Forbidden Gang Love // Jelena

Chapter Five

Justin's POV

We got out of my car & walked towards the guys we called & MiMic. Everyone moved away near Ryan leaving MiMic & me face to face. We looked each other straight in the eyes.

"So? You want out huh? Your willing to leave us, your family for a girl that you knocked up?!", I growled.

"Times are changing, people are changing. This war here, just ain't as worthfull as I thought it was. This is my decision, no one else's.", MiMic said calmly.

"You know what we got to do to you. We can't just let you walk away from all of this like nothing. A price has to be paid.", I glared at him.

"Do what you got to do.", he shrugged.

"I warned you. You've been in for 6 years & we have to do 12 seconds & 3 for the reasoning. That means 21 seconds of no mercy beating.", I turned around & signaled the guys do to it.

They all nodded & walked towards MiMic. He was in the middle of a circle they formed, he closed his eyes & put his hands behind his back.

"Go.", I demanded. 

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They all began to hit & kick MiMic everywhere, from all angles. 

"1...2...3...4...5...6...7...8...9...10...11...12...13...14...15...16. Make him stand!...17...18...19...20.." I stopped but the beating didn't stop, they need me to say 21. I watched as blood spilled out of his nose, mouth, eye, face & he groaned & cuddled up into a ball as they kick him. "21."

They stopped beating him & walked away surrounding him in another circle. I walked towards him & kneeled down next to him on the dirt filled ground. He was badly messed up. His face looked like it just went though a blender or as if he was a drawing drawn by Picasso.im

"Your a disgrace to us. Your dead to us now. But that doesn't matter because you'll always belong to us. This beating will just be a reminder in your nightmares. To make sure you remember for the rest of your life... Well just wait & see.", I whispered into his ear.

"Give me the iron.", I demanded.

Ryan walked up to us & handed me the iron. I put the iron into the fire until it turned glowing red. The iron is the kind you brand animals with, well instead I'll be marking MiMic with our gang name.

"Hold him down on his stomach.", I told them.

They turned him onto his stomach & ripped his shirt so that his back was exposed for me to brand. 

I pressed the red flaming iron onto his back. His pierced loud screams filled my eyes making chills go up my body, as his body shook. I removed the iron & read the red blazing letters that were now marked onto his back forever. Spiritus Album, would be scarred on his back forever, we were never to be forgotten because he belonged forever to us.

"Put him in the car."

We drove with him groaned in the back seats. I drove to his house & demanded Ryan to push him out. Ryan pushed him out into his front yard ground & I drove away in speed.