DECIMATE H.S

Furious

Keep your hands off her - The Black Keys

H.S

God, I can't get my mind off Masie.

That god damn girl has got me thinking about everything.

I'm sitting on the balcony with some other guys, some from my gang and some just customers I've grown friendly with.

My phone goes off, vibrating twice in a row.

I hold onto my beer with my left hand, pulling my phone out of my pocket with my right hand.

I unlock my phone, seeing fucking someone sent me two picture messages.

I take a look at the first one, being Masie unconscious on the floor, arm bleeding, chloroform sitting next to her along with some broken glass.

The next fucking photo is Masie's lower half with Scottie's munted head between her womanhood.

I crush my beer bottle in my grasp, causing it to shatter on the floor beneath me, stirring everyone around me.

I storm to the bar, grabbing a full bottle of whiskey.

I shove past everyone, pushing the back exit door open with such force.

I spot the car with the number plate Matty found.

I walk over to it, punching a hole straight through the window, pouring the whiskey all over the seats.

I then stand back and throw my lighter into the car, facing a mortified Scottie holding his head in disbelief.

"Are you serious? That's my fucking car asshole!" Scottie yells, mad as hell.

I don't say a word, instead I pull out a gun and point it at him.

I slowly walk towards him, staring him down like no tomorrow; the ignited car behind me.

"This is unfair Styles, I don't even have a fucking gun on me"

I continue walking towards him, gun still aimed at his head.

I've never been so mad in my fucking life.

I don't know what I'm feeling right now, whether it be complete anger, hated, or pure jealously.

All I can feel on my tongue is revenge.

Scottie puts his hands up;

"I just want my fucking drugs man"

"Step foot onto this property again I'll blow your fucking head off" I snarl, ready to blow his fucking brain out.

"Yeah alright dude, I'm outta here" He turns and runs.

I drop my gun and slide it back into my pants, spitting on the ground as I wipe the blood from the broken window off my fist.

I storm inside and head straight to Masie's room.

Oh how generous, they even locked her door on the way out.

I kick down the door in one swift movement, spotting my Masie pantless on the bed, chloroform, blood and smashed glass spilt everywhere.

I gently slide my hands under her limp body, carrying her to my room.

I place her down on my kind bed, fetching some tracksuit pants to put on her naked bottom.

If the situation wasn't how it is, I would've lost all self control at the sight of her bare heat.

No joke, the moonlight through my window shines on her silky legs, almost being the cause of a grown man crying.

I grab some antiseptic from my bathroom along with a bandage and some cloth.

Gently pouring the antiseptic onto the cloth, I clean the glass wound on her shoulder, wrapping the bandage around after.

Unfortunately I've done this many times due to shot wounds and what not.

I move her beautiful body upwards, tucking her in and placing the pillow comfortably under her head.

I turn the lights off after staring at her, grabbing my boxers and heading to my bathroom.

I shower and wash the blood and whiskey off my hands, coming out and sitting on the couch in the corner of my room; admitting her in silence.

I won't sleep next to her even know I strive to, I'm not going to let her wake up next to me without her knowing.

The girl can't speak for her self right now, so I'm going to avoid things like this until she's ready and wants me to sleep next to her.

As I watch her, I think about what is going on with my feelings for her right now. Yes she may be annoying as hell, but I have this drive to keep her safe and protected. It's grown larger from tonight's events, making me even more protective over her.

I don't know why I feel like this towards this random girl, and I don't know how to react.

I've never felt like this towards someone I don't know, but I do know that she is my responsibility and I will put myself and my men on the line to keep her safe.

I feel myself getting sleepy, all the thinking getting me tired.