EDGE (H.S.)

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In times like these, I just need to believe it's all part of a plan
Lost a part of me, but I am still here

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CHAPTER 17

Renny's Pov.

Harry sharply turned onto Bakerson and I frantically looked all around to see if I saw Shi.

"Where the fuck is he?" I mumbled to myself before Harry spoke. "Can you tell me what the fuck happened now?" "It was basically a drug deal gone wrong and now they're chasing him."

He looked over at me and his features hardened.

"Why the fuck are you living with drug dealers?" "He's not a drug dealer Harry." "So he was buying them?" "No, he was selling them but he doesn't normally do that-" "So he is indeed a fucking drug dealer."

No. He isn't. But I know he only does this when he needs money because Mick fucking supplies the whole fucking apartment with weed. Question is why does he need money?

"There he is." I said as I saw him running and I slid over the console onto the backseat. "What the fuck are you doing?" "We don't have time to move the seats and let him in the back." "I don't want him up front Ren-" The door opened and before he could sit in, Harry pulled out his gun, me flinching in habit as he pointed it at Shiloh.

"Harry! What the he-" I said before he interrupted. "Give me that gun." "What the hell man?" Shi yelled before Harry cocked his gun. "Give me the gun or you're not getting in. I'm not letting a fucking stranger in my car with a gun."

Shiloh cursed under his breathe before handing it to Harry and getting in the car.

Two guns are in the car right now. I'm seriously going to fucking panic if he doesn't put them away.

"Now fucking go!" He yelled and Harry sped off after putting away two guns his waistband.

"Why the fuck did you steal their gun Shiloh?" I yelled and he turned around to look at me. "Did you want me to get killed?" "No but what the fuck were you planning on doing with it? Bringing it back to the fucking apartment?" "Fuck no, you know I wouldn't bring that shit there Ren. I wasn't thinking when I grabbed it but now i'm fucking screwed because apparently that's who my boss buys his stock from."

Harry spoke up, making us both look at him, "What the fuck kind of job do you have?" "I work at car shop but apparently he works at a parts warehouse and apparently he knows where I work." "Does he know where you live?" Harry asked as his eyes darted to mine from the rear view mirror.

"Hell no." "Don't fucking lie. If he knows where you live, tell me." "Why? Not like you could do shit if they did." "Actually I fucking could. Do they know where you live?" "I said no." Shiloh answered harshly but I could tell he was telling the truth.

Harry looked at me through the mirror again as if he was asking if Shi was being honest to which I just nodded, hoping he'd get what I meant.