Notorious Bad Boy — Chapter Epilogue

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Blake's POV

For the past few weeks things have felt...different.

Lately I've been feeling watched, not always alone when I am.

It could be me just being paranoid, I'm not used to things going so well for so long.

But that's what I've been summing it up to be just paranoia.

But these feelings have been getting worse.

Certain things I would remember I don't, certain things I would feel I don't.

I haven't talked to anyone about it, not my brothers and definitely not Samantha.

Since I've had all of this on my mind I seem kind of distant especially with Samantha. I could sense that she knew something was wrong and I wanted to talk to her, but I just couldn't.

I just wasn't ready to talk about this, I wasn't even sure there was anything to talk about...

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Samantha's POV

"Kiefer Dela Vega." The principle said. I could feel my eyes fill with tears.

As I sat in the crowd with Kiesha, Adam, Aya, and Blake we watched Kiefer walk up on the stage.

Aya, kieshay, and I screamed while Adam whistled earning us glares from the rest of the crowd.

Kiesha and I cried as we watched Kiefer shake hands with the vice principle and then the principle.

He took the diploma in his hand, and before he walked off the stage switched the tassel on his hat.

I could feel the tears falling down my face.

I just couldn't believe the boy I used to make mud pies with was actually graduating high school. He was growing up and that scared me.

I felt Blake gently squeeze my hand, when I looked over to him he smiled at me crookedly and wiped the tear falling down my cheek. The touch of his skin on mine made my insides warm, and I immediately forgot why I was upset.

Adam was looking forward to seeing the cliché scene of the caps being thrown into the air, even though Aya and I tried to tell him that it only happens in movies. But even with the warning he was still upset when it didn‘t happen.

After the ceremony Kiefer hugged all his friends, talked and laughed at all memories they shared, while Kiesha took pictures of every moment.

"Mom stop..." Kiefer said sheepishly.

"Oh honey you only graduate High school once!" She said.

"Oh god tell me you're not crying too!" He said to me.

"No...I just got something in my eye, a twig or something I'll be fine." I said as I rubbed my eyes.

"Oh Samantha there's no reason for you to be crying." He said as he took me in his arms and held me tightly.

"Yes there is. You're too immature and dumb to be a High school graduate." I said playfully.

"Oh really I'll show you immature and dumb." He said as he got me in a headlock and rubbed his knuckles on my head.

"Help me!" I said playfully.

"Stop it Kiefer, let me take a picture of you two." Kiesha said and Kiefer let me go, but not before I gently hit him on the arm.

After we stood beside each other and took the picture.

"Okay guys I'm going to head home to get the house set up for dinner." kieshay said.

When Kiesha left, Kiefer turned to us enthusiastically

"So guys Richie Smith bought out club 21 tonight for all the graduates, and you guys are invited." Kiefer said, and I heard Adam and Aya squeal in excitement.

I looked over to Blake who leaned back against a tree.

"Do you want to go?" I asked him, to which he responded with a shrug of the shoulders.

"Alright, we're in." I said with a smirk.

"Yes! You guys won't even need an ID; Richie knows the bodyguard and their selling alcohol." Kiefer said.

"Wow Kiefer your enthusiasm is killing me." I said with a smirk.

"Oh shut up. We better get going before Kiesha throws a fit." Kiefer said.

Kiefer took Adam and Aya back in his car and I left with Blake.

"You haven't said much." I said to Blake as he drove back to the house.

"Oh sorry." He said. "What's on your mind?" I asked him. "Nothing." He said.

Well if he wasn't going to talk to me about whatever was going on I wasn't going to push the issue. I was annoyed because I thought we were over this keeping secrets, clearly I was wrong.

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"I cannot wear this!" I screeched to Aya's as I looked at myself in the mirror.

I was wearing Aya's short black sleeveless dress, which had see through mesh material that went from my neck and in between my cleavage.

"Why not?" She asked surprised.

"Because half of the dress is missing."

Since Kiefer told us these plans on such short notice I wasn't able to get a dress, so Aya was lending me one of hers...

"Stop being ridiculous." She said.

"I don't know if you realize this but blaky and Kiefer will kill me." I said to her.

“Stop being so dramatic, besides this is your only option." She said to me, which was true.

"I guess..." I said.

Aya wore a black halter dress with a gold lace pattern.

When we both were finally ready we walked down stairs where Kiefer, Adam, and Blake sat.

Aya was the first one they saw. I could hear the compliments they gave her.

"Alright guys before Samantha comes down you need to know that I gave her that dress because she had nothing to wear...so yeah." Aya said.

"Oh I'm definitely not going to like this..." I heard Kiefer say.

I took a deep breath and continued down the steps into the living room.

"You're kidding?" Kiefer said, Blake didn't say anything which was worse.

"What the hell are you wearing? Or should I say not wearing." Kiefer said.

"Oh come on Kiefer lighten up. I bet if Aya wore this you wouldn't have any problem." I said as I crossed my arms.

"Yeah because Aya doesn't attract trouble like you do! Aren't you going to say anything?" Kiefer said to Blake.

"Doesn't matter what I say it's not like she's going to listen to me. She will be fine; I'll be with her the whole time." He said before he walked out to the car.

"What the hell is his problem?" I asked, to which they all shrugged in response.

"Ugh let's go!" I said as grabbed my coat and angrily stomped out of the house.

"Oh well this should be fun..." I heard Adam say.

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The club was filled with hundreds of dancing bodies. It was mostly dark with flashing strobe lights and in the back was a bar that lit up.

Walking into this club I had one and only one goal and that was to get Blake pissed off.

In the back of my mind I knew I was being immature and childish, but the whole aroma and scene of this club brought me back to my club days. The days when I didn't have a care in the world, I would go out all night doing what I wanted and I guess I missed that.

"Let's go Aya." I said as I grabbed her by the hand and pushed passed the people to get to the bar.

"Oh God!" I heard Aya say as we reached the bar. I looked over to see her looking down and covering her face with her hand.

"What?!" I asked.

"My brother!" She said and then quickly went back to where Kiefer and Adam stood.

When I turned around towards the bartender I knew what she meant, cause her gorgeous brother was standing behind the bar wearing a black t-shirt that accented his muscles.

"Look Who it is." He said with a smirk that made my insides melt.

"Hey." I said nervously.

"So I'm going to assume that was my sister who just ran away." He said

"uhm...uh...no." I said.

"Sure..." He said with a smirk.

All I could do was giggle like a tween with a crush. I love Blake I really do, but Dylan was so movie-star gorgeous that I couldn't help but giggle.

"But anyway what can I get you?" He asked.

"Rum and redbull please." I said.

"Coming right up." He said

He placed the drink on the bar and had a smirk on his face, but it suddenly disappeared into a more intimidating glare.

I didn't have to turn around to see who it was because I felt the heavy arm around my shoulder, and then the voice. The voice that could make me happiest and the saddest.

"Do you need something? Are you waiting for a tip? Here ya go." He said and placed 3 quarters on the bar.

"Blake stop." I said lowly.

"Na man don't really need something from you, just this beautiful girl." He said with venom tracing each word. Dylan looked extremely intimidating and if it was any other guy I think they would have already peed there pants but it was Blake and it's going to take a lot more than a pair of strong muscles and an intimidating look to scare him

"My girlfriend is beautiful isn't she..." Blake said glancing over me appreciatively.

"Wow Samantha this is your boyfriend? You could do much better."

I could see Blake clenching his fists holding back from punching Dylan right in the face.

"I tell her that all the time..." Blake said after he took a deep breath.

"Blake lets go come on." I said as I took my drink and grabbed Blake by his arm.

"Sorry Dylan, I'll see you around." I said as I walked away.

As soon as we were far from the bar Blake pulled from my grip and walked away from me annoyed.

"What the hell?" I screamed but wasn't heard over the loud music. Before I began to chase Blake throughout the club, I downed my drink and put it on the nearest table.

I quickly pushed pass the dancing people trying not to lose sight of Blake's head.

5 minutes later I see him going into the men's bathroom, and I follow him inside.

Thankfully there was no one inside except Blake. So I locked the bathroom door and saw Blake just leaning against the bathroom wall annoyance clear all over his body.

"What the hell are you doing here?" He asked me strongly.

"Trying to talk to you!" I said.

"Well I don't want to talk to you." He said.

"Oh stop being a baby!"

"You want to talk? Let's talk! What the hell were you doing flirting with Mr. Abercrombie and Fitch?" He screamed.

"I wasn't flirting, I was talking! That's Aya's brother, I met him the night when I saw you sucking that slurs face!" I screamed, but deep down I knew I was lying.

"We already talked about that! You need to let it go!" He said.

"I'll let it go when I want to!"

"Whatever. You were clearly flirting with that kid!"

"Okay so what if I was? It's not like you care! You've been acting weird and ignoring me for the past few weeks. I know you're hiding something and if we're going back to keeping secrets tell me right now, because I'm not doing that again!" I said.

"I can't tell you what's going on cause you'll think I'm nuts!" He said.

I looked at him for a moment and noticed things that I haven't before. There were dark bags under his eyes and he looked pale, like he didn't get much sleep.

I stepped towards him and gently caressed his cheek.

"You know you can always talk to me, plus I already think you're crazy and that's my favorite part about you." I said with a smirk on my face.

"For the past few weeks I've felt like I was being watched, like someone's always there with me. I first noticed it when my locker was left unlocked, at first I thought I forgot. Then I noticed your car was unlocked, another thing I brushed off as a mistake. But then more and more things started to go missing and were left open. I also can't get rid of the feeling of being watched. It's as if someone's always there. When I'm on my bike, at work, at school, at home, it's like someone's there with me." He said as he let out a deep breath.

I looked at him and he was very serious about this and I was scared but I didn't show it.

I took him in my arms and held him close to me and comforted him as much as I could.

"Don't worry babe, everything's going to be okay. We'll talk to your brothers they will know what to do. Tonight you'll stay at my house and you'll get some rest." I said.

"I promise you we will figure this out no matter what we have to do." I said as I held his face and looked into his eyes.

I kissed him deeply and it was filled with passion, but also filled with fear, fear and unknowing...

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Blake's POV

It was 3 weeks after Kiefer's graduation and things were getting better.

I told my brothers about what was going on and they didn't think I was crazy. They said they were glad I told them and since then they were on guard.

But I wasn't feeling watched as often anymore, and that made me feel a lot better. But when I did get the feeling, it was so strong that I would scream and tell who Evers there to come out and fight me like a man.

But besides that Samantha and I haven't been so happy, things were amazing between us and that's all that mattered.

But now I'm sitting at the airport with Samantha waiting for our flight to California and the smile on my face couldn't be any brighter or wider. I was leaving Austria and I was leaving this feeling of being watched, unless I'm crazy and making this feeling up...I guess we will find out.

Convincing Kiesha to let me take Samantha to California was hard, but convincing Kiefer was much harder. But we did it, and here we are.

Being far away with Samantha was what I always wanted, to be with the girl I love.

I know it will be for a short time, but it's going to be amazing. Just me and her, no problems or worries to bother us.

But in the back of my mind I knew we were going to have to come back and face reality soon, a new threat was among us and for some reason I felt it wasn't going to be easy to defeat...