chapter 8 aroura

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It's really quite. We drive to his home it's not in town it's by the river and it's huge. It has a massive wrap around porch with a love swing. It reminds me of a old ranch with a new big home on it. At first I thought he must have family here. Then thought it's his mommas house. But when I asked he laughed.

"Sweetheart this is my home. I built it a few years ago. I am barely here though. I normally at the club house" he says on a side glance


"Ahhh" I say.

he shows me around and to be honest I think I'll get lost. But he ensures me that I won't if so he will put a cattle tracker on me not gonna lie I won't put it past him. I can picture it now. I'll be sitting down and hearing a beeping noise him tracking me.

He shows me to my room it's bloody fancy. I'm sure a girl helped him. Or he is gay.. always the bloody hot ones. I'm a little nervous. I've not had this much space. I really want to see lil too. But she is prop with family. He can cook that surprises me to. I'm.getting sold that he is gay. No problem just disappointed. Not sure why.

Dad is coming tomorrow to let me meet a lady who is taking me shopping. Fist didn't approve so now I get accompanied by dad and the girl. Roll eyes moment. He is reply protective. When I'm not in eye sight he seems to find me. I am excited he has a gym so once I'm cleared I am going to train. I loved it. Done it for 13 years. I am not some bad ass. Just needed to know how to make rage look good. But for now I'll get dressed to go for a run. Standing out side the house stretching and doing breathing excersises. My fucking ribs kill but I need to get past it. My scares are what made me. not who I should be. Broken.

I start of with a light jog and I feel the burn and my ribs telling me to stop. I stop to stretch and start the process all over again. Untill my body is numb enough to not feel the burn the pain the agony. Up untill I heard the sound of motor bikes through my ear peace to a ipod I stole from fist. His music is different. wonder if dad will get me one so I can pick my own music.

The bike pulls up I know I am sore from running I know this is going to suck to fight back if this person is a threat.

"Hey darling. Shouldn't u be at fist"

I look up "oh thank God it's u" I say. on a out breath of air.

"Aurora u just got out of hospital where is fist" dad says in a hard tone. I flintch

"well um fixing his bike. He really sucks at keeping an eye out on people u should get a new prez" I say jokingly. dad smiles

"come on sweet heart get on the back I'll take u back to the house" I do agree coz I've done alot of running. Plus my ribs feel like they are going to re snap. The burn Holy crap the burn. We get back and there is people everywhere running. Then fist comes out.

"Where on earth have u been aroura" I gulp he looks pissed.

"I went for a run and dad here kept me company you should talk to him about that" I quickly go to run up stairs he grabs my arm.

"Sweet heart you suck at lying I know cruise" I smile

"yes sir but I didn't lie. He kept me company on the way back. So I didn't lie" I hear laughing to turn and see dad laughing with a prospect. Dad grining ear to ear.

"She also said we need a new prez. you don't watch your surroundings" I look at dad as if to say really.

"Yo prez she kinda has u on that man"

He looks at me.

"Oh two can play that game sweet heart". I gulp. No shit I think to myself.

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