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   Chapter 9 Adrenaline

Daredevil By Natasha Larson Characters: 5567

Updated: 2018-06-04 18:25

My feet are dead.

I slid the key into the lock and twisted it, but it jammed. I huffed and used my body to hit the door. I did so repeatedly until I was sure I'd popped out my shoulder and the door bursted open.

I was so distracted by my anger towards Darren, the door, and even Greg for leaving me there, that I'd been paying very little attention to my senses. Therefore, I was more than surprised to find Molly and some other guy butt-naked on her bed doing you know what. Wait. That wasn't her bed, it was mine.

"Is that my bed? Are you serious?" I gaped as the man awkwardly shuffled underneath the covers while Molly left herself on full display. I made sure my eyes didn't drift from her face, but it was extremely difficult considering I wanted to check if my bed had suffered any consequences.

"We were just having a little fun." She giggled and stood up, looking back at the boy who hid shamefully. "It's okay, Shamus, this is just my roommate, Faith."

Shamus looked up at me with soft brown eyes and I sighed, letting my compassion get the better of me. "Hey, Shamus." I welcomed somewhat awkwardly. It wasn't his fault that they were having sex in my bed. For all he knew, that was Molly's bed and she lived here alone. It really wasn't fair for me to be mad at him. Molly, however, was a different story.

"Um, hi Faith." He mumbled quietly. "Sorry, I'll go." Molly didn't stop him as he wrapped the covers around himself and got dressed behind it. I looked away in a measly attempt to make it less awkward. We stood in silence as Shamus stumbled out of our dorm, leaving my sheets on the floor in a tangled heap.

"Way to ruin the fun."

Darren did, I wasn't sure I wanted to deal with him, let alone prove him right. I guess I'll just have to get my adrenaline doses from somewhere else.

I rolled up the grocery store and got out of the car smoothly. Locking the car, I waltzed into the store, in a drastically better mood than earlier. I eyed the selection warily, but I knew we were running low. I didn't have a job at the moment, but when I was a teenager, I'd saved up enough money to last me a year at the least.

Ah, the days of dedication.

Surfing through the aisles, I found little that I wanted. As I approached the till, I noticed that the cashier had brown curly hair. Walking a little faster, I examined him as I arrived.


"Can I help you, miss?" He asked me and I frowned, wondering how he'd forgotten me. I blinked and suddenly he was gone. In front of me stood a balding middle-aged man. I shivered and tried to forget what had just happened.

"Yes, sorry." I said politely as I placed my items on the conveyor belt. As he weighed them in, I shook my head a few times to discard the remnants of the reverie.

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