Angels Bad Boys

A plan

Chapter 21: A Plan

"You piece of shit." Dean yelled, followed by another loud hit to the wall. A second passed before it sounded like someone had fallen to the floor.

That couldn't be good.

"Rach, g-go get Cole." I told her as the sound of grunts and hits increased. She stood up quickly and ran out of the door to get him as I sat still listening to the fight that was going on in the other room. I slowly started to stand up as best as I could and made my way to the hall entrance and into the room. I stood by the door frame as I watched the fight continue, not even thinking about risking getting hurt to break up that fight.

Dean was on top of Andrew, holding him down, throwing as many punches at him as he could before Andrew somehow got him off and started to throw his own. After a second they rolled around, each trying to gain control over the other. My voice was caught in my throat, what would I even say to stop this? There was absolutely nothing I could do.

Cole came running in with Jason and Rachel trailing behind him. I moved out of the way for him to look into the room. He looked back at us for a second before going in. "Hey!" He yelled as he pulled Dean off of Andrew, pushing him towards the wall and shoving Andrew in the opposite direction to make the distance between the two greater.

"What the hell is wrong with you?!" He yelled out angrily as he threw a cold glare at both of them.

"He works for Sofia!" Dean exclaimed as he wiped at his bloody nose. "Fuck." He mumbled under his breath.

I stared wide-eyed at Andrew, my mouth falling open in shock. Is that true? I made eye contact with him and his eyes filled with regret.

I'm sorry. He mouthed and I looked away as my eyes began to water. Unbelievable.

Cole turned to Andrew with a glare that would make anyone want to fall in a hole and never come out. "You work for Sofia?" His voice came out cold as ice.

After a minute of silence, Cole took it as an answer. His jaw was clenched and his fist were clenched at his side. He stepped forward, looking ready to throw a punch of his own when someone spoke up, stopping him. "Wait, Cole, that might actually be a good thing." A boy entered the room, pushing past us.

Cole turned to him with a raised eyebrow, letting his fists fall loosely to his sides. I let out a sigh of relief I didn't know I was holding in. "What?"

The boy nodded. "You heard me. I have a plan. And we need her gang"

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"No, put me down! I can help, I'm her sister. Let me help." I begged squirming in Jason's arms as he carried me bridal style to Andrew's car.

"Angel, you're hurt, just relax, everything is going to be fine." Cole responded from behind Jason.

"Cole, please." I continued as Jason set me down in the car seat next to Rachel, in the back. I looked up at Cole now, as Jason moved out of the way and I try my best puppy eyes on him.

He chuckled and shook his head slightly with a small grin. "You're cute." I quickly looked away as my cheeks started to heat up. "It'll be okay, Angel." He assured me, then slammed the car door shut.

I huffed in annoyance, sitting correctly in my seat. I heard Rachel giggle beside me and I throw a glare her way knowing the reason why. "Your blushing." She teased with a wide grin.

"You're annoying." I responded though I couldn't help the smile that creeped onto my face. I looked into the mirror and watched Cole walking back into the building with the rest of the guys as Andrew got into the driver's seat and drove away.