Wanted : A MiniCat Fanfiction

Chapter 3 ~ The Hideout

Craig POV:
"Tyler. I can't believe this is happening."
I said, while he was talking about riding a train to another state.
"Neither can I. But we can't look back." he said.
"Tyler..." I said.
I sat down on a box.
We were in another alleyway, hiding.
"Listen, Craig..." he put his hand on my shoulder, and I blushed at the sudden contact.
"You should go home. This isn't your fault... You don't have to deal with this. You shouldn't have to."
I looked up at him.
"This is my problem... Not yours. I don't want to drag you into this." he said.
"Tyler. No..." I began.
"Mini... Just go home." he looked at me.
"No. I'm not going anywhere..." I said.
I grabbed his hand.
He looked down at me like I was crazy.
"I'm staying here with you. You're my best friend. I can't lose you. Your problems are my problems." I said.
"What... Why are you...You're..." he was turning red and my hand holding his.
I let go of his hand.
"Oh.. Oh.. I'm s-sorry..." I said, blushing as well.
He looked at me.
"It's okay, bro. Let's just go. Since I can't get you to go home." he laughed, nervously.
I smiled.
"Where are we going?" I asked him.
"Well, I don't really know yet, but we can always find out. We will just see where life takes the two of us." he smirked.
I stood up.
"It would probably be best if we go back to California." I said.
He nodded.
"The cops aren't as persistent there."
I nodded as well.
"We need fake IDs and fake passports. Then we have to get tickets." he said.
I nodded again.
"I know someone." he said.
"You do?" I asked him.
"Yeah. He's an old friend from college... He works in secret. I know where to find him. It's a little whiles away, but we should get there soon. It's not too far." he told me.
I nodded.
"Okay. You lead the way."
He smirked and led me to my old friend's secret hideout.
"TYYYYLERR! HEY BUDDY, WHAT'S UP MAN?"
A man with a dark blue leather jacket and a hockey mask came from a dark alleyway.
"Heyyyyy!!! What's up, Del?!"
Tyler smiled.
I wish he looked at me that way.
Another man with dark, shaggy black hair, wearing a dark red leather jacket with four white stripes stepped out behind him.
"What do you need, Ty?"
'Del' asked.
The other man seemed to look at Tyler with hate, and I threw a look at him, claiming Tyler as mine.
He noticed me and I seemed to spark his interest.
He looked me up and down.
Suddenly a girl with red hair stepped out of a corner, in a black coat, her eyes covered.
"Tyler." she addressed.
"Z." he looked at her, and then rolled his eyes.
She pulled out a pistol.
"Don't fucking look at me like that, bitch."
"Hey, chill." The red coated man motioned to her.
She nodded.
"As you say."
"Tyler, what are you here for?" The guy asked again.
"Jon-" Tyler began.
"Delirious. Too dangerous to use my real name out here." the guy interuppted, looking around for anyone.
"We need fake IDs, passports..." Tyler said.
Delirious nodded.
"We got you. Everyone inside."
He had motioned us all to a small makeshift shelter.
I stood outside.
I hadn't known these people.
"Come inside." Z said.
She had tooken off her hood to reveal two beautiful, glistening amber eyes.
"You're safe. We're all a family here." she smiled.
She then frowned. "Except for fuckboy Tyler."
"What did I even do?" he asked.
"You fucking snapped my favorite katana." she said and then looked back at me.
"Come on, I don't bite."
I hesitated and then stepped inside.
"I'll hire Daithi for you, if you want." Delirious said.
"Lui, too?" the man behind him asked.
"Lui? No! You're not bringing my boyfriend into this." Z huffed.
The man looked at her.
"It would probably be the best. They need all the help they could get." he said.
"Vanoss, you are not being serious! You're bringing Lui into this?! He's already had enough stress with Mae!" she shook her head.
"Z! We are together! We work together, as a family! We make sacrifices to make things better! They need Calibre." Delirious had joined in.
She sighed.
"Fine."
Tyler air pumped.
"But I'm coming along with him." she said, glaring at Tyler.
"No..." Tyler said, groaning.
"Hell yeah. My man goes, I join." she said.
"Bullshit you are." Tyler laughed.
Z got closer to him and pulled out her pistol.
"I am, whether you like it or not."
He put his hands up.
"Okay, okay."
"Call them." Vanoss nudged Delirious.
Delirious whipped out his laptop (I was trying so hard not to type dick right here... XD) and Skype called Nogla and Lui.
"Hello?" They asked.
"Aye, Lui!" Tyler said, waving, and the guy smiled.
"What's up, man?!" he said, sounding like... A little boy maybe?
"What the fock do you want, ye little twit?" an Irish accent asked.
"You two, base, now." Vanoss said.
They didn't even argue... They just nodded.
Why?
Why did they listen to him...?
They didn't have to, of course... Right?
"Why do they listen to you?" I asked.
Vanoss just nodded.
"Because he's our 'boss.'" Z held up air quotes.
"You're just mad because Lui listens more to Evan than he does you." Tyler said, smirking.
"What did you say, bitch?" Z pulled out her gun, again.
"Nothing." Tyler said.
"Better be nothing, punk." she put the gun back in her belt.
Soon, Daithi and Lui arrived.
"Hey guys." Nogla said.
Lui went to stand beside Z and picked her up and swung her around.
"Hey beautiful." he said in his weird voice.
"Hey my little baby boy." she smiled and hugged him.
"Eck, get a room." Tyler whispered in my ear.
Z suddenly looked at him and pulled out her gun and pulled the trigger.
She purposely missed and hit the wooden beam right beside his arm.
"Holy fuck!" he said, and grabbed on to me, which caused me to blush something awful.
"Whore." she said, then returning to Lui, saying, "That's my girl."
Delirious looked at Z.
"What did I tell you?" he asked her.
She sighed and looked down as Lui put her to her feet.
"No shooting at or near Tyler..." she said, guiltily.
"And what did you do?" Vanoss asked.
"I.... Shot near him."
"Why?"
"Because he's a bitchboy." she laughed and tried to hid her grin.
Vanoss went to take her gun away but Lui blocked him.
"You're lucky Calibre is here." he said.
"Yep. I'm invincible now, bitches." she grinned, smuggly.
Delirious sighed.
"Let's get back to work."
"How many times has she done that?" I asked Tyler.
"Shoot at me? At least twice a day." he said.
"Has she always missed?" I asked.
He looked at me.
"No. I got stung in the stomach, the leg, the shoulder, and one day when I decided to tell her to kiss my ass... Well, instead..." he said, gritting his teeth.
"Well, there's just one more in a spot you wouldn't want to see."
I laughed.
I wouldn't mind seeing.
He looked at me, confused.
Oh shit. Did I actually just whisper that to him??!
I blushed and laughed like I was joking.
But then Delirious started talking to him, and he got mixed up in another conversation.
Thank God.