I see him taking off his helmet, he flips his brown hair to the other side and leaves the helmet on his motorcycle seat. I put up my black hood over my head and followed him to the petrol station, he looks around him cautiously as the wind blows his hair slightly to the left. He gets close to the door but he stops, I wait for him to turn around. "What do you want?" He spat not turning around, I walk closer to him until my mouth his close to his ear. "I want the money for the damage to my car your stupid bike made!" I shout down his ear, he hesitates from my voice but tries not to move. "I'm not giving you any money." He spoke, I raise one of my eyebrows. He seems confident. "Well, I hope you like hospital food." I say moving my fist towards his face but he blocks and shoves his foot between my legs tripping me up. His leg came over me and his foot pressed down on my chest so I couldn't get back up. He breathes heavily with his arms dangling down out of breath, I pull his arms as he falls on top of me. He stares at me with his deep blue eyes, my hood falls from my face so he can see my chocolate brown eyes. There's silence and none of us move. "Get the money by Friday!" I say pushing his body off of mine, I prop myself up with my elbows and pulled my hood back up, I stomp back to my car as he stands back up looking at me as I drive away. (Prequel) Book 1 of This Christmas | Jelix. This is the story of Jack and Mark's relationship before it went downhill so you could call this Septiplier.
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