"I didn't ask to be in the middle of your ego-battle," I grumble.
Blake pins me to my locker, hands resting on either side of my head. "Well, you got it in anyway, Darling," he whispers. His face is inches away from mine and damn me for licking my l...
A/N: In celebrating our first 250k reads, this quarter million, I have another bonus chapter for y'all! Most of you goldies wanted one from Mysterious Fucker's POV and the tribe has spoken!
PS: THIS WAS A BONUS CHAPTER BUT BECAUSE IT'S SO IMPORTANT AND Y'ALL KEEP SKIPPING BONUS CHAPTERS, I'M MAKING THIS AN ACTUAL CHAPTER.
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Nobody's story starts with nothing.
It's not just a blank page life hands you and then 'whoop, go fill it with great adventures and be who destiny needs you to be'.
No.
Everyone has a big-ass prologue they get to start with. How they came to be. How their parents loved each other or how it took weeks to decide on a name.
My prologue, however, would consist out of three words.
He had nothing.
And I guess, I still don't have much, but at least I've got more then what my prologue introduced me with.
Abandoned, left at the doorstep of an orphanage, I had to try and figure out who I need to be by myself. Don't worry, I'll spare you the sob story of poor me and how the orphanage treated me and how I ended up mixed with gangs.
I didn't have a choice but to except the offer a gang leader made me. I would be whatever he needed me to be and be nice to his two spoiled kids. His wife, I'd have to admit, is a friendly lady that treated me well.
And then, at the start of some miracle chapter, I got the opportunity to meet a fallen universe. Not star or moon or ocean or even life itself could describe the girl I got to meet.
"The Sterling gang are advertising their prized daughter. Believed to be a beauty, but it's really not the girl that's got my interest," I heard my leader say to his wife and eldest child.
"What is it, Father?" the boy sighed.
We were the same age, but a major difference in personalities.
"Don't be stupid, Son. Forming an alliance with the Sterling gang is crucial. We won't have a choice but to send out a proposal," my leader said.
"There's no way, I'm marrying someone I don't know," his son shot back.
