Pretty evil

Chapter 6-Warren

I made my way up the White stone path that lead to the dark brown oak door. I had gotten a taxi a couple blocks away and walked the rest of the journey, After finishing work. I knew this was a gang house, with his track record and criminal record, I'm not stupid. I knew Jason wouldn't want to risk anyone knowing where this house was. Meanwhile, it'd started raining, I hugged my coat across my body stopping my black dress from getting wet. My hair dripped with rain drops, some falling down my forehead. The sky was grey, a sorry grey and clouds masked out the blue freshness.

Thunder would sound every couple of minutes in the distance, now,don't get me wrong. This weather is normally something I loved, being able to snuggle up on the couch with a hot chocolate, wasting away in last nights pj's, but at this moment in time this weather was not ideal.

My heels clicked quickly up the stone, I looked up at the house. It's walls stood high, it's cream walls reflected the non existent light and the pebble dash arch that highlighted the entrance and rounded features stuck out at different points on the house makin it look like a castle. Cautiously, I walked up the few stairs in front of the door as the shelter above prevented the rain from falling on my skin. My heart began to race as I lifted my hand to knock on the door.

I paused, closing my eyes before knocking on the door with my right hand, I stood back. Waiting for someone to appear.

The door swung open, revealing a guy around Jason's age. He had a quiff just like Jason, shaved at the sides and his blue eyes stood out against his tanned skin. he was gorgeous but I wasn't interested in him right now , I didn't even notice the tattoos that covered his arms and the white tank top that revealed his biceps, I was just focused on getting Jason out.

"Um hello, my name is Calla. Calla Rees . I need your help." I shouted above the sound of the rain that fell around me. The guy stood to the side exposing the inside of the house, the heat hit me as I cautiously stepped in after looking at him. I looked around at the Browns and creams that of the living room/kitchen as the accent colour mustard popped out from the material of different objects, this house was nice,expensive.

"Let me take that" the guy spoke in a calming, raspy tone as he took my jacket off. He hung it on a hat rack while flashing me a small smile,"my names warren, take a seat"

Warren pointed to the cream sofa covered in mustard pillows, I sat down, taking the pillow behind me and placing it next to me, I crossed my right leg over the other while watching warren sit down, placing a cigarette in his mouth and lighting it.

"Want one?" He offered, I shook my head "I don't smoke, but thanks for the offer" I replied, shuffling in my seat. "So," he paused, as a cloud of smoke escaped his lips " what's the deal with Jason this time? Haven't seen the poor guy in a week or two. He seems to be visiting a girl a lot recently, which I assume" he paused again "is you" he pointed at me with the cigarette. Blushing, I shifted in my seat looking down at my hands that cupped my knee ,"his choice"

"And so I believe, Jason is a good looking guy. No homo." Warren joked, throwing his hands up in defence. I laughed slightly. He took another puff of he cigarette, letting the smoke out the corner of his mouth,"now tell me, what's happened?"

"Jason came to visit me at work and we were talking about some stuff, his family situation mostly and he just suddenly went off on a rampage, I chased him down to the reception area of the building and he pulled a gun out on me and started crying" I sighed " and yeah, now I'm here"  warren bit his lip putting the cigarette out in the ashtray.

"I guess he's in jail then?" He questioned, I nodded watching warren suddenly stand up,he walked over to a cupboard across the room and began tapping something, I heard a couple of beeps as he shut the cupboard door pulling out a bag.

He walked over to me, placing the bag on the coffee table that stood in front of us. I looked up at him, he looked at me," I'm gonna get you a jacket, and we're gonna bail him out"

"Why're you getting me a jacket?"

"One, I'm a gentlemen two,yours is wet, and it's still raining, I only like seeing women wet when I've caused it, not the rain" he joked, I shot him a death glare. He shrugged making me giggle. I nodded, standing up.

Warren grabbed a black jacket from the side,"it's Jason's" he clarified, " thank you" I nodded putting the jacket on, it smelt like deodorant and it was super soft. He picked up the bag from the table and unhooked a set of keys that hung on a board with atleast 7 other sets.

We quickly rushed out of the door as the rain continued to hammer down on everything in its path, he unlocked a black Ferrari which, may I add was Matt black and gorgeous and jumped into the drivers side, I did the same but into the passenger side closing the door behind me.

Warren threw the bag into the back before starting up the engine, he revved it a couple of times making the car move forward. Here we go.