfred gave a slow nod. "I was.
[POV Fany]-----The odor here is like urine. The chandelier in the dimly lit room moved slowly in the gust of wind. There is only my breath to be heard. The maniacs tied my back, arm, and feet to chair. They not here?This is my opportunity to escape, but how will I do it? Help me, God. I slowly moved my body, causing the chair to fall backwards until the armrest broke. Fortunately, nails are present at the fault. I successfully untied the knot in my right hand using the nail in my left hand. Now I do the same with the two ropes that bind my legs, and then with the ropes on my body; I am free to move.I approached the door, turning the knob slowly, but it was locked.Use your brain, Fany. Okay, perhaps this method will work. I arm myself with a chair and pound loudly on the door. Outside, there appeared to be a sound. I pounded on the door again, hoping they'd open it."Did you hear that voice, Amigo?" the first voice asked. "Come on,
[POV Adrian]-----He spun me around, kicked me in the knee, and then hit another guy who attacked him from behind.What's the matter with him?I'm not sure who he is, so why would he say something like that? Who is he, bald with a thin beard and heavily tattooed?The Royal Rumble battle is extremely brutal. They have weapons. Whatever means they employ to attack and defend.There are no weapons in my cell. That Italian ... I stormed out, yelling at the Italian guy in the suit."You're lying, there isn't a gun in there!""Who is lying, Merda?" He responded with a grating laugh. "Listen, your friend didn't put anything in there, did he?"He spoke to his friend before tossing a baseball near me, a smooth stick that I hope will become my best friend in battle.I was about to pick up the baseball bat when I was interrupted by another.The man in the suit exclaimed, "Please don't blame me, for you misfortu
[POV Adrian]----I parked my motorcycle near the pier in an empty shed. Fany should have been here, according to the directions, but there were only a few wild seagulls awake on the roof of this old, dim tin-walled barn. Could they possibly— Uurgh.Someone hit me from behind with a blunt object. Damn you, coward. My vision became blurry, and then everything went black. I can still hear some men chit-chatting."Let's finish him—""Stop talking. We are not hoodlums. Remember, honor, loyalty, and bravery. That is our motto. Take him there, as planned. Let's face it, manly."They drove me somewhere. There was a deafening cheer.Slowly, I can see clearly. I'm currently being held in a cell. Not only was I trapped in a cell, but so were several other people. The cells are arranged in a circle facing the field. Above the cell, there is a stage for a crowd of men and women facing the field. They cheered while carrying paper money
[POV Adrian]-----Pleasant licks on my penis caused me to moan loudly. They give it their all, a grope in the stomach, a peck on the chest. Yes, this is what I desired. But.... Fany, no, I'm not going to fall for this. I've never been rude to a woman before, but this time I drew the Japanese girl's head back until I heard a plop."Enough."Still clutching the hard veined thing, the American girl smiled seductively. Her voice had been artificially sweetened. "Do you want anything else, my stallion?"Even though it was stuffy, I pulled my pants up and kept my penis in. I grabbed the shirt that was lying on the floor and dashed to the garage door."You're not going to be able to open it. You must use a... key."But I can. I drew up the large garage gate until it slightly opened. He was correct; this thing weighed as much as a car.I knelt out of here, staring at the three girls. "Please fix my car right away. I'm going to wait ou