Author's Note: Hey people, I'm putting 'Her Desires' on hold for now. Until I find interest in it again. But anyways, enjoy this sequel.
Chapter 1: Out of nowhere
I honestly can't believe this. It's been what….roughly a year and a half since I could even think of being with another woman and here I am now, having these thoughts.
I kept my attention to a pretty blonde that was sitting in the corner of the room, drinking coffee, reading a magazine.
She was hot but she wasn't good enough.
I knew, been knew it was time for me to get a new person. A new girl.
Since my current one is dead now. Thanks to my fucking idiot of a brother, Shane.
I had to bury Renee.
Bury her and Jenna, and Nate, her husband has repeatedly came over, crying and throwing himself around everywhere, and I can't tell him the truth.
None of that really matters to me anymore though, I have to make it through….without Renee. Without anybody.
I turned my head and got up. My head was fucking spinning. What was I thinking? Could I really find a replacement for Renee? Can I find someone whose beautiful and fun to be with the tightest pussy in the world? I think only Renee had those qualities.
Aside from our romance every now and then, our sex was just….mind blowing.
I smile slightly at the thought.
I grab my coffee cup from off the counter and reach into my wallet. The whole time, I feel the red headed cashier girl gaping at me.
I look at her for a second and send her a smile and I could swear that I heard a squeal rising from her throat.
"Here you go, baby." I said handing her the money, making sure our fingers touched.
She smiled as she swallowed. "T-Thank you."
I shook my head in shame and turned. I walked out of the coffee shop and out onto the sidewalk.
My car was parked on the curb and I stopped walking towards it as a girl was walking pass me, her hair was long and dark brown. Her watery eyes were light brown and she had curves. Eyeliner was falling down her eyes and she had on the most skimpiest outfit I've ever seen a girl wear.
"Need some help?"
"No, fuck off." She continued walking.
"Who the fuck do you think you're talking to like that? I just wanted to know if you needed help."
She turned and scowled at me. "Help? I don't know you, okay? And I don't want your fucking help. Leave me alone." She turned and walked off. Her heels click clacking as she did.
I sighed. Yeah, some people are fucking retarded.
I stared at her, watching her as she walked, one foot in front of the other….like a model And I just knew, as my eyes lingered on her, she would be another piece in my game. My game I haven't played in a while since I lost Renee. I was surprised by how fast I made the decision that I was going to fuck her. All ready? Come on!
The same moment I had with Renee.
I got in my car and followed her. The car stopped slowly and she turned her head and stopped walking as she saw me get out of my car. "Do not stalk me." She growled.
"Look, you don't have to be so fucking nasty with me, alright? I wanna help you, you seem like you need it."
She chuckled bitterly. "Look, if you do not get away from me, I'm going to break your nose, I'm not playing. My mom was a fighter and so was my brother."
"I know that something is wrong. Just get in the car and let me drive you to a hospital or something."
"Get away from me…now." She was now face to face with me, three fett shorter but those eyes were glaring so hard.
"No." I decided to humor the girl.
"I fucking warned you." A huge blow….right to my face.
The girl wasn't lying.
She could kick ass.
I was now in the passenger seat and she was in the driver's side.
She was driving me to the hospital.
I was holding my bloody nose and staring straight ahead at the road.
"In my defense," She began, "I did warn you."
I shook my head. "What the hell is wrong with you? Do you just do that to strangers on the street?"
"Do you just pick up strangers on the street?" She asked. Her brown eyes looked to mine for a second.
I sighed. "I was just trying to help you. You look like you were in some trouble so…"
"I am as a matter of fact."
I looked to her and she sighed. "But its none of your concern. Once I take you and your car to the hospital, I'll leave and you never have to see me again. Okay?" She asked.
I stared at her. "What's your name?"
She grimaced. "Why?"
"Because I want to know."
"Falling for a stranger already?" She asked smirking.
I smiled slightly. "Just tell me your name."
She sighed. "Taiya." Then she looked at me. "Yours?"
"My name's AJ."
"What does it stand for?"
Was she serious? "Think I'd really tell you that? I don't even know you." I said.
"Well you're letting me drive your car so you must have some kind of trust in me. So come on…tell me what it stands for."
"I'll tell you if you tell me what kind of trouble you're in."
Taiya sighed. "Fuck it then."
I sighed as she pulled up into the huge parking lot. She looked at me.
"Have dinner with me?"
"Are you out of your fucking mind? I just broke your nose and you want dinner with me."
She rolled her eyes. "No dinner. I'm gonna go."
"Wait." I whispered. I didn't want her to go.
"Where do you work?"
"I wanna come see you."
"You don't even know me, AJ."
I shrugged. "Your point?"
"My point is that I don't want to see you."
I chuckled and licked my lips. I could taste the metallic blood.
"Let me guess….You're a stripper."
Her eyes widened. "How did you know that?"
"There's glitter in your hair, around your eyes." I shook my head. "You're a fucking stripper."
"Is that a problem?"
I shook my head. "I'll be seeing you later then."
"I'll look for you. You can get out the car now."
Her eyes narrowed. "Don't come looking for me. I'll just ignore you since you're acting like such an asshole."
"Says the girl who pushed my nose up into my fucking brain." I said glaring at her. Warm blood covered my hand almost entirely.
"I hope they can't fix it."
"I bet you do. Get out."
She huffed. "Gladly." She opened the door and then slammed it shut.
I watched her as she walked out of the parking lot.
Yeah, I'm gonna look for her eventually, as soon as I get my fucking nose fixed.
So soon, after I was just thinking about having another girl in my life, she had to walk in. Was it fate? Or luck? Or a disaster waiting to happen?