Troubled Youth

Gotta blast

BILLY'S POV:
I wake up to the sun beaming through my blinds I smile, this is my day I own today I realize there's not extra warmth near me meaning Ian left I assume. I straddle out of bed as I stand up I notice a paper note sticked against my dresser mirror I read it as it read got to see what Coy needs text me when you want - Ian.
Well okay I take a shower, not going to lie I feel disgusted with myself that I slept with Ian, I'm supposed to be badass but even badasses have problems and issues too.
After I'm done with my business, I change into ripped dark skinny jeans with a dark purple tank top not feeling like I want to wear a bra, I throw my leather jacket on along with my boots.
My hair is not messed with it's just down, I throw my helmet on starting the engine of my beautiful bike, I drive off into the bad part of town; I stop at this shitty looking gas station I pull up cutting the engine as I took my helmet off throwing it onto the seat of my bike, I walk into the gas station I notice a few people robberies usually happen on this part of town mostly because the places around here don't have security or alarms it just happens. I open a water from the cooler and start drinking it well because I'm going to pay for it obviously,
"Abrán What brings you here" I hear the cashier say fear laced with his voice
As I lazily open another water dropping the first bottle on the floor hearing it echo
"I need Money I except you to give me" he said with a thick accent I look over at a guy with tattoos literally covering his body except his face, he had a gun pointed to the guy I was literally the only other person in here I try to avoid the scene that is happening,
Dropping another bottle I drink down another water
"Hey why are you drink all my waters" the cashier asked in frustration
I turn around dropping another bottle with an eyebrow raised looking pissed
"Why don't you ask my fucking throat" I spat grabbing another water walking over to them
"How much money do you need Pablo" I asked Abrán
The guy looked down at my tiny figure and chuckled
"Yeah right tu sólo una pequeño princesa" he said in his accent (your just a little princess) I knew exactly what he said, it made my skin burn I was so pissed
"Mierda tú I'm a Pierce I practically bleed money" I spat (fuck you) he was shocked that I understood him or that I'm a Pierce either way he was mad at my outburst I throw cash into the counter as I walked out, stomping to my bike no one calls me princesa ever. I felt a strong hand grab my wrist turning me around to face Abrán
"What!" I shout at him he just starred at me with anger
"You shouldn't have made your point back there" he said his accent getting thick from him being angry I gotta say accents are a panty melter but right now I was just mad
"Why because your to broke to put gas in your convertible" I asked anger dripping from my lips he starred down at my lips for a brief second then focused on me
"I have a shit ton of money" he growled tightening his grip honestly I would gladly break it for him because every nerve in me was burned which pain wouldn't affect me
"Then why'd you ask the cashier for some" I asked jerking my wrist from him as I cross my arms he is definitely stronger than me but at least I got my wrist back I cock an eyebrow waiting for a response
"It's not your business" he says trying to calm down I grab my helmet throwing it into the road
"You know what something about you pisses me off" I spat pulling at my hair in frustration
He looks at me with amusement and leans on his car which is parked close to mine
"I want to see more" he said as his accent drips
"What" I ask now confused
"I fucking want to see more" he says grabbing my throat I just stare at him not letting his affect wear on me
"Then you shall" I spat as he released himself