Everyone thought he had sex with Liah, that's what the young woman just said. So was that the reason her brother acted this way towards him? The reason her brother attacked him, but why? Even if her brother thought they had been intimate why would he be angry about it? Wasn't he the one who strongly suggested they be intimate? He even gave them multiple reasons why they should be. So why was he angry?
The young lady also said that Liah's prince must also be aware of this by now. Was Liah okay? What did this even mean for her relationship? Did her prince believe these rumours? Was he angry at her and if so, what was the level of his anger? This was bad, really bad. He groans again while rubbing his temples.
Her brother was the one who suggested they be intimate, so was he the one spreading these rumours? But why would he do that knowing it would get back to her prince's ears? Was his intention to break her and her prince apart? And if so, then why? He groans falling backwards on the bed.
Later that night Blade had just left his girlfriend's house and was on his way back to Razor's house when he was stopped by the two men he had set up to fight Michael. "You asshole, you set us up!" one of them shouts. "What the fuck did you just call me?" Blade asks glaring at the one that spoke.
"You…you set us up." The other one said in a not-so-confident tone. "You didn't tell us that man was a professional fighter." One said. "Last time I checked so were you two assholes, not to mention there were two of you and one of him." Blade sneers in a cold tone.
"Yeah but that dude wasn't normal man, his moves were sharp, precise, and deadly,, The dude was like Jet Li." One said. And still, you two are alive. Blade thought to himself. "Yeah, whatever, he has a few fancy moves and now you two idiots think he's all that? The both of you couldn't even beat his ass." Blade snorts.
"We might not be able to beat him but we can kill him." One said. Blade growls in anger before shouting with enough venom to scare the scales off a fish. "The plan wasn't for you two idiots to kill him, you were only to beat his ass and put him to sit for a few days but you couldn't even do that! You have disgraced me! Which reminds me. You two assholes owe me." He growls.
"I bet forty grand that you two shitheads would win, so you two now owe me forty grand with five grand interest. I'll be collecting in two days and you two better have my motherfucking money." Blade growls again before turning to leave but then he stops and turns back to them.
"And now you two are talking about killing him, are you both stupid? You go after him and Razor will come after you and your entire family. You two lost the fight, get the fuck over it, let it go, if you don't, then it's your funeral." Blade sneers angrily. "But he has my whip." "You lost that whip when you lost the fight." Blade states before walking away.
"I told you confronting him was a bad idea." One said. "Really, you were confronting him right alongside me." The other pointed out. "And what would you have thought if I didn't back you up? Not only did we get our ass kicked and you lost your whip, but now we also have to pay him forty-five grand? Where the fuck are we going to find forty-five grand in two days?"
"Maybe we should just leave the community for a while." "Not smart man, our entire family lives in this community, so who do you think Blade will be visiting when we go missing?" "Shit." "Yeah, I bet you wish you had listened to me now huh?" One asks as he walks away from the other.
The following morning Michael was jolted from his thoughts when his phone rang. He picks it up and answers it. "Yes." He said in a firm tone. "I'm ready to roll man, meet me downstairs," Blade said from the other end. "Okay," Michael said ending the call. He puts on a different black coat from the one he wore the previous day, he then puts the phone in one of the pockets and leaves the room.
Liah sighed again as she took another item from the shelf in the supermarket. She didn't sleep well last night because whenever she closed her eyes all she could see was Michael's face and when she dozed off all she dreamed about was Michael's hands and lips all over her body. More than once she woke up hot, sweaty and feeling quite sexual. Funny, that never happened before she met Michael.
She was about to put another item in her trolley when she happened to glance through the big glass window. Her heart skipped a beat and she felt her stomach flutter when she saw Michael step from a car, before she could think or stop herself, she left her trolley in the aisle and ran towards the exit and out the door.
Michael's step halted as he heard her call his name. That voice, he would recognize that voice anywhere. He turned and saw her racing across the busy street towards him. for a few seconds, he held his breath in anxiety that she might be hit by a vehicle but she wasn't.
Within seconds she was across the street and racing towards him at full speed. She flung herself into his arms and wrapped her arms tightly around him. "Oh thank God you're okay. I missed you so much." She said, her cheeks against his chest. he had admitted to himself more than once that he missed her presence as well as her smell and voice but seeing as though her heart belonged to another he didn't think she would find the time to miss him as much as she was displaying at this moment.
"I missed you too." He whispers as he breathes in the smell of her hair. His arms snake around her back and he pulls her closer to him while breathing in her scent. For a few minutes, they stood like that, his arms wrapped around her like a cocoon.
But then she pushed away from him and her eyes shot up to his face. "How have you been? How's your head? Your ribs? Have they been feeding you properly?" She asks one question after another as she touches the side of his head, then his chest and again his skin tingles beneath his clothes where she touches him and again he feels his manhood harden.
After taking a deep breath he took both her hands in his and brought them to his lips, he then kissed her knuckles softly as he gave her a small smile. "I'm okay, I'm eating okay, now and then I do have a little pain but it's nothing I can't handle." He said softly.
"Has the doctor been back to examine you since I left?" She asks anxiously searching his face for any sign of discomfort. "Yes, twice, he also gave me vitamins to take. I'm getting stronger each day. How have you been?" He asks in concern. "Miserable and frustrated, I was so worried about you." She said with a pout.
"Yow Michael, gotta go man." Blade calls from next to the car. Michael nods at him before turning his attention back to Liah. "I got a phone, give me your number so I can call you." He said softly. She reaches for her bag but realizes she has left it in the trolley in the supermarket.
"I don't have anything to write it with." She says sounding panicky. Just then a man was walking by with a pen stuck to the front pocket of his shirt. "Please can I borrow this?" Michael asks taking the pen from the man's shirt. The man is about to say something insulting but Blade clears his throat and the man's mouth clamp back shut.
Michael gave her the pen, then pulled up the sleeve of his coat and stretched out his arms. "Write it here." He said. "She grabs his arm and begins writing. His skin was so smooth and flawless that she felt guilty marking it with the pen. Michael bit his lips as his skin tingles from her touch.
When she was finished he handed the man back the pen and nodded. "Thank you." He said to the man, to Liah he whispered. "I'll call you as soon as I can." He smiles and hugs her again before walking towards Blade, his hair and coat blowing in the wind as he glances back at her and gives her a little wave.
"You do know that woman is taken, right?" Blade asks as they both fasten their seatbelt. "I do." "So what was all that about? A little intimate wouldn't you say?" Blade teased. "My actions were not intended to offend anyone. It was to display to her that I missed her as much as she missed me." Michael says pulling up his sleeve and reading the number again before programming it in his phone.
"Could you do me a favour?" Michael asks putting the phone back in his pocket. "You're not going to ask me to help you break her and her man apart, are you?" Blade laughs. "That will not be necessary," Michael said with a small smile. "So what's the favour then?"
"Could you take me back to where I was first found?" He asks in a serious tone. "Are you hoping it will help you remember how you got there?" Blade asks. "Yes," Michael said looking out the window.
Thank you all for reading
Words for thought
Don't worry, God has got you
Riddle from the last ch: how is the best way
To always get straight A's?
Ans: use a ruler.
Ha, get it? Alright, alright, try and
Figure this one out, (not a riddle)
Hurt people, hurt people
Good luck figuring out the meaning of
These words.