Gang Romance

9: You forgot this

~Carson's POV~

I went in my house and immediately went straight to the living room, sitting on the sofa. I rested my head against the top part of the sofa, and closed my eyes.

I suddenly opened my eyes as I heard someone knock on the door. I stood up and walked towards it.

"Hey." He greeted when I opened the door and bumped into me, while entering the house. "Sorry." He muttered.

"What the fu** happened?" I asked, almost rushed.

"Where at the basketball court? Well, where should I start?" He teasingly rubbed his chin, pretending to think. He's so stupid sometimes. I mean, all the time.

"Start from the end." I sarcastically replied.

"Okay, She kicked me and ran away. The end."

"No, I was being sarcastic, you idiot." I rolled my eyes at him. "Start from the beginning."

"Well, the man was messing with the wrong people so we were planning on killing him. He wasn't just annoying us, he was also irritating us. He didn't pay for the drugs we were selling. Then I needed to pee, so I left them alone for a while, leaving the plan for Fred to do. Then I came back and saw this girl hiding behind the garbage and looking towards the man and Fred. Of course I thought she was going to the police and tell them, so I just pointed the gun at her, threatening her. But she attacked me as soon as I looked over at Fred who just killed the man. I'm not gonna lie, she was a good fighter." He told me, boringly, not really caring. Well, I didn't care too. But as soon as he said that she's a good fighter, I suddenly straightened up.

I stood there staring at him. He was typing at his phone, probably texting. We were silent for a minute before he broke it. Thank goodness. That was awkward as hell.

"So, who is this girl to you anyway? She's pretty." He looked over at me, smirking.

"I swear if you tell me she's pretty again, I will break you legs so hard, you will never be able to walk for 10 years. And we're just friends." I threatened him. I don't like other guys telling her she's pretty or cute or whatever. Only her brother. Even Wesley. Even though he doesn't have feelings for her, I know because he told us once. And we're just friends. I will never like her more than that. I don't fall in love. I don't date. And it will stay that way.

"You just threatened me not to call her pretty again and you're telling me she's just a friend?" He questioned.

"Shut up." I grumbled.

There was suddenly a knock on the door. I looked at it, like an alien is gonna barge in. It's probably my mother with my little brother. They knew Drake, but they didn't know we were at a gang.

I opened the door and I stood there shocked. Drake is inside! Why did she come here? What will happen if she found out about Drake being in here? She would hate me and think it was my plan.

"Oh, hey." I started, nervously. I kept the door beside me, not opening it wildly so she cannot come. "What are you doing here?" I asked

"You forgot this." She held out my wallet and said, "And can I come inside, I need to pee."

~Crystal's POV~

I really needed to pee and I swear if he didn't open the door wildly, for me to come in, I will pee on his face. Actually no, that means that I have to put my underwear aside and he will see me bottomless. No, just no. Stop Crystal.

"Umm... Actually no, you can just go pee in those trees around." He gestured the trees with his hands. Okay, I will pee on a glass of water and let him drink it, thinking its a lemonade. That way he won't see me bottomless. Okay, my revenge is planned.

"No really. I need to pee, so badly. And your neighbors will see me pee on the tree, thinking I'm a dog." I snorted at my own joke.

"Carson, who is that?" The sound of a man's voice came from the living room. A man?

"Oh, that's why you didn't want me to go in your house. You dirty, naughty Carson. You're doing a man? You're disgusting. I would expect a women, of course, but a man?" I laughed out loud, but suddenly stopped at I saw the guy behind Carson. My eyes widened as I noticed who the guys is. The feeling to pee suddenly went away. But I also wanted to piss as soon as I saw him.

"YOU?!" We said in unison. I would have laughed at that, but this is a serious situation. He wasn't surprise as I was though. I would probably be running around the roads, screaming, like I just saw a dog turned into a human and waved hello to me, its head is a dog but its arms and body are like the humans, but I was stuck in my place, shocked.

"What is he doing here?!!" I exclaimed, backing away, finally. How did Carson know him? Why? When?

"He's -" I quickly interrupted him.

"No! Just stop. Did you ask him to kill me or what? Are you the mastermind? The leader? Why? What did I do wrong to you? Holy cheese balls, that's why you left so early. 'Cause you feel guilty! Holly molly!" I ranted... Wow, it made sense now. My anger was increasing every second.

"No, no, no! You don't understand! He's my friend in a gang, well not really my friend, but he knows my family, so that makes him my friend, but he isn't one until I heard what happen-" he was interrupted, by me. Again.

"A gang?!" What the heck?! This is getting more confusing and my head is going to explode. It literally feels like I'm doing a math quiz.

"Ye- no! It's not what it-" He was interrupted, by the guy who pointed his gun at me this time. He keeps on getting interrupted.

"He's in a gang, yes. But he barely even hang out with us. He's probably planning on where your date is going to be." Why is he talking so calmly to me again? I glared at him. What the-?

"Shut up." Carson muttered the same time as I asked, "Why are you in a gang?"

"Well..." Carson started.

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