I stood with the adrenaline coursing through my veins, each pump a new sense of pride and excitement. I needed to move. I needed out of here. I needed to make sure he had no one on the outskirts of this meeting, someone going after my family.
I turned away from the bloodied pulp that had once been Joe and I began towards the door, I paused... I was drenched head to toe with blood... I needed to change if I was going to go home to my daughter. I wiped most of the blood off my face and looked around the house for clothes.
I found a leather bag full of clothes up the stairs, I pulled on the first things in there, pouring out the rest. I packed my bloody clothes in there and pulled on the ski mask, no one could see my face. I needed to do this right.
I needed to leave no evidence of me...
So I did what any sane person would do.
I burned it the fuck down.
I stopped by the cubby and there was a blue Audi R8 sitting idly by, outside. I frowned and dropped the bag I was carrying. I walked straight over to the car, Tommy sat in it with a joint in his hand. I pulled the ski mask up to face him.
"What are you doing here?" I snarled at him.
"Something fascinating came up that I would like to have a word with you about." He blew smoke out the window at me.
"Well now isn't exactly the best time Tommy." I let out a sigh as the back of my head throbbed.
Then Tommy pulled out a gun. "I think now is the perfect time." His dark eyes were onyx in the street lights. "Get in the car."
I let out an annoyed sigh, of course it would be now. Of course I couldn't just go home and bring good news, ding dong the witch is dead. Nah that would be too simple.
I walked around the car and got into the front seat. "Pulling a gun on me Tommy, really?" I shifted uncomfortably in the seat. "Couldn't this wait for another day, something massive just happened and I need to make sure my family is okay." I explained cooly.
"You know what." He turned to me with rage in his eyes but it was snuffed out as soon as it rose. "Nah, I'll wait until we get there." Tommy held his hand up and his car took off, flying through the roads we had driven together so many times.
"Where exactly is it we're going?" I raised a brow.
"Shut up Ray." He snapped as he took a corner abruptly.
"Excuse me?" I raised my brows at him. "What is your problem?"
"Just for once, keep your mouth shut." He instructed cruelly.
I just stared at him... Who was this? What did he possibly have to be mad at me about? Fucking idiot.
He rounded another corner into the VU parking lot. I frowned... Did he want to dance? That's when I saw it was closed... Since when was the VU closed before 12 o'clock? Tommy led me into the VU and it was empty, except a good few Mandem standing with furious faces and big fucking guns. I frowned...
He dragged me into the office where Lana sat with mascara down her face, why was she crying? "Are you okay-" I began to ask but Tommy shoved me down on the chair in front of the desk.
"I'll ask the questions." His voice deepened. "See, I've never really been someone who relishes in drama, or anything close to it. So when I kicked down the door at Mr. K's I was surprised at my animosity towards them when in fact I had no proof..." He began as he pulled the screen of his laptop up.
Oh shit... This was about Adam...
Dread rose in my throat like bile.
But why was Lana so upset about Adam?
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FanfictionWhat happens when your best friend has an ego to rival your own? What if you love him? What if your ego won't let you? What if it does? Ray trying to figure out how to deal with her feelings while also juggling gang life, gang wars, murder for sport...