Chapter thrity-five

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               Juice's pov

We walked out of the building and as I take Smoke's hand, we look up to see people waiting.

"Mr. and Mrs. Ortiz." They say.

"What the hell is this?" Smoke asks.

They put the both of us into the car. Oh great. Just great.

"What the hell is going on?" She asks me.

"I'm not sure babe." I say.

               Smoke's pov

Oh great where is Jax when we need him?

"We're not involving your brother." Juice whispers

I look at him.

"How'd you know?" I whisper.

"I know you love." He whispers.

Before we knew the both of us are in a holding block. I'm wide awake and Juice is laying on the bed. I then get a bad feeling.

"Babe what's wrong?" Juice asks sitting up.

"Something is wrong. Something bad." I say.

He took my hands and pulled me to him and then pulled me onto his lap. After a while I fell asleep.

                   Next day

We wake up and I know something isn't right.

"Something happened last night. Something else is gonna happen. I need to talk to my brother." I whisper.

"How bad is the something?" He whispers.

"Pretty bad. It's not good at all." I whisper.

"Give me a scale." He whispers.

"10. I said it's bad Juan. I'm trying to figure it out." I whisper aggravated.

"We'll figure it out babe." He whispers taking my hand.

"I wish I could know now darling. Instead of this gut feeling." I whisper.

"Something else is on your mind." He whispers.

"I don't wanna talk about it." I whisper.

"Babe." He whispers.

I then shake my head.

"Smoke." He says.

I stood up and turned to look at him.

"I wanna get the hell out of Charming." I say.

He looked at me.

I walked up to him and placed my hands on his shoulders.

"It's getting really bad here." I say.

"Where would we go if we left?" He asks placing his hands on my waist.

"I was thinking about going to Queens. Leave all of this behind. Possibly start up a new MC, just you and me." I say.

He don't say anything.

I then could see the wheels turn in his head.

"We'll talk about this later." He says.

I then nod.

"What happens now?" I ask after a moment.

"I'm not sure sweetheart." He says wrapping his arms around my back and pulling me where I stood between his legs as he held me.

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