Psycho Jock Novels & Stories

Saat ini Janu sedang menuju kantin rumah sakit yang disediakan khusus untuk para karyawan. Mereka bisa akrab karena berasal dari satu almamater saat mengambil sekolah spesialis. Jadi cocok sekali saat ditempatkan di rumah sakit ini. Janu dipanggil Jack karena itu adalah nickname-nya saat mereka Coass dulu. "Ini baru selesai poli. Mau makan dulu. Lu mau ke mana?" Janu balik bertanya. Mereka berjalan beriringan sembari berbincang. Beberapa karyawan rumah sakit menyapa kedua lelaki itu saat berpapasan. Ada juga yang sengaja berhenti untuk melihat ketampanan mereka.

“You keep telling me that. You are right, as I choose reality, I choose being positive. As you already discovered I go off on my own. The picture always in my head, this little old lady with one big ass Harley Davidson all chrome monster of a motorcycle.” Jack burst out laughing, then stopped surprise about the sound. Jazz instantly reach out and touch his hand looking into his eyes. “Guess what Jack, I can see picture you also on a Harley. But at the moment I am a bit in conflict.” “About what?” he just had to asked. “I know I am cool and collected. You I still have to decide between raspberry grey or smooth silvery.” “Are you saying you can actually picture me already as an old man? I can’

They have straws and balls of paper on their desks I'm guessing they are making spitballs to either aim at me or the teacher. I take my sit in the front not wanting to make conversation with them. Placing my backpack on the floor. I fold my arms on the shitty desk and I rest my head "Oh look it's little schizo," one Jock says pulling my hood down "Hey man leave her alone that's Jason's bitch" another Jock says and I snap my head up "Excuse me" I feel my blood boil and I try to remember my checklist but right now fuck the checklist "Oh let me say it a bit slower J.a.s.o.n'.s bitch" he leans forward, and his friends start snickering and patting his shoulders hyping him up

I never would've dared reach for someone as out of my league as Ezra. "What are you zoning out about?" Ezra waved a hand in front of my face. I snapped back and looked at him, real and warm right in front of me. No more comment prompts. No more future spoilers. But who cared? My Mr. Jackpot was already here. I suddenly leaned over, threw my arms around his neck, and kissed his cheek loud enough to echo. "Ezra!" "Hm?" He looked caught off guard for a second, then pulled me onto his lap by the waist.

"How about you come to my hotel room tonight? I’ve booked the penthouse in Gardenia." I try not to say anything I’ll regret, just like when I agreed to make a deal with this Psycho. If I have other choices, I will not even consider asking for his help. However, my options are limited. And giving him what he wants is the price I have to pay for this deal. He can have my body, but from hereon, I will have my freedom. "I understand. I’ll see you tonight," I say before getting inside the car waiting for me.

Without even hearing his response I already touched the end call. I’m doomed. Do I need to wait or not? I didn’t even hear him. Poppycock! I was standing at Sevi’s front door still knocking and trying to calm him down. I wasn’t trying to open the door myself since the last time I do that, a flying glass greeted my face. It was better not to force him to calm down. That’s the last Psychologist said as a token of advice after she resigns. I had hired many Doctors before but no one can handle him once his PTSD struck.

“What is your problem, Nick? It is the middle of the night and you are at my house, smelling like booze.” “I want in,” I told him. “What?” “I want in,” I repeated. “I do not know what you are talking about,” Joey responded. “Bullsh&t.” I took Jenny’s phone out of my pocket and tossed it to him. “The Movement. I want in.”

Psych was a fucking employee of his. "His real name is Aaron Shields. He is thirty-seven and worked there years ago but was let go because of his use of drugs. He split from his girlfriend, lost custody of his kids, and joined your club under the name Psych, which he got on the streets." I look from the bench's rotted wood up to Snake's piercing green eyes. Fuck he looks just like his son right now. Sam always had a ticking jaw and now I see he obtained the annoying habit from his father.

said Stella and sat beside Chloe. "It's different and I won't let you touch the tip of a nail." Vikky and the others laughed. "Why are you so possessive mash" said Vikky "I've never even seen you this possessive mash" said Marlon and immediately sat down beside Vikky Mashii is silent. He also sleeps knowing why he is like this, he just doesn't want what belongs to him to be touched or even owned by someone else. "Chloe, you know the woman over there who is staring at you ??" Said Vikky pointing at the woman on the opposite who was wearing drinking clothes and wine in his hand.