Bad boys, good lips||Cameron Dallas

Chapter 2

Cameron's P.O.V

"CAMERON GET OUT HERE" I heard Wess yell from outside.

"What?" I asked bitterly walking out of the glass doors that lead into the garden.

"I need you and the boys to take care of something for me" he said taking a drag from his cigarette and blowing it in my face.

I started coughing due to the smoke causing Wess to chuckle.

"You act like you've never been around a cigarette". I rolled my eyes and continue with the previous conversation.

"What job?" I asked curiously but with a smirk playing on my lips because I'm pretty sure I know what I'm going to have to do.

"You know that fucker Jordan"

"Unfortunately" I said with my blood boiling.

"Well this is the fifth time he hasn't paid for his drugs and I'm getting fucking tired of it, I want you to sort him out and make sure he won't do it again" he said with an evil smirk.

"I can do that" I said already thinking of what I can do to him when i get my hands on his weak, limp body.

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It's around 12:30, Nash, Taylor, Gilinsky, Carter, Matt and I are going to where we are meeting Jordan.

he thinks we are bringing him some drugs. Never again, he should know better that to think he can get drugs for free.

We pull up outside the ally I told him to wait in. I motion for everyone to get out with me and follow behind.

I turn into the ally with the boys at my heel and see the fucker waiting for me.

he turns around and sees us.

"Whoa didn't know you were bringing the whole gang" he says chuckling.

"Shut the fuck up" I said grabbing his collar. "I don't mess around when I have a job to do, I get straight to it"

"What are you talkin-" he didn't have time to finish his sentence before I punched him as hard as I could on his jaw.

"Do you have the money?" I yelled in his face.

"What money?" He said annoyed and rubbing his jaw.

"The money you owe us for the drugs we have given you the last five deals" I said intimidatingly backing him up against the wall everyone behind me.

There was a long pause and Jordan looked at the ground.

"I don't have it" he mumbled

"What?" I said through gritted teeth

"I don't have it-" he began but didn't have time to finish before I punched him again.

"Gilinsky, Carter hold him up" I instructed, they moved to each side of Jordan and held the tops of his arms to keep him upright.

"HAND OVER THE MONEY" I kept yelling whilst repeatedly punching him in the face and stomach.

I'm pretty sure he is unconscious by now but that is not going to slow me down. He has irritated me too much and I am determined to make him pay.

I pull out my gun and shoot him in the hand really fucking it up. I look at him in pure anger. Eyes wide, jaw clenched and gaze fixated on him.

"Let's go" Matt says hitting my should slightly.

"Fine" I spit looking at Jordan laying weak in the boys hold.

Gilinsky and Carter drop him on the ground and follow us back up the ally.

Whilst we are walking up to the car I hear a phone start ringing.

All of us turn around and the same time.

I start to follow the noise the boys following me.

It leads to behind a dumpster.

I go up to it and see a girl with her phone in her hands.

Shit she saw everything.

I grab the girl by the waist and put my hand over her mouth.

She attempts to scream but I tighten my grip on her and whisper in her ear.

"Scream and you are dead". She shuts her mouth and stays still.

I shove her in Matts arms and he holds her how I held her.

I step in front of her face, get really close up and say.

"You're coming with us".