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Ash's P.O.V.

"Fuck." I groaned as I watched her walk out of the club. "I told you not to fuck it up." Danny chimed in. "I didn't fuck it up!" I said harshly. "Yeah you did, what have always told you? The gang ruin your life of anything else." He said as I rolled my eyes. "Rox and I dated when I was in the gang." I fought back as I crossed my arms. "Yeah, because she was in a gang too. And you're stupid ass dated someone from a different gang, hell I'm surprised she didn't kill you." Danny went on, digging my grave of regrets deeper. "Alright, I get it! I fuck things up! Now let me go find her, because if something happens to her, I'll never live it down, and Shane will murder me." I said as i placed the rag on the bar and ran out the back. Alright Elliot, where the fuck are you?

Elliot's P.O.V.

Fuck Ash! I can't believe he didn't tell me, especially when I told him I was upset about Shane. Maybe I'm being over dramatic about it, but I don't want to be with someone, who I constantly have to worry about, wondering are they coming home tonight? And I don't even want to think about the crime they probably commit. I knew Ash was bad and I knew I should have stayed away from him. I mean I was stupid to think that things would be different, this one time. No, that happens in books, and this is reality. I sighed as I ran my fingers through my hair. My heels clicked against the side walk as I walked towards my car. This club had a huge parking lot and it always was so packed. I looked down at the ground in disappointment. I was so sick of feeling like In was the last one to know. I was just done being the outcast. I mean Shane had a secret, we resolved it of course, but it still. Ugh I was just feeling betrayed. From Shane, Alison, and now Ash. I looked backed up and noticed a someone leaning up against my car. "Ash, I d-don't want to hear it right now." I sighed and shook my head as I approached my car. "I'm not Ash, pretty little lady." A voice rang out as they stepped forward. I stopped dead in my tracks as I began to shake slightly. "W-Who are y-you." I stuttered. "Just someone who interested in a very pretty young lady." And I could tell they had a smirk on their face. I backed up slowly, fear, making me stumble. "Aw baby don't run away." They said and took a step towards me. I should have stayed in the bar. Why of all nights did I have to argue with Ash, and be in this situation. "Listen can you please just leave me alone?" I asked, the tremble in my voice very noticeable. "I'm afraid not, because when I see something I want, I don't leave till I get it." He said as every motion he made was towards me.

Ash's P.O.V.

I went out the back door and quickly made my way towards the street. Turning the corner, there were no cars in sight. Shit. I groaned and ran my fingers through my hair. I tried to think. The parking lot! I started to run that way and a smile almost instantly formed on my face in relief when I saw her. Damn she looked amazing. But that's beyond the point right now. "Elliot!" I called out as I jogged towards her, not paying to much attention. "Oh, look it's your little friend, Elliot. He came to save you." I heard of voice, with a small laugh following. I wrapped my arm around her, pulling her extremely close as I looked the guy up and down. Definitely was from a gang. "Listen here, asshole. Make one more step or move towards her and your life ends." I said harshly as I moved in front of her. "What are you gonna do? Scratch me? Scary." He mocked as my adrenaline started to pump. "fight me." I threatened as I watched him closely. He laughed. "Listen son, I don't want you. I want the girl. But I'll wait till she comes running." He laughed once again as he turned away and disappeared somewhere in the darkness of the night. "Are you okay?" I questioned as I turned around, being attacked in a hug. "Ash." She said lowly as she buried her face into me. I wrapped my arms around her and sighed. This girl was just afraid of me, didn't want me, and here she is, wrapped in my arms, where I don't want to let go. "Are you alright?" I questioned again as she nodded. "Come on." I motioned for the car. We walked over, and I opened the passenger door and she quickly climbed in as I ran over to the drivers side and climbed in. "Alright. Elliot are you okay." I said as I turned towards her. "Y-Yes." She nodded. "He didn't touch me." She mumbled. "Thank god. Man I should have fought him while I had the chance. Should have kille..." "Ash, stop." Elliot said before I could continue my rant about killing the son of a bitch. I sighed. "I'm sorry." I mumbled as I tried to just relax. "It's okay, honestly. Thank you." She smiled lightly and placed her hand on mine. I watched the simple action and my muscles seemed to relieve their tension. I was in deep with her. I hated that every fuckin time I was with her, the more I felt the need to be connected even more with her. I didn't like that in some weird way she had more power over me, then I did to her. She was my sun in the dark. Someone that kept me safe. Kept me sane. Kept me honest. I sighed and put my head back against the head rest as we sat in silence. "I really hate you." I said as I closed my eyes and shook my head. "W-Well that's rude." She mumbled and crossed her arms. "I hate you because I like you so much. I hate the facts of everything that has to do with you. They drive me insane because I like them, and I...I don't like that. I'm used to little or no feeling to a girl...But you...you, got me all tied up in a knot. And I hate that." I explained in a half harsh tone, more aggravated. "T-That's not my fault." She mumbled and I couldn't help but laugh. "That's true." I nodded. I sighed as it grew quiet once again. There was so much tension and I knew what it was towards. I wanted to avoid talking about the gang. It honestly wasn't something fun to talk about, I mean I'm not proud of it. The gang and my past are not my thing to talk about. "You know, just because I'm in a gang doesn't mean I'm a killer." I stated as I glanced Elliot's way as she sighed.

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