"6/12 364 Rosé Lane - that's like 1 hr away from here, who called?" Aiden asked confused looking from the laptop screen to me.
"Aiden do you sweat not to freak the fuck out?" I sighed.
"Depends what the fuck you're about to let me in on,"
I glared at him and grabbed a piece of paper and started copying down the address.
"Woah, woah, woah, are you going there?" He nudged my arm.
"What the fuck I'm not one of your whores chill baby brother!" He rolled his eyes and nodded.
"I'm coming with you then," he stated blankly.
"What? Sorry Mr Black but I'm sure you can't bail on all your clients booked for the rest of the day!" I teased him pointing to a button on his shirt.
"Fuck off Julia," he smirked, "you're my baby cousin and whatever bs you've gotten yourself into - I'll help,"
I took him into a hug, grateful for having him always by my side.
"Better get going then," I stood up and grabbed my phone from his desk before both of us speed walked out of the skyscraper.
-
We were about 5 minutes into an already antagonising silent drive before I mustered up anything to say.
"So how's Winston?" I asked him, referring to my only uncle, from my dad's side.
"He moved to Alaska? Thought you knew," Aiden shrugged.
I frowned, of course I didn't know, "how've you been coping with out him?"
"The same way you would be coping if your mom suddenly moved away," he straightened out his tie and sighed.
"So you miss him?"
"I don't want to talk about him,"
I nodded, respecting the position he was in.
"Aren't you going to tell me why we're driving to some isolated huge mansion 1hr away from the city?" He looked to me, waiting for a response.
I left the car in an uncomfortable silence for a few seconds before I decided to just tell him.
"I got this Spanish hottie into prison because he broke into my mf house and tried to kill me thank god Justin heard and barged in with a gun, he shot Daniel's - the hottie's, arm then we got Daniel into prison and while me and Jeff were on our way to my house from court, Justin texted me saying I shouldn't come back home because a bunch of scary ass lookin thugs are all over my house, I sent him the address of Jeff's apartment, but the thugs got him, then Jeff drove to see if he's ok, they got him too, then some Spanish prick called Revenge or PayBack or whatever called me from Justin's phone, TELLING ME IF I DONT GET DANIEL OUT OF PRISON IN 3 DAYS HE'LL KILL JUSTIN AND JEFF!" I took a shakey breath in and tried hard not to cry, realising just how deep this bs was, and I was right in the middle of it.
"Shitden, Jules ok woah pull over NOW" Aiden ordered. I almost slapped him when I heard his response, but both hands on the wheel at all times kids.
"WHAT?! We have to go get them! Now!" I insisted, speeding up.
"WE CANT JULES! For fucks sake how are we going to get them? They probably have guns! If I'm not mistaken it looks like the mf Mafia! We need a plan!" He yelled at me.
I pulled over and stepped out the car, throwing my hands up. The warm, afternoon summer sun shone down on me and lit up the the beautiful landscape before us, fields on fields filled with multicoloured grass and flowers. 40 minutes away from the city was heaven, Canada isn't just maple leaves and snow.
Aiden got out and into the drivers seat.
"Get in the car Jules, we don't exactly have time to be sun bathing,"
I hugged and tugged at the sleeves of my blazer before getting into the passengers seat.
Aiden started the engine and within seconds we were speeding down the same road we just came from, but opposite direction.
I sat silently, not daring to speak because I realised what the consequences could have been if I was on my own, and actually trekked over to where payback was based at. It would've been Kodak's shooting all over again, Canadian version.
-
We pulled up at Aiden's apartment, which was only about 5 mins away from the Chelsea tower. Him being as extra as he was, he lived on the top floor, it wasn't even that high compared to some of the buildings surrounding it, but it was beautiful.
We both stepped into his light and airy apartment, the tall white walls illuminated by the still bright sun, almost everything was white, my cousin was mf BORING.
"Tea?" He offered.
I plunged down onto his white leather sofa and took off my heels and blazer - Deja vu right?
I nodded my response and cupped my head in my hands, having no idea what we were going to do about any of this.
A few minutes later he handed me a mug of warm tea and sat opposite me on his huge arm chair.
"I've been thinking on the way here and I have a plan," he mumbled before taking a sip of his own tea.
I looked up at him from my hands and frowned.
"But you won't like it," he quickly added.
I sighed and positioned myself so that I was sitting upright and facing him.
"At this point I think I just want my boyfriend and step dad to be safe?"
"We need Chase and we need Zaria," he smiled.
"Zaria who?" I was internally screaming because why the actual fUck would Chase help us at ALL. My cousin actually went ape shit.
"Zaria the girl in fucking," he smirked, proudly sipping away at his coffee.
"The one I told to leave?"
"Mhm"
"10/10 plan," I sighed sarcastically.
"Why Chase?" I quizzes him, extremely unhappy.
"You ready?"
