Demon prince

Chapter two

*Esther pov*
"Esta don't you dare take another step unless you can pay." Lucy said not even looking to know it was me. I pulled away from the sexy motherfucker a little nervous. "You know I's ass no steal. I's got money." I never had stolen in my life. Didn't stop this town from being mostly racist assholes. Just cause I choose to talk with no grammar. Grammar is overrated. "Show me than I'll let your ugly ass si- oh hello how may I help you?" She said turning to me and seeing the sexy hunk I brought with me. She immediately went all flirty. Stop being a fucking whore. I saw him first. Plus from what I can tell his ass gay. I leaned back. It's a nice gay ass. I kinda wanna slap it. Make Lucy understand he mine. I mentally slapped myself. Already possessive Esther. I need to lay off. He aint mine. He flirted with me but he still aint mine... he aint mine yet. "I'm with this wonderful person. I believe he took me here for a milkshake." She frowned and glared at me. "What you want?" I smiled knowing I won. I leaned in the wall being careful about my violin and started cleaning my nails playing casual. "Two large chocolate milkshakes and a large fry. Make it to go." She gave me a look that could kill and stomped off. "You's supposed to ask I's if that's all." She turned and glared at me. "Suck my left tit." I turned to the sexy motherfucker. "Think her's tits infected." He looked to be a mix of angry and amused. "You two friends?" I chuckled shaking my head. "I's not got friends. I's not got family." He looked like he was about to pity me. I hate when people do that. "I's happy so it's no matter." He nodded but still looked a bit sad. "Yous got family." He nodded smiling again. "What yous family like?" I found myself very curious about him. I was curious about his posh poet ass. "It's like all the different types of assholes got together and turned good." I chuckled. "We fight a lot more than we don't but if we didn't we would kill each other." Lucy finally came back with our food. "I bet you're paying for this." She said to his sexy ass ignoring me. I rolled my eyes. "I's aint rich but I's can fucking pay." She glanced at me raising her eyebrows. He suddenly handed her a credit card. "No tip." I felt angry for a second but felt better when he said no tip. I'm not gonna let him pay next time. Ooh so already planning for next time. She glared at him but did as he said. We grabbed the stuff and left. "So what yous name?" I said realizing I never asked. "Brutus, and what is yours." Brutus, interesting name. I wanted to try it out. "Well Brutus," He shivered a bit, weird, "I's name is Esther." He glanced at me. I sighed. "Don't know why but everyone thought I' was gonna be a fuckin girl. So when I's mom died childbirth no ones changed it. Don't tell no one but I's actualy like it." He smiled. "Well it is great to meet you Esther." It was my turn to shiver. It was sexy hearing my name on his lips. It turned me on. God if yous up there make this man mine cause I like him. Like do so like weird voodoo shit you do make him like me or some shit like that. Arranged marriage. Why the fuck am I thinking bout marriage. I just met the asshole and now I wanna marry him. I wanna fuck him but geez marriage is a bit soon. "Have I offended you." He said bringing me back to earth. I realized that I had been silently walking by him and frowning. "Nah I's just frown when I think." He looked relieved. Hey maybe he'll fuck me. I really need to stop thinking about sex at this very moment after I just met him. "Why do the people here not like you?" So he finally noticed all the people glaring at me. "I's aint white. I's aint straight. Welcome to America. If yous aint those two things yous not fun life. Yous white so people leave yous lone. But I's black I's get beat up. One day I's probably get lynched but if I's run away no." His accent wasn't american so I wondered how he didn't know this. It's common for an american to think them country so great. But why do you think them Canadians so good saying sorry? Because us Americans are assholes. "Why would someone want to kill someone so beautiful?" I blushed and immediately felt flustered. "I's um well, damn you know how to flirt them pant off a man eh." He chuckled seemingly proud to have flustered me. I realized he hadn't tried his milkshake yet. "Dude drink the shit before it melts." He gave me a confused look but drank it anyway. He moaned at the taste of it. I immediately hardened at the sound blushing. Holy fucking shit men make that sound. Fuck why do people ever go for women. I'd happily let him stick his dick up me if he's gonna make those noises. Those beautiful melodic sounds. He looked up and me and I turned away embarrassed about the affect he had me. "So how long have you been doing your little dancing singing playing?" I shrugged. "I's don't know. Long time."