The club was fairly busy tonight. The floor was packed with sweaty bodies pressed against each other, grinding. And pretty soon, I was going to be one of those bodies when mystery man shows up. I cannot believe that this is my life; sending people to their deaths. Your probably saying, you horrible person! Well, can you really accuse me of that when this is all that I've ever known? It's a bit like a mother wolf protecting her pups, except everyone protects everyone. But, the children of the gang leaders come first. I absolutely HATE that rule! Wouldn't you? Why should I come first when there are tons of other children in the gang? Ever since my parents died, when I was first in charge, I made sure that everyone knew that you protect everyone. When Chris took over, he kept the rule for me. So, I'm not completely heartless. Great. I just got a text from Chris.
From: Chris
He's right behind you. Do NOT make any sudden movements. He's wearing a black, button down, dark wash jeans, and classic converse. He has brown hair, brown eyes and he's wearing a fedora. Get the job done!
Ok, here we go. I turn around slowly and sure enough, there is a guy sitting in the barstool next to me. He was actually checking me out. Could this get any easier?
"Hello beautiful." Ugh! That's just . . . nasty. But I put on my flirtatious smile anyway.
"Hey there handsome."
"Well, since you’re beautiful and I'm handsome, I think we would be doing the world a HUGE favor if you danced with me." Well, that's a new one. No resistance, just seductiveness.
"Well here's to the world." He took my hand and led me to the dance floor. The song that was playing was fast and upbeat, forcing me to grind against him. It's not that this guy is unattractive, but I'm just not into him. Only one guy keeps popping into my mind: Ryan. I just want him to feel how I felt watching him with that girl. Hopefully, he's watching me now.
This guy was really pushing his limits. Halfway through the first song, he was attempting a love bite on my neck. No way! I may have to lure them but I will not have evidence all over my neck. I guess it's time to bring him into the alley. Still grinding, I scan the room for Chris. When I spot him, I see that he's already staring at me intently. I give him a slight nod and immediately he's on his phone texting Matt and Ryan. Here we go for real this time.
"How about we go somewhere more private?" I turn my face towards him and I see him grinning. Bingo!
I grab his hand and grin at him seductively. Then, I let go. But he doesn't give up that easily. Perfect. We play a bit of cat and mouse until we make to the back exit. I open the door and tug on his shirt playfully. He smiles big and follows me into the alley. Matt and Ryan come out the shadows and grab the guy.
He starts struggling to get out the grip but he had no hope. I stood there in shock while they beat this guy to a pulp. I felt hands secure on my waist and I whipped my head around, thankfully it was only Chris.
"We have to get you out of here!" I just shook my head and looked back at the poor guy. What am I saying? He killed some of our members. But I just can't watch him . . . die.
Chris tugged my arm forcefully and we both ran out of the alley. As soon as we were out of sight, we stopped and both slumped against a nearby building. I could still hear the guy screaming for someone to help him. I cradled myself and covered my ears but even my hands couldn't block out the gunshot I heard. I shuddered and started crying uncontrollably. We're taught to be numb and emotionless when someone is killed but how can you? Somebody's life was just taken away from them. Even if it means that you’re saving many more people's life, it's still hard.
Chris gets up from his place against the wall to flag a taxi down. I sat against the wall, still crying hysterically when the cab pulls up. Chris bends over and picks me up bridal-style, carefully sets me down in the cab and I scoot over to give him room.
The ride was dead silent, even the cab driver didn't talk. I was too caught up in my thoughts. The man's scream kept replaying itself over and over in my head. If I'm in this for life, I can't keep caring about these people. I need to be a cold hearted fish. Yes, a fish.
The cab rolls to a stop and Chris hands him a wad of bills then hops out. I climb out the cab too and soon Chris's fingers are intertwined with mine. He leads me back into the house and as soon as we're inside, he scoops me up and carries me to my room. He lays me down in the bed and turns to walk out.
"Chris," he turns around, concern written all over his face. "Please stay with me." Oh God, I sound like a little kid afraid of the dark. He genuinely smiles and says, "No problem." He climbs in the bed next to me, snuggling up to me. Finally, I felt semi-safe and I can just let the darkness engulf me. . .
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I wake up to blinding light streaming in through my window and I notice someone's hand around my waist. Hmm, I thought Chris would leave as soon as I fell asleep. He usually did that when I asked him in the past. I rub the sleepiness out of my eyes and turn to look at Chris. I nearly pissed my pants. Chris magically disappeared and Ryan magically took his place! I jumped out of bed which caused him to wake up.
"What are you doing in my bed?!?!" He sleepily stood up and scratched his head.
"Nothing at all; just sleeping." He said it like he slept in my bed every night. I scoffed and said, "Yeah sure. Just . . . just get out, okay?" I rubbed my temples but soon my hands were pinned to my sides and Ryan was attacking my mouth with his. He's so . . . I could just . . . ahh. I was getting lost in the pleasure and heat of the kiss . . . wait! I'm kissing Ryan?!?! No! No, no, no, no, NO!
I push him away and shook my head. "NO! No . . . just don't. Don't touch me ever again." He looks infuriated and starts towards me. I make a beeline for the door and as soon as step out of the room, someone grabs me and puts a blindfold over my eyes. Wait, Ryan was right behind me. I hear a manly grunt and someone falling to the floor. Oh my God, Ryan. . .
I feel a gag being put in my mouth while another pair of hands tie my feet and hands together. What is happening?!
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