Ping

His boyfriend?

"How did I get here. Why me? This is all my father fault. Standing right in front of me is Jack Woods. (Aka) high school bully, my high school bullies. I came out in the 11 grab, of course it sucked because my town wasn't know for you know (being ok with the gays). If me coming out wasn't hard and bad enough Jack Woods made it a living nightmare for me. The gay jokes never stopped. I got bet up by guys almost every day, Jack always in the crowd somewhere. I remember coming home, back when mom was still alive, with blood running down my nose, mom almost had a heart attack. She tried to get me to tell her who did it to me but I told her I didn't want to make things worse.

"Please go to this meeting for me, I have another meeting at the same time and I can't make both." my dad said to me this morning while I was sipping a hot cup of coffee.

I frown at him "Why would I go and why would I want to? I said to him.

"Ping, please do this for the company. You said you wanted to start helping out more, well now your chance."

"I don't want to go."

"I'll pay you."

"Now your speaking my language, how much?

"400$."

"Add another 0 to that and you got a deal pops."

"Fine, but if you call me pops again it'll be 400."

Which leads us to where I am now. Which is trying not to faint. Jack may have been a bully in school but he was still hot. With his black hair perfect jawline and abs I would kill for. He still looks the same except he looks older and his hair is longer. I know who he is but I don't know if he recognizes me. I look a little different I was pretty scrawny in high school.

"What can I get you? Jack says.

I notice that he's wearing a choker and a white button down shirt and jeans.

"Margarita."

"One margarita coming right up."

The guy that I was supposed to meet her is late. Which is pissing me off.

"Can I buy you a drink," a man says behind me. I can practically smell the alcohol on him he's so close.

I raise my wallet up in the air.

"Do I look like I need you to buy me a drink."

"Oh, I got a feisty one."

He takes a seat next to me, scooting his chair closer to me. I scoot away from him.

"Look go somewhere else I have a guy I'm suppose to meet here."

"Well it looks like he's not here, how about I take over."

He says this all while grabbing his crotch. Fucking perv. A glass slides in front of me a hand attached to it. Jack's hand is attached to it, I don't even have to look. He just has nice hands