The devil to his angel

chapter 7

It was going onto midnight when I woke up, Jesus I didn't realise how tired i'd been, I sat up stretching slightly, grabbing my phone.

Considering how fast and unusual everything's been recently, I needed some calm normality, and there it was, with a skull next to its Initial, Ron

He was like me, he had a weird sleeping schedule and was down for anything so I messaged him 'Hey, can't sleep let's meet up :)', plus side to this was annoying my brothers and Antoine if they found out.

The text had barely been sent a minute when he replied 'Sure, warehouse?' I simply sent a thumbs up, It'd take longer to get there and I need to be extra quite seeing as I can't exactly climb out a window with my foot injury

I walked over to my dresser, grabbing a pair of shorts, they were simple black track shorts, I decided to keep the shirt on, I didn't really care how I looked as I threw my hair into a lazy ponytail, it was bumpy and a little messy but I was going to see Ron not some potential love interest

Sliding on a pair of shoes, I felt a sting in my foot, this was going to be a painful walk and it was too risky to get Ron to pick me up at the house although I could get him to get me from the bottom of the hill, yeah genius idea

'Actually meet me at the bottom of the hill? Bring your car :)'

And he sent a thumbs up a few seconds later, good

I slowly opened my door, peaking my head out making sure no one was nearby, the house was dripped in darkness as I lurked to the stairs, slowly and painfully creeping down each one

I was about to open the front door when I heard two voices, speaking Russian, one belonged to my father and the other I couldn't tell, it was too far away and quiet, whatever I didn't have time to stand around and guess voices

The minute I closed the door, I took off in a painful speed walk, when I was halfway down the hill I turned my phone flash on, spotting a car, I grinned, he'd got here fast, Ron had always been like that I suppose, he was always fast whenever I needed him

I walked a little slower as I could feel my foot bleeding and by the time I reached his car my face was cringed in pain

"You alright?" He took my as if I was going to fall over, I simply nodded

"Come on lets go"

I got into the back of his car, He knew why so he just smiled as I climbed in, he'd took his dad SVU, I knew this because his dumbass dad had a custom plate

As I was waiting for him to get in I noticed a car coming down the hill, it was mine

"Shit!" I heard Ron practically spit as he slammed the door as he got in, he started the car immediately not even bothering with his seatbelt as he sped away