Daggers of love

chapter 37

Hippies, advocates for free love, world peace, drugs and unprotected sex. Though I'm not a hippy myself, I'm for most of those things, ill let you decide which ones. Rolling onto the festival sight was an interesting experience, weed could be smelt from a while away as well as the sound of some pretty bad music being played by some pretty untalented people. The sun was now shining upon us, heating up everything in the process and let me tell you sweaty unwashed hippies are probably the worst thing you would ever smell...ok maybe second to billy's laundry pile.

"Oh my god" I begin sarcastically as we properly drive in, "the circus is in town"

"that's rude y/n" maria so self-righteously states.

"No really, look" I point to a guy in a jester hat and costume on a unicycle before moving my finger towards multiple people preforming tricks with hula-hoops. Maria huffs while crossing her arms, looks like princess is gonna be hard to deal with this road trip.

"you guys smell that body odour and self-righteousness?" billy asks turning to look as his surroundings.

"Yep, that can only mean one thing." I continue, gesturing for billy to continue his observational findings.

"we've entered into the dank domain of the hippie." Billy has a slight look of disgust on his face as I turn his head towards a girl who looks to be making out with a chicken...I mean love is love, I guess.

"Yo, I signed on for a road trip to Vegas." Willie began complaining, "maybe have some laughs, meet some fly girls. What is this shit?"

"Please don't tell me you're a deadhead, please." Marcus directs towards Saya, pleading in a semi sarcastic manner. Saya finally stops the car, parking smoothly while preparing to explain her plan.

"Hippies congregate here when they're not following jerry Garcia's foul taint around." The car was silent, are these people really not getting it?

"Oh my god, Hippies have drugs." I quietly yell, a look of annoyance evident on my face. After my small outburst the car erupted in a chorus of Oh's, realisation coming to everyone. Saya gets out of the car angrily, also annoyed by our comrade's stupidity

"Since when do you partake?" billy asks, following Saya in leaving the car. Once billy was out, I had enough room to leave myself, holy fuck did I need to stand. My knees cracked as I stood up, earning a few glances from people surrounding me and a concerned look from Marcus.

"I grew up yakuza." Saya answered almost sweetly, watching as everyone else left the car. "I managed a champagne club before I was 13. Hardcore, not some rookie-hour, baby bullshit you pansies get up to."

"Eh-hmm" I fake cough, allowing Saya to acknowledge my existence.

"Excluding y/n." she states, a smile making its way to my face as I feel an ounce of respect enter my ego. Billy begins making some random ass mocking gestures behind Saya at this point, causing me to lift the skirt of my dress ever so lightly, intimidating him with the now visible blade of my dagger. He stopped immediately after that, but not without getting slapped in the head jokingly by maria. "All right," Saya started up again. "Give me your money."

"What?" I splurt out, my voice calm yet shocked.

"You can't trust these crunchy fuckers." I raise my brows at her sentence, she makes a good point. Without a second thought I hand her a few bills from my purse that I bought with me. I'll be honest I have no idea how much I actually gave her; it was either $50 or $500. Either way she seemed content with the amount I have. She turned to Marcus, extending an open palm, expecting money to be placed into it.

"You don't think I can tell if some is selling me bunk drugs?"

"Mm-mm." Saya and maria chime in unison, Marcus soon turns to be expecting some kind of back up while I'm having trouble stuffing down a laugh. Once he notices his features quickly turn to offence.

"Really y/n?" he asks, slight annoyance tracing his words.

"I'm sorry bimbo." I laugh out, his offended face not making it easy to stop the giggles erupting from my throat.

"Let me deal with it" Saya remarks smugly. Marcus doesn't seem to agree with this and actually seems slightly offended.

"Yeah," he starts, "we'll take care of our own score." I roll my eyes aggressively; I wish I had more faith in him. Saya hands me back my cash, making intense eye contact with Marcus as she did so. Borderline death glare of a stare.

"Ok," I pipe up rather loudly, gaining the attention of everyone around me, breaking Saya's glare upon Marcus. "Everyone score for themselves; we meet back here in let's say 30 mins to an hour?" A chorus of sounds good and sure erupted from my companions and in almost an instant Saya pulled a face at Marcus, pulling maria away with her. Maria left willingly, but not before giving me a verry noticeable glare. What the fuck is her problem? Glancing over at billy, I notice his face, he's skittish. I move to Marcus, nudging him before gesturing over to billy. Thankfully he took the hint and we both casually waltzed over to billy, leaning against the car, sandwiching him between us.

"So, we're really doing this?" Marcus questions, shoving his hands in his pockets.

"Killing my dad?" billy questions back, I roll my eyes, leaning against the hood of the car.

"No, considering hooking up with crusty hippies" billy ignores me, not even reacting to my sarcasm, he's stressed.

"Yeah, mandatory. Killing my dad not the hippies" Marcus gives me a weird look, also concerned that billy isn't joking along with me. "The piece of shit owes the mob so much money that if he doesn't die, and soon, my brother ends up in kings and my mom ends up dead."

"Yeah, but, you're sure?" Marcus persists. "like "sure" sure?"

"I'm sure he's sure Marcus." I add, grabbing some sunnies out of my bag, placing them on my face before practically sunbathing on the hood.

"I'm only sure of one thing." billy continues, "life's about who you love... and what you do for them." hearing this made me smile, what I wouldn't do for Marcus.

"Yo!" I hear willie interrupt. "If we stuck here till you burnouts score drugs, let's get that done and scoot." Willie complains before jumping over the door of the car, landing on the gravel with a slight thud. "This place is a bummer" he finally states.

"Geeze, fine." I speak, getting up from the hood, arms crossed. "Boys, lets go."

A/N

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