Chapter Nineteen "Lucas"

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Chapter 19

Indiana's POV:

"Your banned from seeing anyone for two days" my nurse snarled at me

Bob hand cuffed my hand looking up at me with a smirk. Lucas was already taken in and I was left because my nurse made such a big deal she had to ban me from the cafeteria.

They dragged me to my room attaching my handcuffs to a long metal bar covered in some soft materiel so I don't decide to choke myself to death or beat the shit out of myself.

As I said... I'm not exactly crazy

I'm perfectly sane.

"Lucas huh?" Bob says wiggling his eyebrows

"No" I snap "No, no-

"Oh come on" he drags

"No fucking way" I shout covering my ears

"He's good looking it's perfectly understandable for you to want to-

"Bob" I drag irritated

"I mean he's got the whole dead scary look which seems to attract girls-

"Bob" I warn pouting my fingers at him

"I'm just say-

"Fine he's extremely attractive but no... the kids in a mental institution... No offence but I'd rather pass" I truthfully say "I understand I am too... But I'm not crazy, he might be I don't even know him well. God knows maybe he even murdered some bitches" I finish

"He's from rehab Indiana, he's not crazy... He's just goes crazy when he doesn't get the drugs he's craving for... He's been here for six months and he's doing fine" Bob explained "Yes, he's a violent patient but so are you and that's why both of you are constantly hand cuffed and always have me following you" he finishes

"I'm not ready for that" I whisper

"You want to move on from that bastard that broke your heart?" Bob asked "Or you want to be hooked up with him forever because I know Isaac well enough to assume he's probably fucking a couple of bitches once in a while" he ends

I just keep quiet taking in what rob said. Maybe rob was right, but not only wasn't I ready because of Isaac. Also because I just lost a baby because of my stupidness from getting pregnant in the beginning. Going in a relationship right now was not right. Apparently I'm not even mentally stable and I'm emotionally drained. I need a break from boy drama.

Besides I wasn't allowed to see anyone for two days which is a lot. So it gave me enough time to think everything through. Me and Lucas were friends.

And we're going to stay friends.

Isaac POV:

Everything was too much to swallow. I read over her file again and again and again. Still I couldn't get to believe what I was reading. It was like when something becomes too much to handle you just bury your head ignoring reality then just get on with life.

In this case, I couldn't.

It wasn't something I can just ignore. It got me angry and confused all at the same time.

Then came along an emotion called guilt.

I closed my eyes lightly shaking it in my hands. I left Indiana when she needed me the most. When she needed my support I wasn't there. Then again she didn't even tell me how was I suppose to know? But I should have considered all the possibilities. I couldn't even go back to that night to remember whether we were using protection or not.

We were both too distracted to even think. I slammed my hand into my table in anger.

Dean, Jake and Noah then all walked in. Their faces all down slightly in shame and disappointment. They looked at the file and then back at me.

"She made us swear-

"I get it" I said understanding

I knew Indiana more than anyone. She was capable of making anyone feel guilty and making sure you never say a word. She could play your heart like that.

"You do?" Noah asked surprised

"Yeah, I've kept a lot of shit from you guys so it's perfectly understandable you know?" I ask laughing

There faces stayed flat and I smirked to myself.

"You don't tell us everything?" Jake asked looking saddened

"No what the hell? Of course not" I shout faking my laughter

They all narrowed their eyes at me with their arms folded over there chest.

My computer 'ping' and I looked up at my screen. I opened my email scanning through it, when I realised it was some irrelevant bullshit about Diego's funeral some people organised.

"Wasn't Diego's body not burnt in the microwave?" I suddenly ask

"No Isaac he wasn't" Jake dryly said

The door opened and Steve walked in. He walked towards the safe to the side of the room. We looked at him suspiciously.

"What you doing?" I asked

"Adding the rest" he told me picking up the brief case

I nodded as he turned around. He put the pin in so fast enough, if I didn't know the password I wouldn't know. He opened it. He stood still standing opposite not moving.

"Steve" I call

I stood up and he turned around moving out of the way to show me the safe. It was empty.

"Where the fuck is my money?!" I shout

He pulled his hand up defensive.

"Boss-

The door opened and a couple of men walked in looking at the empty safe. They all looked at each shocked.

"It was here-

"When? Who the fuck was the last one here?" I ask

"Boss-

"Say it!" I shout

Steve just looks at Dean, Jake and Noah. They look back at him and back at me. I took a step close to them. I pulled both my guns from my back pocket pointing it at Dean.

He was obsessed with money.

I saw Noah move so I pulled it at him. My arms wide pointing it at both of them. Then suddenly they all brought their guns pointing it at each other. Dean pointing it at Jake.

Jake pouted sinking his shoulder.

"Come on" he mumbled pulling his out

Me opposite Jake. Dean and Noah opposite each other.

"This is fucking crazy" Jake shouts

"You guys were the lasts ones here" I defend

"You pointed the gun at me" Dean howled irritated

"Your equally as obsessed with money as I am-

"So you don't trust me!" Dean asked holding his gun tighter

"A couple of years ago if you remember you wanted to run away with all the money" Noah spoke up

"I was fucking 14 ok?" He spits back

Dean moves his gun towards Noah and Noah moves it away from Jake straight at Dean. I point mine towards Dean agreeing with Noah. But Jake does the opposite pointing his towards Noah backing Dean.

I slam my gun straight on the floor walking towards Steve. I grab onto his collar slamming him into the safe. He groans closing his eyes tightly scared.

I realised that accusing my own brothers was one of the stupidest thing I could do.

"Those are my boys your accusing, I'll blow your fucking brains out if you ever try accuse them again" I threaten "It's not them" I mumble

"Yes boss" he stuttered

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