world of gangs

chapter twenty

Alexandra's pov:

Silent.

Dead silent.

You wanna know what happened after we got in the car. Nothing happened until we arrived to the house. Everyone got out of the car and that's when I decided to speak.

"Matt?" I muttured quietly barely hearing my own voice, and when he didn't reply I said

"Look Matt I know you're angry but this time I'm really sorry it won't ha__"

"You're going back to Britain with them when they leave" he stated calmly

"What?" I whispered not believing what I had heard

"I said you're going back to Britain with them so go pack your things that you have here and we'll get the rest tomorrow morning because I'm so done with your immature behaviour" he finished his sentence as he opened the front door and went in leaving me standing at the same spot staring after him. I hadn't noticed the others following him until Eva put her hands on my shoulder and mumbled a quiet 'let's get inside'

"I'm going straight to my room and I'm locking the door so if they bothered to ask about me tell them I don't want to talk to anyone" I told Eva as I left her standing and went upstairs, I locked the door and went into the bathroom to have a shower, as I felt the hot water running down my body I couldn't help but think

Why I feel sad?

I was the one who refused to live here and wanted to go back to Britain

Yet again, shouldn't I feel at least a little bit happy?

When I got out the bathroom walking toward my bed, a hand wrapped around my body with the other one over my mouth so I couldn't scream. Before I start panicking, I bit down the hand, hard as my attacker hissed in pain -clearly he was taken aback- I grabbed hid hand, twisted it, tripped him and pushed him to the ground. So he was on his stomach with me on his back.

"Fuck..." he groaned in pain

When had I heard this voice...

"Jack?" I asked surprised which turned to scowl

"How the hell did you get in?"

"The window" he shrugged then smirked as he looked at me, then I realized that I was -still- on top of him so I got up and sat on the edge of my bed watching him as he sat beside me

"I like it more when we were on the ground"

"How pissed is he on a scale of one to ten?" I asked ignoring his comment

"Let's see ..." he paused as if he was thinking then said "I would say fifteen"

I let out a sigh and said

"Not helping"

"He has every right not just to be pissed but furious that wasn't the first time, how do you want him to act when he get a call telling him his sister is in jail and he thought you were upstairs"

"I understand but not sending me back to London"

"I thought you didn't like being here?"

"I was but then I got friends here even if it was like what ? Two months? But I don't imagine my life without them and as much as I hate to admitt it but I'm gonna miss your stupidity" by now I was trying too hard not to cry

"I knew since your first day at school that you had a crush on me but I don't blame you princess, I mean who wouldn't like this?" He said as he gestured toward his body