Never An Easy Ride

Chapter 5 - Head Spin

My eyes peel open, abruptly in the darkness. I roll my body towards my bedside table and tap my phone to see it's 3am. Brilliant I only got into bed at like 1am.

I gently peel myself off the blonde that lays in my bed, sitting up every so slightly to rub my tired eyes.

My head feels a little fuzzy but I guess that's the wine—When Holly came home she joined us in our drinking antics not thinking Leah would still be here. Luckily for us, we were only in the middle of an intense kissing session and nothing more. Holly joining, only added fuel to the fire as Leah questioned if she was on call and what not, knowing we work together. The lies keep building and I hate it.

I can't get the guilt to go away and I also, can't get Leah's profession out of my head. Never in a million years did I think she would say she was a professional footballer...I really need to get more up to date on the world clearly.

I can hear Bruce constantly.

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Flashback

"So Leah," Holly asks jumping practically on top of me with a thud, "Fuck me, what you eaten today hippo!" I whine.

"What do you do for work?...actually no let me guess...."

"Charity shop worker?" I chime in before Holly can guess, I start laughing getting a swift hit from Leah.

"I'm gonna say...manager? at JD sports?"

"What the fuck." Leah throws her head back laughing.

"PE teacher?" I add throwing anything out there at this point, I think she suits that.

"Do you guys really not know?"

Me and Holly look towards eachother slightly confused, "Should we?" we announce at the same time.

"I play football..."

"Oh what like, football coach?" Holly asks.

"Not quite, professional football...I play for Arsenal women...won the euros with England? Ring a bell?"

My heart races, fast!

Absolutely no bell was fucking rung. My eyes widen with a gulp as Bruce pops up. Leah continues to talk passionately about how much the game has grown and her ACL injury, but I'm zoned the fuck out trying to discreetly google 'Leah Arsenal player."

Leah Williamson, pops up instantly from what I thought was a vague search...I'm not going to lie, the pictures are fittttt. There is artical after artical about this girl. Fuck, she's most definitely popular.

Professional footballer, wow, you have really don't it this time Cali. Aren't you...I don't know meant to be as incognito as possible?

Oh fuck.

Oh fuck indeed, what are you going to do if you are spotted out with this 'professional' footballer? You're job isn't exactly...legal.

I know it's not legal! but it's all for the greater good ain't it? I mean, the police are so overworked and slow, so people come to us? we get shit done. It's not like we are committing unspeakable crimes?

You don't realistically know what the other people in your uncle's organisation do though...do you? they could have killed people? for christ sake Cali you shot a man in the calf not that long ago, and it wouldn't be the first time would it?

What they do is not my problem! Me and Holly gather facts, information!

Facts and infomation that could have them killed later by other people within the organisation!