Ride Or Die

Caught off guard, Paisley?

Ride or Die~ Caught off guard, Paisley?

"What is your motherfucking problem?" I hissed as we entered our room, me first, but Jason following closely behind. Slamming the door as we were both inside, he turned to me, his eyes dark, "What did you just say to me?" I let out a sarcastic, short laugh, "I SAID WHAT IS YOUR FUCKING PROBLEM?" I restated my question with more lust than before. I then felt the tension grow as he spoke bitterly, "If you EVER speak to me like that again--" "You'll what, Jason? Shoot me? You had your chance to do that. Don't make me go tell Micah that you are already being an asshole." He chuckled lowly, "I fucking wish you would." With that, I stood up and walked over to the door, opening and slamming it back behind me. Instead of walking all the way across the warehouse to find Boss, I decided to just walk across the hall until I came face to face with the boy from earlier. "Hey," I nodded towards him as we passed each other. He did the same but stopped his voice making me turn to face him, "How'd your results come out?"
"I failed one, but did really good on the other two so they spared me." I let out a giggle, all the heat and anger from mine and Jason's argument disappeared until I saw him make his way out of the room and look over to my new friend, then to me. He appeared even madder than before, I didn't think that was even possible. "Maybe we should walk this way," I announced, grabbing the almost stranger's hand and moving down the hall, going the opposire direction of Jason even though I could feel his eyes burning holes into my back. Fantastic, my new partner hated me. I could see him doing some crazy shit like shooting me then claiming that it was another gang. I honestly considered that possible but then I thought back to Beau being there also and felt more relaxed.
I spent most the afternoon getting to know Dalton, turns out he just associated himself less than a month ago. He ran away from home, abusive parents.
Gangs aren't as bad as everyone makes them out to be, they are a family when you don't have one.
My heart wrenched for Dalton as he told me his story of his father coming home drunk and beating his mom and himself. "--So I killed him," Dalton finished. The ending of the story caused me to choke on my own breath as it hitched in my throat and suddenly it felt dry. "You killed him..?" I trailed off in a question. The boy's head nodded slowly, "It was the only choice I had, he killed my mother." That was something I had been hearing all day and was tired of it, 'Only choice' 'No other way', It seemed to be how everyone got in the gang.
After hours on end with my new friend, I figured I should go back and try to at least talk things out with Jason. Things got heated so fast I didn't even realize what I was saying. One day I think I really like the guy but then the next I don't think I've hated someone more in my entire life? Other than my father. My smile dropped as Dalton and I halted in front of mine and Jason's door.
"Thanks for spending the day with me," I nudged him lightly.
He just smiled, "Anytime Pay."
I hugged him before entering the room, the gang members are actually for the most part really sweet which was kind of unexpected. I guess it is kind of like you love each other like family but hate everyone not included in that family. I shut the door quietly then froze as I heard a girl's whimper -- Or was it a moan? "Jaaason," Her voice cried out as he grunted and the sound of the bed hitting against the wall quickened its pace for a long moment before slowing once more. I thought if I stayed in there another second, I would cry or scream or do something I'd be ashamed of so I ran out of the suit. Without stopping to knock, I ran straight through Beau's door. The figure turned just in time to catch me in an embrace, "What's wrong?" His voice showing deep concern. It was silly for me to cry over a guy who obviously had no attraction towards me, this is something I never did. Yet, look at me crying over Jason. And best of all, I get to sleep in that same bed tonight. The thought disgusted me. "Can I stay in here tonight?" I nearly begged Beau who just placed his hand on my shoulder and looked deeply into my eyes, "Ya, sure Pay, anything ya need."
A few hours later, Jason strutted in obviously in a better mood. Wonder why, I sarcastically thought to myself.
"Yo Pais, can we talk?"
"No?"
"What?" He sounded caught off guard by my reaction. He didn't know what I witnessed just a couple hours before.
"Go to hell," Irritation lingering on every letter.
"Bitch," he mumbled before walking out of Beau's room again, they crossed paths as Beau was entering. "What was that?" He pointed towards the doorway where Jason had just retreated through. I shrugged my shoulders, "What did Micah say about me getting my own room?" The bed sunk in where Beau's bulky body came to rest next to mine, "He said it would be ready by tomorrow."
"Great, wanna run some errands with me tonight?" I asked, more of a beg.
"Where to?"
"Back to my house to get my clothes and then by the store to get... necessary items..." He caught on by my tone of voice and nervously scratched the back of his head, chuckling. "Ya, sure."
In all honesty, I didn't really want the clothes. Well, I mean I did but not as much as I wanted to see Branson. It was been three days, three long days of hell without my baby boy and I missed him more than anything. He was the one thing that had straight strings to my heart and he played me like a puppet. If I hadn't already cried so much lately, I'm sure I would have cried about missing him. I just didn't wanna seem like a total pussy to the gang. I just joined this morning and several people have already seen me with tears in my eyes. Ridiculous.

"Where are the both of you going again?" Boss questioned with his arms crossed over his chest.
"To get the rest of Paisley's things" Beau answered so I wouldn't have to.
"Uh huh, don't forget Jason."
That wrecked my train of thought, I wanted to protest, but decided not to. I needed to choose my battles more carefully starting now so when I do get into arguments with people, I am taken seriously.
Beau escaped to find Jason, I was already in the car waiting.