"what do you think you're doing, pretty girl?" millie jerks her head around, stuffing the chips into her small backpack. "stalking up." she carelessly states. the boy grabs her by the hand. "you realize that's stealing love, correct?" he says grasping even harder on her wrist. "yes,
yes I do, and don't, call me pretty girl." she says. making it clear. "I can call you whatever I fucking feel like it, ok?" he says. millie looks up at him finally, he has dark brown curls that cover his eyes, and freckles that make him look so innocent.
she snickers and fidgets her wrist wishing he wouldn't have as much as a strong grip as he did have. the boy moves closer to millie. his warm breath intimidating to anyone who comes across him. his words are sharp and come out threatening. "you're off the hook today. but you'll regret it if you step foot in this place one more time, got it pretty girl." the boy hisses.
millie nods and wipes her mouth from him spitting. she steps out of the gas station, and comes back in while the boy is still standing there. she flips him off and starts to slowly walk out of the store.
I hope you liked my story k thx
-bella💓
