sequel to "Westside" read that first!
Dylan Jessica Caldwell is a 17 year old gang leader. But she has a secret. Her mental health is not good. No matter what she looks like on the outside, she's always having an internal battle with herself.
Ryder...
Danny, Dante, Shawn, Luke, Axel, Reggie, Charlie, Jake, Bri, Maddy, TJ, and Jason, are all with us watching tv while my head is on my girl's stomach. We're watching The Office because the girls wanted to.
"OH MY GOD THIS IS THE BEST INTRO!" Reggie squeals. "THIS IS WHEN JIM ACTS LIKE DWIGHT!"
I feel Dylan chuckle. She has one hand playing with my hair and I'm playing with her other hand. I look up at her, where she's wearing the ring as a necklace.
"I love you princess," I whisper and kiss her exposed stomach. She giggles.
"I love you too Ryder," She sits up and kisses my head. Then she puts her head back on the arm of the couch and continues playing with my hair. I put my head back on her stomach and lightly trace shapes on her.
"You guys are so cheesy," Maddy pretends to gag.
"Oh shut the fuck up you're just mad because you don't have a boyfriend," Dylan waves her off and I squeeze her waist. She giggles lightly and ruffles my hair. Suddenly, the windows break and people run into the living room.
"SHE'S THERE!" Someone shouts and they start shooting at her. We all dive behind the couch and her breathing accelerates.
"Princess you good?" I whisper. She nods slowly.
"I don't have my gun on me," she mumbles. "I have no way of fighting these guys without getting shot." My body stills. The ONE time she doesn't have a gun.
"Don't be scared little one," a voice calls and she smirks. Who is that?
"Lennie," she stands up and puts her hands up in surrender. Alpha's out. "How kind of you to drop by. To what do I owe the displeasure?" She leans her back against the wall casually, putting her hand next to Jake, the other subtly playing with my hair.
"You killed my nephew," he states in a wobbly voice.
"Yes," she smiles. "Your nephew is dead. How kind of you to alert me. I do not care so if you please," she gestures to the door.
"I'm here on his behalf," he wails. "You killed Landon. You die too."
At that moment I see Jake hand her a gun. Must've been under the couch. She cocks it and aims it. "That's not how this story goes," she laughs. "See, here's how it's gonna go. I'm gonna count to three. If you and these amateurs aren't off my property by then, I kill you all. If you are, then Lennie I will make sure to report you to Yao AND Jesse for gang misconduct. They will make SURE the Lions go down." I bite my fist to keep from saying 'that's my girl'.
"You wouldn't dare," he gasps.
And Dylan starts laughing.
Not her normal, beautiful laugh. This one is cold, and menacing. True gang leader.
"Oh Lennie," she chuckles. "Did you forget who I am? Of course I would!" Just for emphasis, she shoots one of the men and I duck down. I've been training for two years, but I'm not totally used to gun shots yet.
I hear the men leaving and when I see Jake stand up, so do I. I pull Dylan into me and crash our lips together.
"What was that for?" She giggles and ruffles my hair.
"That was hot," I whisper against her lips. She smiles into our kiss. She drives me crazy. "Hey guys I'm pretty tired I'm gonna go to bed," I say.
"Yeah actually it's late," Dante agrees and we all go to our rooms. Dylan pulls me into her room and shuts the door.
"Come here," she whispers and that's all I need.
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