The Bad Boy Diary – Episode 7

Written by, Rejoice

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#Chapter 7

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**Drake’s POV**

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“Bingggggggg…” My alarm sent loud annoying sounds into my ears, waking me

up from my sleep.

I slapped it off and it fell off the bedside table to the floor.

I tossed to the other end of the bed and rubbed the side of my head. “Arghh..” I groaned, feeling the head-ache.

Tossing to the centre, events of last night came flashing back.

Damn! they were cops!

They caught Franco. Damn.

I rolled off the duvet on my body and sat up from the bed, dropping my feet on the floor as I picked up my phone from the bedside table and the time is, “7:40am.”

I dropped back my phone, then remembering something, I took it and blocked Franco’s lines.

Why im I scared? Not like I’ve got anything with the business but Franco’s arrest could cause lots of things.

I got up and walked out to the kitchen to make breakfast. My mind not going away from last night.

～I was coming back from talking with Bill, one of the steady comers in NIGHTSHADE when I sighted the three men.

They weren’t uniformed. No one could suspect they were the police.

I stood where I was and kept my eyes on them as they stylishy searched about and my instinct told me they were searching for someone.

Soon, they begaj coming towards where Franco and the girls sat.

I moved back a bit and wondered why they are heading thereand also if I was the only one seeing this.

They had glass of wine each and then they stopped in front of Franco and the taller man moved forward to Franco with a friendly smile.

He began talking with Franco and the two others smiled along .. then in seconds his glass of wine wasn’t in his hand any longer and he brought out an ID from his shirt pocket and displayed it on Franco’s face with a changed face. Stoic

And wicked.

The cops! the cops!

I hurried away, passing crowd of dancers.

I guessed when I was already in my car and revising to speed off, others had noticed and was rushing out, escaping arrest.

I speed off.～

I breathed out as I took the coffee and toasted bread to the breakfsst bar and settled down to eat.

I told Franco to keep away from this bad ass business.

It only get you down when you least expect.

My mind wasn’t very at rest. I felt they are coming for me even though I ain’t involved in the business.

I ate slowly, not minding the time.

Just as I was washing the dishes my door bell rang and I went for it after dropping

the dishes in the drainboard.

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Opening the door, it was Gina.

She put on a sweet smile.

“Hey Drake.” she called, smiling.

“Gina. How’re you doing?”

“Im good. I was kinda curious about last night. I heard no music.” she said, staring at me.

I inhaled, “Didn’t felt like playing that last night.” I said.

She shrugged, “Alright, how was your night?” she asked.

“It was fine, and yours?”

“Twas fine too. I’ve gotta go prepare for school.” she said.

“Alright.” I said, moving in but she came forward and placed her lips on mine.

Pulling back, she smiled and walked off.

I brieftly stared at her before shutting my door.

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