fallin' out of love (stemxstud)

14

Anaela

"Back late," my mother said, reading some book she had swiped off of one of my shelves, some reading glasses on.

My eyes swept over the two wine glasses on my coffee table and the bottle in question without its cork.

"I see you've made yourself comfortable," I commented, locking the door behind myself.

"Where have you been?" she took in my outfit.

"Who's house is this?" I asked, frowning a bit.

"Whatever you're getting yourself into, it better be saving the gang," my mother warned.

"Or what?" I asked, stopping what I was doing.

My mother gently put down the book, sitting up on the couch. "I saw the photograph's of Dominique Thomas on your bed."

"What about it?" I rose an eyebrow.

My mother picked back up her book, readjusting her glasses. "Someone's gonna die. I feel it in my bones. And it better not be you, Anaela Hampshire."

I stared at my mother for a moment, then went upstairs to my room.

The next day, I took all of my info on Dom with me to work, giving my mother a hard glare before I left the house.

Despite Dom's murder on my mind, all I could think about was how Valentine wasn't my cousin. We could be together. But at what cost? What are our feelings for each other anyways?

I greeted Brett as soon as I saw him, closing my office door behind myself once I was at work.

"I did more digging on Dom. I need you to keep an eye on Sierra Walker and Siara Love," I stated.

"Your mother called me last night," he gulped, "Giving me a warning not to help you."

I slammed my hands down on the table, AS purring inside of me at the action. She had been oddly quiet this morning, but this had gotten her excited.

"Who do you work for...Brett?" I said slowly, my lips curving into a grin. "My mother...or me?"

"You. Ms. Boss," he dipped his head.

"Then I think its time that I start to claim what is mine, huh?" I walked around the desk, laying my hand on his shoulder, looking up into his brown eyes. "This gang is mine. And everyone needs to know that." Chaos thrummed in my heart, adrenaline burst through my veins. "This power all belongs to me. Me and no one else. Where does your loyalty lay....Brett?"

"With you, Anaela," he dipped to one knee.

"Very well," I stared down at him, the laughter of AS filling my head. "Very well."