Chapter 34

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I fall to the concrete floor with a thud, as the girl on top me slaps me around a couple times in the face. She continued shouting and calling me as many names as she could think of, from hoebag to assfucker.

I laugh when she punches my nose, calling me an orphan. Which only pissed her off more.

I hear Sophie and Terra in the back telling me to stop stalling so we could go home.

It was after school when the red-head on top of me came from behind, pulling my hair telling me how much of a bitch I was.

"Maxy please I wanna go get pizza. Hurry up I'm hungry!" Sophie called out

"Yea Max! What the hell! just end her already so we can leave" Terra sighed. I coud sense the frustration and hunger they had. After all school ended for the day and here we were still stuck in the juniors parking lot.

"Fine" I laugh out. I couldn't help it. This cute tall red-head had came up to me from behind and started to pull my hair hitting me and pushing me until I tripped on a traffic cone, making me fall. It was pretty fucking amusing.

I slip my arms over her waist and pick her up at the same time I pick myself up off of the ground. I watch her eyes go wide as I had her carried, her legs dangling over my back.

Without a word I body slammed her to the ground and punched her right in her pretty green eye.

She knocked out after that.

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"She was hot though" Terra adds finishing her third slice of pizza.

We met the guys at the run down pizza place across from Niko's house. Terra was talking about the little incident I had with the red-head at school.

"Do we know her?" Mason asked looking at me with a grin

I shrugged "Never seen her, then again I don't really pay attention to kids faces in school" I admit.

"Ew Troy chew your food!" Sophie yells. Troy had a whole pizza in his mouth and another in his hand ready to be sucked into his food hole.

"Make me" he muffled out. His teeth filled with tomato sauce and pepperoni. Sophie gags and turns away from him.
"You know I still look good" he breaths out, wiggling his brows.

Niko shakes his head and scrunches his nose. "You need a paper towel man?" He asks him, already handing him the bunch that were on the table.

"Nope, I'm good" he replies, grabbing his shirt collar and wiping the sauce off his face with it. He rubs his stomach with satisfaction. "Were to now my hermiones?" Adding a Spanish accent at the last word.

"It's 'hermanos'. Hermione is that girl from the Harry Potter movies, pendejo." Niko smirks

Troy gasps "Hey, hey. What did we say about you name calling me in Spanish? Tell him Mason, tell him!" Troy shouts with his index finger pointing at Niko. A couple of people sitting in booths next to us turning around to see.

"No name calling Troy in languages he doesn't understand." Mason says rolling his eyes.

Niko rolls his eyes at Troy "Who are you? Donald Trump?" He laughs

Troy gasps even more dramatic than the first time "How fucking dare you compare me to that racist old Cheeto looking of a man! Take it back Niko!" Troy crosses his arms over his chest. It was like seeing a big ass eight year old having a tantrum.

"Sorry" Niko says with a bored expression.ย 

It wasnt enough for Troy, he turned his face with his eyes closed and his chin up.

I sigh, this was getting ridiculous.

"Mason" Troy sings out.

Mason looks up from his plate at Troys bratty face and looks back down to pick up his slice of pizza. "Niko, say it like you mean it." Mason's voice sounded of that of a father that was ready to set them up for adoption.

Niko huffs and sees Mason with a serious look on his face. "I'm sorry for calling you Donald Trump, and a dumbass in Spanish. You are ten millions times more hotter than him and not as much of a dumbass as people say you are. Do you forgive me?" Nikos finishes with a puppy face.

Troy purses his lips and nods "Fine" he gets up "lets go by me ice cream" he smiles, and runs to the front.

Niko groans but goes after him regardless.

"You guys are worse than us" Sophie laughs. Mason shakes his head and stretches a bit before getting up himself.

"So then Niko's place?" Mason asks us.

I didnt get to answer him when my phone beeps.

I tried to hide the smile creeping up at my face when I saw D.W. on the notification bar.

"Um" I reply looking from my phone and putting it in my pocket "actually, I have to go. Something came up. But I'll see you guys tomorrow at school ok" I say calmly

"Everything ok Max?" Mason asks lifting up his brow.

"Yea, course. Just some stuff I have to clear up with Kayla is all. I'll text you later?"

Mason frowns, he knew me more then the others. He knew I was lying. Luckily he didn't push it further. "Ok. But text me if you need anything. Promise?"

"Promise"

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The only thing that was heard on the Purple Pig's parking lot was the moaning and groaning coming out of the police car I was in.

I couldn't help myself anymore, and I simply didn't give a fuck. I wasnt going to wait for Officer Wess to make the first move. It had to be me.

When he had arrived at the gas station we agreed to meet on by phone, I didn't think that he would have came in his police car. Let alone his fucking uniform.

Seeing him in that made even my insides groan.

He knew he looked good, he had done it on purpose, the son of a bitch. His smirked when he had gotten out of his car and towards me had never left his mouth.

"Hungry?" He had asked as we were still standing there.

I couldnt resist, my eyes roamed his body. Staring from his gorgeous thick hair to his perfect smile. From his broad shoulder to his vein filled arms, down to his groin and stopped there for a bit before looking back up.

"Starving" I smirk

I see Damiens ears and neck turn a soft shade of red. He was blushing.

He shook his head and opened the door for me.

After that, all I remember is him parking at a restaurant because he was celebrating something, and before him opening the door, I jumped over to his side and straddled him.

"Max, anyone that gets too close can easily see in here" Damien breathes out. His nervousness getting the best of him.

I bite my bottom lip and slip out of the black t-shirt I had on. Leaving me with a cream color tank top I had since freshmen year.

I hear him let out a groan as I feel his hips grind up. My black bra covering as much breast as it could. That too was from freshman year.

He couldn't help himself. I saw how he was contemplating this. He wanted to withstand the urge of touching me. But he failed.

His hands grabbed my breast hard, squeezing them and kneading them that they were turning red from his grip. I let out a moan.

He brings his hand to the back of my neck and harshly pushes my face to his, quickly licking my lips and kissing me roughly.

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We had lost track of time. We most likely lasted half and hour dry humping each other until we saw a car trying to park next to us.

I pulled away seeing Damien frown at the motion.

"Dumbasses, they have twenty more parking spaces to choose from, and they decide to come park here?" His voice hoarse. "I'm writing them a ticket" He nods

I laugh "A ticket for what?"

"For being bumbasses" He states getting out of the car

I chuckle and open my door too.

Damien huffs "I was going to get that for you" he frowns

"Get what?"

"The, door?" He points at it

I shrug

He rolls his eyes "Come one were late, I made the reservations for four thirty and its already five" he grabs my hand rushing us a little

He halts and turns to me. His giant hands on each side of my face "Not that I regret being late at all"

I smile.

Damien doesn't move for a while. We stayed in the same position for a couple of seconds "Your smile, its beautiful" his voice sounded softer

I didnt know to to say. I felt vulnerable, yet happy. Two of the things I didn't never feel or needed in my life. But here I was acting like a little child over getting called beautiful.

I purse my lips and backed away quickly. Damien frowns, and for some reason I didn't like the feeling.

We both clear our throats at the same time. "Lets go eat" he smiles

I nod "So, Purple Pig eh? Hope its as good as it sounds"

Damien scrunched his eyebrows together. "How in the world does purple pig sound good to you? Trust me if I hadn't came with my partner. I would have never step foot in this place. But I must say, their ribs are the best ribs I have ever tasted." He adds

We walk to the front door and wait to get seated. Damien never letting go of my hand as he spoke to the hostess until we sat down to eat.

We stayed talking for hours. Laughing at his stories of when he had just joined the police academy.

He was an interesting person to hear. I liked that. Everthing that came out of his mouth, every story or fact that he had, sounded incredibly intellengnet and poised.

Poised, another thing I never was, or am.

"So tell me, what are we even celebrating?" I blow my hair out of my face

He smiles "Well, I got promoted. I'm a detective now"

I raise a brow, "Ah, congratulations. Detective Wess."

Damien licked his lips "That sounded really nice coming out of your mouth" His eyes turned glossy and his hand reached up for mine.

"You know what else would be nice coming out of my mouth?" I tease

Damiens eyes open more then normal and chokes out the water he had just drank.

He composes himself before speaking "Would you like to continue were we had left off from our last date?" His hard gaze never leaving my eyes.

"Yes" it had came out faster then I had intended it to.

He smirks and gets up from his chair, tossing the napkin cloth on the table. He walks to me and reaches for my hand. "Let's get out of here"

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You guys really think I'm gonna have y'all waiting on me with blue balls??? ๐Ÿ”ต๐Ÿ”ต

I ain't no tease!!!

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