Secrets (h.s)

"No fucking way."

Ella's pov

I feel numb when he says the name of the gang. That's Harry's dads gang. What if he notices me? what if Harry's there? What if Harry and I meet?

"Why did the colour from your face drain. You never failed a mission and I don't expect you to fail now. I f you do fail you don't even want to imagine what I will get people to do to you." He threatens me with cold eyes showing no emotion.

I make a motion with my hand basically asking him anything else.

"No you can leave." He replied.

I nod and head out the door. I need to get some fresh air. I leave the building being met by cold harsh wind slapping my face and pushing my hair in all directions. I run and run to the small park where Luke and I firsts met.

I go beside a big tree with the leaves in different shades of red orange and yellow, some still a little green. The leaves crunch beneath my boots as I sit under the tree. I take deep breaths reminding myself that I can do this. I'm mortified though, what if I saw Harry there. I kind of wish I do though. I went back to this shit of a life for him. I new that I had a huge chance of dying if I went back to my father but I did it for Harry. If he started working with his dad I did all this for nothing. I ruined my life all over again for nothing.

I was packing everything I needed while Steven was speaking to me on the phone. He told me what to pack and what to do. He also said to try and not get noticed by Desmond since he might know who I am. He told me that tomorrow morning at 6:00am a car will be here to pick me and take me to there place.

I got a maximum of two hours of sleep last night. I couldn't sleep i kept thinking about Harry. I always think about him but tonight I did more then usual. I take a shower and brush my teeth. I wear dark green pants that had tips on thin but didn't show any skin since underneath it had black materials covering it up so that your skin doesn't show. I wear A tight black long sleeved shirt and my black boots. I braid my hair into a side braid loosely. I grab my black leather jacket from my closet and slip it on since it would be chilly out. I pick up my suitcase that's beside the wooden door of my house and carry it down the old wooden stairs the creeped with each step. I waited around ten minutes when I heard knocking on my door. I opened the door to a guy who looked around late twenties. He had brown eyes and brown straight hair up in a quiff. He was wearing a black tight shirt that hugged his muscular upper body with a black leather jacket on top. He has on loose black jeans that was being held up by a black belt. He was also wearing black boots.

This guy really likes black.

"Ella storm, my name is Thomas and I am mainly the driver for the Black Sparrow gang but also one of Boss Desmond's best friend. I'm warning you, don't fuck this up or else you're dead or you're meat. I hope you understand what I mean. If you do not that is your own fault and stupidity. Now follow me." He says and walk back out the door wear a black BMW m6 was.

I pick up my suit case and follow behind him. He grabs the suitcase from my hand and places it at the back of the car. He tells me to go the front of the car which I obey.

"It says here you don't talk. We will adjust to that but that means you have to show us that you really are worth keeping. It says here that both your parent s died in a car crash and that you raised your self so you hate affection. We saw a video of you fighting against another person and we liked how you studied there moves and used it against them. You are quite talented and that's why we actually allowed you to be in our gang. You must obey every command you are given. You will do the missions we say you have to do. If you don't feel comfortable with it to bad. If you are lucky they might modify it for you. Once we arrive there someone will show you around and be your partner for a little bit. You will stay at the woman section of our place. You will see what I'm taking about once we arrive there." Thomas explains mostly everything to me while keeping his eyes focused on the road.