a beautiful lie (continued/ original by winternightz)

A New Gang?

"So what, we're going then?"
"Yes dude, imagine how our image will look if we can pull this off"
"Well obviously we will pull it off, its just Taylor."
"We can leave her here Tom, shes a grown woman"
"I know but I cant leave her again."
"Tom, who do you think is gonna take her?"
"We don't know if any of Romans gang is still knocking about."
"Have you seen what she did in their house, I think she'll be fine."
"Ill speak to her"
"Cmon man we need this. Think of the cash too"
"Alright. Im down."

"Wake up pretty" A pair of warm hands gently shake my shoulders waking me from my sleep
"Come out with us tonight?" Tom offers, I nod as I try to keep myself from dozing off
"Where to?" I ask, my voice low and groggy
"Doesn't matter love" I turn around and lay my head back onto the pillow trying to get back to sleep.
"You need to wake up now then" Tom pulls me back to face him again and I groan in annoyance
"Cmon my girl, it will be fun" He speaks with a wide grin, his energy through the roof. His eyes are wide open and he speaks in a fast pace
"Fine." I rub the sleep away from my eyes and sling my legs over the side of the bed, stretching my arms above my head.
"What time are we leaving?" I whine staring up at an ecstatic Tom
"Real soon, maybe an hour and a half" He slightly rocks back and forth on the spot
"Mkay." I huff, desperate to just crawl up in my warm bed and fall asleep, but Tom wont take no for an answer, classic Tom.
"Come down when you're ready, Bill made breakfast" He plants a hurried kiss on my forehead and practically runs out of the room leaving me sat on the end of the bed half asleep.

I force myself to get up, using the table to lift my limp body up. I collapse next to my bag, sluggishly searching for clothes, however Im sick of wearing jeans and I'm for sure not in the mood to wear a dress. Instead I drag Toms duffle to my side, I eventually pick up one of his jogging bottoms and pair it with my plain white vest. I look homeless but thats hardly my biggest concern at the moment, I just wanna go wherever the fuck Toms dragging me, come back to the house and sleep.
I brush my nappy hair and travel downstairs, stumbling on my feet as I plod down the steps

"Theres my girl" Tom rushes to my side, his face still plastered with a smile, he holds my hand and drags me to the table where a bacon and sausage muffin is sat with a glass of orange juice waiting for me
"Thanks Bill" I voice before taking a sip of my drink
"Lets get the cars ready then boys" Tom pulls Gustav Bill and Georg outside letting me eat my breakfast in peace.
I scran the muffin quickly, not waiting around.

As I finish my meal, my body begins to shake, an undying urge comes over my body, my shoulders tense up and my eyes well with tears as I fight with myself to overcome the feeling which is taking over my body. I snap my head around to look out of the small window next to the door to see the boys engaged in conversation as they load things into their trunks. I swallow as I loose control, without wanting to I walk over to the cupboard in the far end of the kitchen
don't do it Taylor, we don't need to
I clench my jaw as my shoulders shake while I lift my hand up to open the door, I clasp a cold glass bottle in my hands and close my eyes as I spin the lid open. My breath shakes as I press the lip to my mouth, a fizzing sensation runs from my neck to my knees as I tip my head back allowing the grim tasting vodka to flow into my mouth. I swallow, lips still pressed against the bottle still letting the alcohol to pour into my mouth. I scrunch my face in disgust as the craving for more of the liquor makes me loose all dominance I have over myself. My body sways as the bitter liquid runs out, I drink every last drop.

I slam the now empty bottle onto the counter as I gulp for air, the feelings of anger and confusion swarm me, leaving me muddled. Slowly I loose the ability to think clearly. Bewildered, I rush outside to where Tom and the others stand, I take hold of Toms forearm as I do my best to grasp the situation
"Hey love" He leans his upper body down to kiss the top of my head
"We'll leave now then" he shrugs as he opens the passenger door for me.
He gets in after closing my door, almost instantly stepping on the gas sending my head back from the sudden jolt, as we speed down the roads I realise that I have no idea where we are going

"Where are we going?" I question as my heart beat quickens
"Oh theres a new gang, thought we'd show them that they cant just turn up in our city and expect to rule." He responds nonchalantly.
"Cool." I reply, more focused on gripping onto my seat
"You down to join?" He asks, his eyes fixed on the road
"Oh yeah 100%" I watch his lips form a smirk
"Good girl" He moves a hand from the wheel to pat my thigh, his hand sending shivers through my body each time it makes contact with my leg.
As we grow further from the house, his hand edges up my thigh, he takes a sharp turn leading us into a secluded area surrounded by woods, the landscape lit with street lamps which shine a dim orange colour onto the tarmac road beneath us
"Here we are then" Tom halts the car and turns to look at me
"You gonna be okay?" He speaks with a hint of concern
"Obviously" I respond
"Good."
We exit the car. Here goes nothing.