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The Bad Girl By XmysterysmileX Characters: 9266

Updated: 2018-03-02 15:33


Jake's P.O.V

After half an hour of me debating whether or not to go with Meghan on her motorcycle, I finally pushed myself to get on it. Well, actually Meghan threatened to cut my manhood off if I didn't get on the bike in less than three seconds so did I really have a choice?

No I didn't.

Now, we are currently strolling through the mall while Meghan looks at the stores, deciding whether or not to head in. I trail behind Meghan silently, glancing around to see people looking at Meghan with small frowns. I know exactly why they are giving Meghan that look and thats because Meghan's tattoos are on show since Meghan decided to roll up her sleeves up to her elbows, revealing only some of the ink that is twirled on her arm.

I don't really know why they think they have the right to judge Meghan to be honest. First of all, Meghan can do whatever she wants with her body and second, I bet all of these people have done something extreme in their life before.

Wait, why am I saying this? I have been giving her that look ever since she appeared in my house that day! She is a freaking delinquent so what the hell am I suppose to do? Welcome her with open arms?

I don't think so.

All of a sudden, Meghan stops walking, making me bump into her back. I let out a groan and before I can say 'what was that for', Meghan turns around and sends me a weird look which shuts me up.

"We need an umbrella." Meghan says and I frown in confusion.

"Its not raining outside--" Meghan cuts me off with a small growl. She runs her hand through her blonde hair and looks around before grabbing my hand and pulling me into a random store.

As I look around to see where we are, my cheeks flame up in embarrassment. The undergarments and lingerie surround me in a uncomfortable way but before I can say anything, Meghan snaps her fingers in my face, bringing me out of my thoughts.

"This is what we are going to do. We need to get an umbrella so we can put the clothes in there to hide them." Meghan says and I just look at Meghan, speechless.

Does she really think that I am going to be apart of this? Because if she does, she better think again! I am not going to get into all of this bad stuff and-

"Anything I can help you with?" A girl appears in front of Meghan and I, grinning a little as she looks between us. "Maybe to choose what to impress your lover tonight--"

"Wha--"

"We are fine." Meghan says and the girl nods, walking away but I didn't miss the wink she sent our way before leaving. Meghan looks up at me and chuckles.

"Embarrassed, Jakie?" Meghan asks, probably referring to the blush that is making its way across my face. I gulp and shake my head, looking anywhere but Meghan. When I realise that we are still in the store though,

looks over at me and looks me over quickly before throwing me a smirk.

"Taking out my girl, I see?" The guy says and my eyes go wide at his words. Before I can speak, the girl chuckles, making me look over at her.

"Maybe she won't turn on him like she did to us." The girl says, looking up at the guy and he narrows his eyes at her.

"Evie, don't start." The guy says and Meghan scratches the back of her neck awkwardly.

"Look, Drake..." Meghan starts but before she can continue, Drake holds his hand up to her face.

"No need to explain anything. You had to do what you had to do and I don't blame you." Drake says in a calm tone and Meghan let's out a sigh.

"It wasn't right though. I fucked you all up when you didn't deserve it." Meghan says and Drake shrugs.

"All good, princess. Anyway, I must be going." Drake says, beginning to tug on Evie's hand and when the disappear, Meghan let's go of my hand and sighs, running a hand through her hair.

"I'm such a fuck up." Meghan says in a quiet voice and I frown at her.

"You okay?" I ask and Meghan looks up at me as if she is suprised that I am still here. She nods quickly and begins to walk with the umbrella swinging around her index finger and the plastic bag with the stolen clothes around her thumb, her free hand shoved into her pocket.

I follow behind Meghan as the questions race to my head. I push all of the thoughts away but that still doesn't stop the curiosity from staying in my mind.

What the hell should I do?

Talk to Meghan, duh, my brain says as if it is the most obvious thing in the world and I let out a sigh.

I guess I'll have to if I want to rest my thoughts. Let's just hope she won't lash out at me because I really don't want to die today.

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A/N - What do you think of this chapter? Comment below, people.

-XmysterysmileX

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