Fell In Love With The Bad Girl

The doorbell woke Frederick up and he hissed out loudly.

"Who the hell is disturbing my peace this morning?"

He grumpily said with his eyes still closed. He got home and went to bed due to tiredness.

The bell came again and he got down from the bed, picked his robe and threw it over his body, and took a long stroll out of his bedroom.

He rushed down the stairs and pulled the main door open after looking through the pinhole.

"You don't have to wake me up so early like this. What happened to your house?"

Larry pushed him away and got inside.

"Dude, you disappeared without a trace last night. I called you severally but no way so I had to come here to see if you are home or you have been killed by the black Devilish Angel"

Frederick frowned deeply, causing wrinkles on his forehead. He can't believe that Larry would be in his home as early as six to ask if he has been killed or is still alive. Understandably, Larry is looking out for him but he should have called again.

"I am alive though, next time, call the phone. I don't appreciate people waking me up early in the morning."

Frederick stated and walked to one of his couches to sit down.

Larry glared at him and walked to the bar to pour himself a drink.

Among all the four friends, Larry and Frederick have to be the closest, they are more like brothers and they look out for each other.

"Don't forget a glass for me"

Frederick yelled. Larry shook his head,

"I am sure you are not handicapped"

He said and walked to a couch to sit down with a glass of wine.

Frederick ignored his statement and closed his eyes then rested his head backward.

"Now that you have seen that I am okay, you can as well leave if you are done with your drink"

"Sorry bro I am not going anywhere until you tell me what happened last night, you owe me that for being worried about you"

"Larry, there is nothing to tell you."

"I hear you! Then be ready to house me all day because I am not leaving here without hearing it. You can't tell me you disappeared for nothing. What did the black witch do to you? I mean how did it go with her? Don't pretend as if you don't know what I am talking about"

Frederick chuckled and opened his eyes.

"We had sex, are you good now?"

Larry stilled and stared at Frederick,

"Are you for real? Where did you get a condom because I know you never carry one with you or did she come with one?"

Frederick narrowed his eyes at Larry and wondered who the hell he was at that moment. Larry is not bothered he had sex with a stranger but if he used a condom. Obviously, Larry expected him to have sex.

"Larry, I think we are done with this discussion. I need to freshen up. See yourself out if you are done"

Frederick said and stood up then walked upstairs.

Larry watched him leave and afterwards, smirked.

"You got whipped after all. She really got to you for you to have sex with someone you don't know, unlike you"

He said and drained the last drop of his wine, set the glass on the side stool then left the house.

Frederick Bushman lives alone in this big apartment of his. It was moderate enough for a bachelor like him. Although his girlfriends stay here with him but he is single now and for a long time he has been searching for Mrs. Right. No lady has even shared his view of life and he is afraid to settle down with someone who has nothing in common with him.

For five years he has lived in Big Raven, but his identity has been unknown. His friends knew little about him and he is not ready to disclose who he is to the world.

Every single person sees him as an average guy but he knows he is more than that.

Right under the shower, his mind would not stop wondering about the lady he met last night, how right last night felt.

He is not crazy but meeting someone who is crazy made him crazy and he doesn't know if it's a good thing.

"Kristen, I just hope that it wouldn't be sex only for us. I would want to know what else you can offer"

He said under the shower. His mind went to Larry and he wondered if he is gone. He chuckled, it's unbelievable that Larry had to come as early as this to know how his night went yesterday.

"Thanks, Larry. You have proven to me countless times that you are more than a brother to me. This friendship of ours will linger for a long time"

He said and turned off the shower then stepped out of the bathroom.

It's a Saturday morning and he had no plans on how to spend it. Maybe he would do something different, like looking for the Angel he spent the night with.

He walked out of the bathroom and walked straight to his huge crystal clear closet.

His room looked luxurious enough. There is a huge king-size bed in the middle of the room and a rug made of gold under the bed. It's in a way that the bed is on top of the rug

By the right end of the room, has a mini fridge and the left side has a huge portrait of him hanging on the wall.

The wall was painted blue and white horizontally and a painting of his parents was on the wall at the back of his closet. He wants no one to see it so he uses the closet to block it.

In fact, none of his exes has ever visited this room.

He has another room he uses as his bedroom whenever his exes visit and it has always gone like that.

Hopefully, one day he would trust someone enough to allow her into this bedroom of his.