𝘼 𝙏𝙖𝙨𝙩𝙚 𝙛𝙤𝙧 𝘾𝙖𝙣𝙙𝙮
Missy "Candy" Davis. Trained by her adopted father before he was murder in an mysterious hit and run. Unable to cope with his death, she took up a job for ridding the world of evil people. From the grimy and dirty pol...
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Felix sat on the hood of his van, smoking his third cigarette of the night. He wasn't in the mood to talk to anyone, let alone his gang. His mind just continued to wander to the girl who left out his warehouse doors. The man instantly shakes the memory from his head before puffing the smoke from his mouth, leaning against his windshield. The male didn't smoke like he was an addict, but he only do it when he's stressed the fuck out. It used to be easy when he killed off the old leader, but now too many people and things are involved. Such as his emotions. First with Sinclair and now—now the girl is involved. He wasn't the kind of person to trust someone right away, and the current situation is part of the reason why he didn't trust people. The gang had to switch over to the emergency warehouse, which is smaller than the last one. That didn't matter though, there were only a good thirty people living within the warehouse, while the other people in the gang wanted to live outside the warehouse.
"You better not be thinking about that girl."
Felix closes his eyes, frowning as his smoke time was being interrupted by an annoying voice—the voice of Gray. The tall man on the hood of his van shot a hard glare towards Gray. Felix knew him when he first became the leader, in fact, Gray was the first person he trusted, but as of lately, he let his position get to his head. Felix knew then that power can really change an individual, but he didn't think it would change Gray. He never shuts up, and it pisses him off every time he opens his mouth to speak, especially when it's about him.
Felix flicks the cigarette bud at his face. "Get the fuck out of my face."
"What the fuck!" Gray shouts, stepping back as the bud comes flying at him. "Hey!"
Felix ignores him, closing his eyes again as he leans back against his van's windshield comfortably, covering his eyes with his arms as his leg rocks side to side. It didn't take much to provoke Gray, so Felix was ready to defend himself if he had to, but he was not in the mood for Gray shit either. The sound of heavy footsteps could be heard fading away from where he was sitting comfortably. Which means Gray decided to stomp away like a child who didn't accomplish getting their parents attention.
Yawning a bit he removes his arms away from his eyes and stares at the warehouse ceiling. He liked that no one was talking to him, he needed time to himself, to think over everything. Of course, that didn't last very long, it seems like his gang is a bit chatty.
"Felix, he's right. Candy is gone, move on." Mina murmurs, making her twin brother sit up and glare at her too.
"Can I please get five fucking minutes to myself?" He says to her, trying to keep calm but they weren't helping. They're speaking as if they knew what was going on between him and Missy.
They didn't know what they're talking about, they were only making him more mad, can't they see from his body language that he was in no mood to hold a conversation. Hell, Sinclair hadn't even shown up yet, and he didn't want to talk to him either.
