Who thought this person standing infront of me would be the person I expected to see. Right now.
This is crazy.
Mr. Willows. What the hell is he doing in or standing in the premises of a gang and mostly the gang that wants Brett, unless he's a...
Noway. That can't be.
Mr. Willows
That's unbelievable, crazy, absurd, did I mentioned crazy?
"M-m-"I couldn't even get the words of his name to come!e out of my mouth.
"Mr Willows?"a voice said. I turn my head and noticed that Brett's mouth was hanging just like mine as a fish that's desperate for water.
"How?"I found my voice speak.
"Isn't it obvious?"his voice was low. Dangerously low like when he was angry in math class. And his face emotionless.
"How the fuck can all this be obvious?"Brett shouted.
Mr Willows head snapped towards Brett.
"Can't you idiotic kids figure out anything?"Mr Willows snapped.
"Jaime!"he shouted. That same guy that pushed me into the alley was the same guy that entered this room a few seconds now.
My eyes widened. How the hell did Mr Willows seems so calm?
I'm close to shitting my pants, well in this case shorts.
"Jaimie would you?"Mr Willows gestures to me, Brett and the two guys I saw before that were here before.
"Ladies, well one lady in this case and Gentlemens may I present to you Klive Willows. Our Gangleader"
No Shit Sherlock!
I may need a minute.
"It all makes sense now!- you always had a problem with me at school and Cassandra" Brett shouted once more. Mr Willows just raised his eyebrow at Brett's attitude.
"You sent that son of a bitch over there"Brett tried to point at that Jaimie guy and the Jaimie guy made a bow like at the theatres
"That would be me"Jaime smirked. I snorted unladylike.
"You sent him to hurt my mom. You beast, have you got no heart?"
"No, no I don't"Mr Willows confirmed.
"You sent Jaimie to hurt my sunshine"
OK. We might be in a life and death situation here, but I just gotta say. Awwwwwwwww.
"Awww, we're sorry for hurting your sunshine" Jaimie emphasizes 'sunshine' laughing along with the other men's in here.
I looked at Brett, if looks good kill probably they all would be twelve feet under ground right now at the murderous glare and not to mention the glint I saw that flashed through his eyes like he's ready to kill.
"We should have a celebration"one of the guys spoke out.
"Yeah. Your so right" Jaimie agreed
"We should bring the other guests in here too. They must be lonely"Mr Willows said.
Who the heck could they be talking about?
"Hmhm. I'll go get them boss"the same answered again. He left the room leaving us with Mr Willows, Jaimie and the tattooed all over bulky guy.
After a few minutes of looking around at the dirty walls in this place and the floor that looks like they've done a lot of nasty stuff on and trying to keep my feet of the ground the door pushed open.
My eyes almost bulged out of my sockets as I saw my friends but my main attention was on...Joey.
"Joey!"I screamed to get his attention but his eyes looked...closed?
"I'm sorry, call back later. He's taking a break" the guy with the neck tattoo said and dropped him in a heap.
Bitch!
Joey's body looks so lifeless,like he hasn't eaten in days. Although it's just two days. I guess.
A few other guys with bulky bodies and tattoos occupied the tattooed neck guy that are handling my friends. Is there only bulky guys in this gang.
I turn my attention back to my friends and I almost wanted to cry at how they looked. Terrible.
Tracey and Zoe looked horrible like they've been sleeping on the ground for at least their entire lives. It looks like a nest was made on their head, they have large bags under their eyes.
"So shall we start?"Mr Willows says as they push all my friends unto the ground like slaves.
"Hey!"Tracey protest as she stumbled on the ground. Daniel and Justin just stumbled on the ground without making protest.
******
We all sit there in the claustrophobic room which is really getting hot and stink since they all seem to be smoking nonstop and drinking. I cough for like the hundredth time since they started this nonesense.
I feel parched right now thinking about drinks.
"Want a drink?"one of the bulky asks. Hey I'll start to call them bulky guy now.
"No!"Brett answered for me as I was about to reply. The guy just shrugged.
*****
After many minutes or maybe even hours my eyes became droopy and my head fell, my eyes fluttered shut.
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Hey! So yes they finally met with the Gangleader. Mr Willows.
Read more in other chapter.
Ps. Pic above is Justin
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