Next in Line (Monarch of the Kohler Mafia) Book 5 of the Köhler Series

𝔼𝕚𝕘𝕙𝕥y-𝔽𝕚𝕧𝕖| 𝑭𝒓𝒊𝒆𝒏𝒅 𝒐𝒓 𝑭𝒐̈𝒆

Riley, X, RJ, Caleb, Elijah, and Peyton made it back home as they walked back into the house. Paris jumped up and immediately pulled Peyton into a hug once she got over to her.

"Are you okay, Quinzel?" Paris asked, seeing her left arm and shoulder wrapped with a little blood seeping through.

"Yes, ma'am," Peyton said, making Paris nod.

"Good," Paris said, smacking her upside the head. "Don't ever scare me again like that. You hea' me chile?"

"Okay," Peyton nodded her head. Elijah and Caleb laughed, making Xerxes glare at the two. Quickly they both disappearing as Leon walked up.

"Leo, take Pey to the clinic. I check her wound, but the bullet is still lodged into her back. Peyton is luckily to be alive, Ma Paris. The bullet is inches away from her heart. On top of that, she shouldn't be up and walking," Xerxes said, nodding her towards Leon as he turned back to Paris.

"Alright, Peyton, come with me. Let's get you checked out before your brother-in-law put a bullet through my head. Plus, we don't need that to get infected, and you need stitches." Leon said, coming over to her.

"I don't know, Leo. The last thing I remember was a man trying to kill me, and I woke up seeing them burning a hole into my face."

"Fuck. Wait here," Leon said, running up the steps making her confused.

"Pey, go on to the clinic. Leon will meet you there," Xerxes said, making her nod and leave. "I stripped Pey of her title until she gets her shit together. If you got a problem with it, suck up," X said, looking at Paris as she started to remove her belt.

"OH SHIT! X, YOU BETTER RUN!" Elijah and Caleb yelled. Xerxes laughed, grabbing the belt before she hit him.

"Ma Paris, what you think? I'm still six?" He said, picking her up.

"XERXES! IF YOU DON'T PUT ME DOWN!" Paris yelled, slapping his ass with the belt as he places her in Rodney's lap, laughing.

"Your crazy-ass, but I'm good with your decision. Pey does need to get her shit together," Paris said as Leah started to speak.

"I think she's just dramatic at this point. Gen and I didn't do all of that when she did what she did to us. We dealt with it, but she went all the way to Berlin and got drunk,"

"People deal with things differently. You can get mad at that," Farrah shrugged.

Since Peyton was always sharing her feelings with Farrah, Farrah was getting her point of view. She didn't agree with what she did per se, but Farrah understands why she's the way she is now.

"No, Farrah, Don't sit here and try to take up for her. She didn't care when I was hurt. She was still laughing and talking with Leah all the time. She's dramatic, like Leah said. Peyton is experiencing what we did, and she does not know how to work through it properly. And it's not our fault she did it to herself."

"See yeah, cause no. Gen, I understand why you feel like that, but just because the girl made a mistake doesn't define her entire character. She is still a person with feelings,"

"But clearly, Peyton doesn't care about anyone else's," Leah tilted her head.

"See, now you're about to make me drag you too. I know all of you are like 'I don't even blame Leah' 'Peyton didn't put a gun to her he—' BLAH BLAH BLAH," Farrah looked at her.

"How could you blame me, Farrah? I didn't do anything wrong,"

Farrah chuckled. "Leah, at the end of the day, you still entertained her. You could've stopped it at any moment, but you didn't, and you knew Genesis was her girlfriend at the time. Don't sit here and act like you don't have a part in it as well cause you do. That girl literally got drunk and shot. But you up here worrying about because she treated you bad. Basically saying she deserves it. She could be DEAD, but you're sitting up here worrying about your feelings," Farrah continued.