Hate That I Love You

Chapter Six.

All of us dressed in black, we walk over to a table set up with everything we need. Walking over to the mirror, I laugh at myself, a balaclava over my face "Oh, how I've missed these days" I say "Bet you've missed this too" Mark points out, walking over to me as he hands me my old gun, a slightly bigger but a lot more powerful than the gun I carry round in my bag. Smiling as I take it from him "Damn right I have" loading it up and tucking it into the strap that's hooked round my waist. All of us ready we stand in a circle, to go over the plan one last time.

"Jason and I are taking the truck, that's what we'll be loading the gear in to. Ali, you and Nathan will take the Mazda. Pia, You and Dom will take the Nissan" Mark tells us, as he throws the keys to me "I'm driving?" I ask, adrenaline rushing through me as I realise I haven't drove this car since the last job I was involved in "It's your car remember" Dom reminds me "Ready?" Jason asks "Ready" We all say in unison "Let's do this" I say, all of us heading over to our cars.

Following close behind the two cars in front, the car fills with silence, nothing but concentration on tonight as we drive to the warehouse. Knowing we're nearly there, I speed up tailing the end of Ali and Nathan's car "Don't do it" Dom tells me. Not saying anything, I speed up more, passing both the cars so I'm now leading "Jason's gonna be pissed" Dom tells me "Like a give a crap" I tell him, turning into the driveway of the warehouse, the other cars parking beside me.

"Ready?" I ask, Dom nodding in reply. Looking beside me, Jason nods too. Pulling the balaclava over my face as I click my gun-Ready.

Stepping out of the car, I slam the door shut, shooting up towards a camera I noticed earlier, hidden in the trees. Watching as Ali and Dom deal with the two guys, they soon fall to the floor as Jason and Mark walking around the warehouse they come back and notify us that it's all clear. Walking over to the doors, I begin to work out the system they have, soon after, I crack the code, feeling a great achievement as I hear the guys clap hands behind me, as the doors open we venture in. Six million dollars' worth of cocaine in front of us "Let's do this" I say as we walk in, standing in a line and pass the bundles of wrapped cocaine to each other, Mark being the last guy, placing it in the truck whilst also on lookout.

"That's it" I tell them, handing the last package to them "Let's get out of here" Jason says as we all walk through the warehouse outside to Mark "Guys hold up, we got company" he tells us, shutting the trucks doors, all of us stepping short as we're just about to leave the warehouse. Seeing five cars pull up in front of us, blocking our way out, an echo of guns clicking as we get ready. Pointing mine forward my eyes widen as I recognise the first car. Stepping forward I lower my gun "Pia what the fuck are you doing?" I hear Jason shout behind me "I got this!" I shout back, looking over my shoulder at him, and back forward again "What the fuck are you doing here?" I spit angrily "You're not the only one with a job to do tonight" Justin tells me "This is ours tonight, get outta here" I tell him, I'm not talking to the boy I'm dating anymore, I'm talking to an enemy. Looking at the cars behind him, he nods, signalling them to get out. Seeing Derek's smug face as he steps out of his car, I could of shot him right there "McCann! I think you've got something that belongs to us!" Justin shouts over my shoulder. Feeling the presence of the guys close behind me "How long you going to keep this up Bieber, this is business. Not childish games" Jason tells him. Justin looks up at me "You need to leave" he tells me. Raising my eyebrow at his cockiness. I turn around and look at Jason, to the truck, and back at him, nodding in reply he knows what he's got to do. Walking closer to Justin, I get close to his face "And if I don't?" I ask "Hopefully it won't get to that, because you're gonna leave right?" he asks, again so smugly, like he thinks he's in control of this situation "Right..." Turning around I see Jason and Mark in the truck, Nathan, Ali and Dom in the Mazda. On my nod they start the engines, turning back around I point my gun at Justin "You wouldn't" he laughs "Oh wouldn't I?" I ask, moving my hand as I point the gun to Derek "Sorry asshole" I tell him, a smirk on my face as I pull the trigger, shooting him right in the arm. All attention on him, I hear the engines rev behind me as they drive through the tight gap Justin's gang was stupid enough to leave. Tucking my gun back in its strap I walk back over to my car.