The Gangleader

Chapter nine

Maya's POV

I can't let this bother me. I think to myself while I sit down taking a sip from my wine glass. I can't tell Jackson about my past, I mean It's not like he really cares anyways. Lizzie is the only one who knows and I've got to keep it this way.

"Maya!" Someone shouts pushing me from my thoughts.

I turn my head to see an out of breath Lizzie.

"Yeah?" I reply sipping from my wine glass,

"You have to tell him!" Lizzie whispers loudly, "I mean he likes you. A lot." She says proudly with a slight of jealousy crawling in her eyes.

I choke on my wine, "How do you know." I say trying to hid my excitement mixed with worry.

"Scott. Duhhh" She replies rolling her eyes.

"Oh.." I say hiding my smile by looking down.

"Just.. tell him." Lizzie says before running off.

I can't believe Jackson actually likes me. I'm starting to.. but I can't trust anyone or be with anyone for that matter after what happened in the past.

Jackson's POV

What the hell is Maya's past? Like the fuck? Lizzie can't just yell at me and then leave me hanging, this isn't some damn book.

I mean and I like Maya, I want to know what happened. I want to know everything there is to know about her. I want to be there for her, protect her, love her. I want her to be my world, my everything.

I glance at my watch, god only 11:30pm. I just want to go home. I walk to the bar and ask the middle aged bar tender for a beer. Finally receiving my beer I take a long sip releasing my stress and thoughts.

"Hi there." I hear a women say, ugh.

I turn my head to see a girl about 24 leaning over next to me. Her cleavage was hanging out and she was wearing a tight strapless dress. She had jet black hair that was pin straight falling down her back, she had hazel eyes with a nose hoop piercing complimenting her face. Who invited her?

I just roll my eyes and continue sipping my beer, apparently she got upset and kept trying. 

Women.

"I'm Kayla.." She slurrs, smirking.

"Did I ask?" I snap rolling my eyes.

"Didn't have to." Kayla purrs, placing her hand on my thigh. This girl.

Ugh.

"Um. I have a girlfriend." I roll my eyes. Taking my finger I push her hand away.

She seems to keep insisting because as soon as I did that you want to know what this slut did?Hitched her damn dress up, like as if I wanted her. Oh my god.

 "Well doesn't mean we can't go sneak out to have a good time," Kayla whispers seductively leaning closer.

Can't this girl take a hint? I sip the rest of my beer roughly before speaking. 

"What part of no do you not understand, maybe I have to spell it out. N-O." I spit, I get up to leave before hearing her response.

12:00 pm, god I'm so leaving.

I look around to see if I can see my gang, Nope. 

Pulling out my phone I dial Scotts number.

Ring..

Ring..

Ring..

"What?" A voice breaks through