DEVIN'S POV
I left Xavier's house feeling annoyed. I was hoping it wouldn't become a heated argument but Emily flamed up and it was very heated.
I had no idea what to say to stop the argument. Emily was talking back at her Dad and now I felt like the cause of it. I stormed into my house and slammed the door behind me. I was breathing fast and my fist was clenched. I needed to get out the whole anger raging in me so I turned around. My eyes fell on the table that had my watch, books, keys, and some other things on it.
I turned to the table and reached for the first object. I threw everything against the wall. I kept hurling objects to the wall till I touched my mug. There was no way I was going to break my favorite mug so I calmly dropped it back on the table.
"Fuck you!" I yelled.
I can't break this, it's my precious mug and I...what the heck was wrong with me?
I was regretting every single thing. I hated that I got myself in such a situation. I should have punched Xavier too but it would get Emily in trouble and make me look like the villain so I waved the thought off. I shouldn't have kissed her back, now the video was trending online and James might have seen it. I had no idea what James would say if he saw it. He looked mad the other day he saw us but he never said a thing about it.
Why would my life always be such a huge mess? Why do I have to keep wondering over what people had in mind about me and end up hurting myself. I know I act tough but deep down, I need a big hug.
If James had been like a father figure, I swear I would need to hug him this moment.
Frankly, I wondered why James was so keen on doing this. He wanted me to do this with Emily despite knowing what could happen. He promised to bail me out if Emily's parents should arrest me.
That was insane but he just wanted me around Emily. There was nothing to do in particular and that scared me. Was he doing something on his part? Whatever I have with Emily has nothing to do with his plans. They don't seem to be adding up and I was pissed to realize that.
I punched the wall with my hands till I got tired and leaned on the wall. I wasn't thinking straight and I needed to drink something, anything.
Was James going to ask me to refund his money? Man, I've made over 1500$ from him and there is no way I can afford to pay all that back. I hated that I couldn't wrap my head around what James was trying to do.
I picked up my phone and looked for James' phone number. When I saw it, I dialed the number and allowed it to ring. James picked up and I swallowed the lump in my throat.
"What's up Devin?"
He spoke so casually like he didn't know what was going on. I was sure he already found out because James had eyes everywhere.
"I have no idea what this is about, James."
"What are we talking about?"
"Don't you dare play ignorant. You know what I'm talking about James. What you are making me do with Emily?"
Waiting patiently as I could literally heard his calm breath, I swallowed the urge that kept tempting me to break my phone.
"Oh, that. I don't see a problem, is there one?" James finally talked.
From the sound of his voice, I bet he was happy or just calm. He seem to pour himself something into a cup because I could hear the bubbles and his annoying gulping sound.
"James I can't keep doing this, I want to quit this job."
I managed to say.
He let out a snort and I couldn't contain the anger in me. Why was he laughing? Did he think I was joking about quitting the job?
"It's not funny, James."
"I never said it was. It just sounds absurd. Listen, Devin, you've played your major role but there's still work to do."
"What work?" I blurted. "I can't keep doing this."
"You don't have much of a choice Devin. You can't pay back so you have to continue the job if you don't want to return to sleeping with old women," he laughed. "Or is it to fight people?"
I swallowed the lump in my throat as he finished his statement.
"You do as I say okay? You have no choice because you can't pay back."
"I—"
Before I could say anything, James already ended the call. I tossed the phone away and cussed. This wasn't what I wanted but I just got myself in a messy situation that I couldn't leave.
I sat on my couch for a second, contemplating my next move. I felt the urge to call Emily and hear her voice but I couldn't afford to do so. I was scared her parents might have seized her phone and it would be crazy if they saw her phone ring and I was the caller.
I let out a frustrated groan and hit my fist on the couch. I stared at her number on my screen and the picture that was there. She was smiling in the picture but that look wasn't what I saw when I was at her place. She was mad and she looked mad. She talked rudely and she cussed.
I made up my mind to at least see Emily. I needed to know if she was fine, I didn't feel comfortable knowing I left her in that state.
I stood outside their house and looked around. I found the room lit up but I had no idea if it was her room or her parent's. I walked away and strolled to Xavier's place of work.
He could at least tell me if Emily was okay or not. I got to the coffee shop and I was told Xavier hadn't been at work for three days. I let a confused expression show on my face because he said he was going to work when he left the house.
I stood in front of the coffee shop with nothing in mind. I didn't know why Xavier hadn't been coming to work and I had no idea where he could have gone too. Could it be that he had just decided to stop? I think he need money at this moment, stopping won't be an option, right?
Walking out the coffee shop, I decided to just walk around before going home. It would definitely just be me, myself and I all night so one one would ground me for coming back late. Following a money alleyway I loved to follow, I thought about actually walking there with one which won't be Emily.
Someone that would be able to run and we would challenge each other for see the person that easily get scared. We would beat up a random bad person and steal his money only to spend them on girls, alcohol, and cigarettes.
Well, that person no longer exist. At least not now.
'Shxt! Fxcking son of a bxtch'.
I wanted to laugh at the person cussing so much at this time of the night until I stared longer.
"Xavier?".
My eyes raised to Xavier walking toward me. He had an agitated look and his strides were fast. I hid behind the pole and let him pass. I didn't want him to know I saw him. When he passed, I looked around for a while before following him at a safe distance.
I knew Xavier was up to no good and I needed to find out what he was up to. He kept moving like he was being pursued. I followed him to the next alley and then I turned back to check if anyone was following us.
There was nobody following us and when I turned my gaze back to Xavier he was no longer there.
"Fvck, I lost him."
That asshole! I had no idea where to find him so I waited for a second. The next thing I saw was a dagger and a hand holding my neck.
"It's me! It's Devin," I said in a whimper as I perceived his cheap cologne.
"Fvck you man, I could have killed you!" He yelled and released me.