Savannah's POV:
I've been behaving at school. Surprising right? I haven't seen Wesley for 2 weeks now and I've been getting worried. I pulled on a pair of leggings and my "NY Giants" hoodie and black combat boots, before heading out to Wesley's house. He never replied to any of my text and I was beyond scared that he was hurt. Once I got to his house I knocked on the door. Biting my bottom lip I stepped back, waiting. After a good minute, I was going to knock again when Keaton opened the door so quickly, I stumbled but he caught me.
"Savannah what are you doing here?"
"I need to know where Wesley is?"
"Well he's not here, he left.."
"What do you mean left?" I raised my left eyebrow in confusion.
"Can we talk somewhere else?" He said stepping out the house, closing the door behind him.
I nodded leading him to my car.
As we got in, Keaton held onto my hand. "You need to believe me, when I say .. Wesley IS dangerous. He's not what it seems."
"I just can't believe anything until I see it."
"Hm, you're really stubborn Savannah."
I crossed my arms. "So.."
"Here, I'll drive you to somewhere, that will probably prove to you."
I nodded as we switched positions and Keaton drove off.
After a good 3 hour drive we finally stopped.
"Come on." Keaton said already outside the car.
We were standing in front a wooden warehouse. It looked like it was once on fire, there was ashes everywhere and the wood was falling off.
"Why are we here Keaton?"
"This used to be a warehouse of one of Wesley's great friend. But one day his friend Derek didn't give him what he wanted. So then he burnt down his warehouse with Derek and his friends in it. By himself with no help."
"B-But how? Why?"
"That is Wesley, right now he's on a business trip or should I say mission in Phoenix. I'm not sure for what but he said he was going. He's apart of a gang 'The venoms'. They kill anyone that gets in their way, they are drug dealers, stealers, killers. They have never been caught."
My jaw dropped instantly. "W-Wesley is a killer?"
"He doesn't go around killing innocent people unless you fuck with him and his gang."
We sat there on my car, in silence my mind was thinking about ever word Keaton had said. Flashes of Wesley's angered faced came into my mind. It was all too much, my head was pounding.
"Hey," Keaton spoke softly. "Let's get you home."
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Keaton drove me home, "Wesley would never hurt you." He said hugging me before walking home, since his house wasn't too far and the sun was setting.
I walked up to my room, taking some advil out the medicine cabinet and water to swallow it.
I put on a pair of sweatpants and a tank top before heading downstairs to find something to eat. I heard the front door open then close. It was Montana. She put some bags on the counter, one bag happened to be from Taco Bell.
"Did you bring me taco bell?" I asked.
She laughed. "Of course."
I rumged through the bag pulling out a bag of quesadillas, my fave.
We both ate at the table, "How was your day?" Montana asked.
I shook my head biting my bottom lip remembering everything that happened. "Keaton told me.. about Wesley."
Montana froze in her spot dropping her taco back on the wrapper. "H-He told you about 'The venoms'"?
"Yeah.." I shrugged.
I had no feeling towards what Keaton told me about Wesley, I wasn't going to suddenly hate his guts. But I'm just confused why, Wes didn't tell me.
"He killed my boyfriend."
