Breaking The Bad Boy

Chapter 4

Hey guys! So so so so so sorry I haven't posted in ages, I've been super busy. But I'm back now and will hopefully be posting a lot more regularly. Hope you all had an amazing summer and I will see you when I next update <3

~ Mia0405

Taking an immediate left I turned into the driveway of my uncle's house. He was married once, but she was killed when I was young by The Cans. Ever since then his house has been The Riders base. There are spare rooms in case anyone needed to stay the night, and the old office has been redecorated to become the control room.

Leaning over I punched the password into the gate and drove up the drive. Leaving my helmet on the seat of my motorbike, I walked inside the house and straight to the control room. I sat down at the computer, which was programmed by my uncles' friend Johnny. Logging into my account I scrolled through my emails and found the one I was looking for. Pressing print I logged out. Scanning over the email I walked into the lounge. The rest of the members were sitting on the sofas and floor watching a football game. I stopped reading when I reached the end of the second paragraph. Looking up from the TV, my uncle saw what I was reading and turned off the football. Ignoring the protests, Paul got up and walked over to where I was standing and staring at the paper in my hands.

"What does it say?" He asked, worried laced into the wrinkles around his eyes. Shoving the paper into his chest I turned on my heel and walked into the kitchen to grab a drink. The email was from our boss. My Uncle Paul and I may be the leaders of the gang, but the boss is the one who pays us to do all the jobs we are given. He gives us a task to complete for a customer, we do it, and he pays us. Basically it's doing the dirty work for other people.

Hearing footsteps behind me, I turned my head to see the rest of the gang join me in the kitchen. There were 12 official gang members, including Paul and I. However, we also had people we could turn to who knew about the gang, such as Johnny for gadgets or computer problems, or Andrew who was a mechanic who helped repair our motorbikes.

"You don't have to do this you know." Jake said, sitting beside me. Jake joined the gang a couple of years before me to help pay the bills and look after his mum and younger brother. His dad was also a member of The Riders before he was caught on a job and thrown in jail. He was very good looking, but due to us both being in a gang, there was no chance to even think about dating. Rolling my eyes at his comment I sank lower in my chair.

"Yeah I do", I sighed, "the boss wants information on The Cans."

"It says here there is word on the street that the boss of The Cans is planning another attack against us." Paul said plonking down opposite me.

"I know. I've read it." I replied sourly. I wasn't happy with the task I had been asked to complete.

"If the boss said it's the only way to get the information, then that's what you'll have to do Chloe. Not really up for discussion is it?" Paul glanced at me with apology in his eyes. Snatching the paper from his hand I stormed out the house, slamming the door behind me.

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"You want me to do what?!" Alycia questioned from the other end of the phone.

"I want you to teach me how to flirt." I said again flatly. I heard rustling in the background before it went silent.

"I'll see you in ten." And she hung up the phone. Sighing I let the phone drop onto the bed. Around 15 minutes later the doorbell rang. Opening the door I went in to hug her, but Alycia pushed past me and ran up the stairs.

"Come on!" I heard her shout from my room, "I have been waiting for this day a long time." Entering my room I saw Alycia sitting in my arm chair.

"Stop." She commanded. Shocked at the tone of authority in her voice I came to a halt. "Turn around and walk in again. Except this time sway your hips a little bit. Oh and stop slouching."