Gang Romance

10: What plan are you talking about?

Crystal's POV

"How about we go inside?" I suggested. I looked at Drake and saw him looking at his watch. He looked back up, and looked at me, looking impatient. I still haven't forgiven him yet, even though he doesn't deserve to be forgiven. But hey, everyone deserves a second chance.

"Okay." Carson agreed. He let us in. Then, I went straight to the bathroom. "Yeah, I forgot, you needed to piss." He laughed.

After I used to bathroom and heard Drake talking on the phone, in the kitchen.

"Get in here faster ." Drake told the person over the phone. "What? You're already near by?.. Well I want you here in less than 1 minute, but be careful there's someone else in here. Wha- UGH!" He let out a frustrated groan. He's obviously frustrated that he got hang up.

"What was that?" I asked. Get in here? What was he planning?

"Why are you even talking to me? Just in case you forgot, you kicked and punched me on the face." He gestured his bruises on his face. There was one on his jaw, eyes and nose, where I kneed him on his face. He deserved it.

"Well, you're the one who pointed a gun on me, remember? I just defended myself." I snapped at him, narrowing my eyes at him.

"Well you weren't that injured."

"Are you blind? You see this," I gestured my eye " You did this. So meaning I was injured too."

"I mean you weren't that much hurt. And I also needed defend myself so punched you on the eye." He kinda looked guilty, but that expression soon drifted away, not wanting me to see it.

"What the-" I was interrupted by Carson's voice in the living room.

"Who the heck are you? And what are you doing in my house?" He yelled. I ran in the living room and saw 3 men standing there, all in black and guns on their hands. I widened my eyes as soon as I saw who they're aiming to. Carson.

"You're late. Now the plan is all ruined." Drake told the man in front of the 3 men. What plan? It must be the plan on the phone. But what plan exactly? To kill Carson?

"No, we're not." The man snapped at Drake. He was probably the leader. It's obvious because he's tall and buff. He has black hair and he looks about 24 or 25 years old. The other guy has blonde hair while the other guy is short and has brown hair.

"What plan are you talking about? Chill, man. Put the guns down. Let's talk this out." Carson said to the men then looked over at Drake. "What did I do wrong, Drake? Why were you planning this out?"

"A lot. You took the leadership of the gang from me, you stole my girlfriend, you threatened my best friend not to tell me she was cheating on me, telling her you will kill her if she would tell me, and the thing that I wouldn't forget was when you broke my necklace. You knew my father gave that to me. That's all the memory I ever had with my father. I watched you smashed the necklace, with my father and I's picture on it, with a hammer. And it hurts watching it break to small pieces and there's a lot more, Carson." Drake listed things Carson have done to him.

"And don't forget what you have done you me, too, Carson." The leader of the group said. What have Carson done to him? Another mystery...

I saw how the leader man's finger twitched on the trigger, and I know that he's going to shoot Carson. I ran towards him then as soon as he pulled the trigger, I pushed him aside, sending the bullet past Carson. Thank goodness.

Drake patted his jean, trying to grab his gun out, but Carson tackled him on the floor and started beating him up. The blonde hair guy joined them and started to pull Carson away from Drake.

I looked over at the leader, thinking Carson could handle himself, and punched him, hard. He didn't even look hurt. Uh-oh! Suddenly, I felt someone put a gun on my nape. I didn't think twice, I span around then knocked the gun out, using my lower-arm, while I pushed my right leg behind me, kicking the leader's balls. He groaned, and cupped it, trying to keep the pain away. The easy target.

While he was distracted by his balls, I punched the brown haired guy on his stomach. He was easier to hit because he wasn't the muscular. He tried punching me on my stomach too, but I grabbed his knuckles and twisted it, putting his arms back behind his back. I heard the leader stopped groaning and I knew he was planning on kicking or punching me on my back, so I turned the guy to his direction, and sent the leader's foot crash on the guy's stomach. He was surprised of what I did. I took the browned haired guy's neck and twisted it, it made a cracking noise and he was on the floor now, unconscious.

I heard Carson called out my name but I couldn't look over at him. I was too distracted by the leader, trying to throw punched at me. I know Carson was hurt by the sound of his voice. I kicked the leader's head and banged his head against the wall behind him. Before I knew it, I felt something on my back and it hurts, then I was on the floor, kneeling. I looked over at Carson and saw him with his eyes wide. Drake was holding out the gun pointing it towards me, while the blond hair guy was on the floor passed out, blood all over him.

Then I saw the front door open and saw Carson's mom and a little kid. They looked at the disaster we made and all the things that Carson's mom was holding dropped on the floor. Then she looked at me and her jaw fell to the ground. The little kid was behind her, looking scared. Drake was now on the floor, holding his shaking head, and Carson was running towards me. I didn't know I was already laying on the floor as soon as Carson picked me up, carrying me bridal style.

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