Love and War ( Lauren/You )

| 9 | Badass Scar

Y/N sat in the hotel room with a rag held to her throat, as blood continued to slowly drip from the outside of it. She figured she'd be fine, but it would most definitely leave a gnarly scar.

Alycia and Dua were also in the room, and they were all talking about why Dua saved them.

"That cartel killed my father," Dua spoke bitterly. "They took him away from me, and I've spent two years on my own, attempting to take them down."

"Two years?" Alycia asked. "I thought they were new."

"Newly big," Dua said. "They've been small for awhile, and are just now beginning to grow."

"You know," Y/N spoke for the first time since they'd gotten back to the hotel room. "You should come back to the states with us."

"Yeah," Alycia said. "We're trying to take them down, too."

Dua sat there for a moment before speaking. "Why are you guys trying to?"

Y/N suddenly felt like an idiot for suggesting it. She had forgotten she was only here because of her father. "We..we work for another cartel...you know, forget I suggested anything."

"No, wait," Dua said while standing up and walking towards Y/N. "Your cartel is trying to take down this one?"

"Yep," Y/N answered.

"Well then I'm in," she answered. "I have my passport and everything."

"Listen," Y/N started. "The leader is crazy, you really don't want to do this."

"The leader of this cartel killed my father, I'll do anything to see that man dead."

Alycia suddenly cut in. "Okay, you can come back with us." Y/N looked at Alycia wide eyes and she just shrugged. "How old are you?"

"I'm nineteen," Dua answered.

"Boss is either going to hate this or love this..." Y/N mumbled quietly. "But fine, we leave in three days. If you really want to go meet us back in this hotel room in two."

Dua walked towards the door while nodding. "I will be back," and with that she was out the door.

"Are we really bringing back another new member?" Y/N asked to no one in particular. That didn't stop Alycia from answering.

"I believe so, Y/N."

"Guys..." Lucy said as Chris, Camila and herself drove down the road towards Y/N's apartment. "Correct me if I'm wrong, but isn't that Lauren's car behind us?"

Chris glanced into the rearview mirror and silently cursed. "Shit, it is her."

"Do you think she's following us?" Camila asked from the driver's seat.

"Make a few random turns, that'll answer." Lucy said.

Camila did what Lucy suggested, and sure enough Lauren followed each and every turn the car made.

"We're gonna have to lose her," Chris said.

"Or we could just go to Publix, buy some sushi, and pretend that was all we were doing?" Camila suggested while pulling into the parking lot of the grocery store.

Once she'd parked she noticed that Lauren hadn't followed them into the parking lot, causing her to internally cheer.

"Sweet, now let's get sushi and some ice for you guys," Lucy said while eyeing the two Cuban's bruises. Chris' face was slightly bruised, and Camila's fist was a harsh shade of purple.

Camila did the same, cringing as she looked at her own fist. "Good idea, this thing hurts like a bitch."

"Dude, it was fucking crazy when you punched Brad like that!" Lucy exclaimed causing Camila to smile.

"Yeah, it was nothing," she said.

"It was amazing!" Lucy replied, causing Camila to blush slightly before clearing her throat and looking away.

"Alright, let's head in," Chris said addressing the two other girls. "And we have to be more careful about people following us."

"Agreed," Camila and Lucy said at the same time.

Three days later

"Do you think she's coming?" Alycia asked while walking out of the hotel bathroom, a towel wrapped around her body.

Y/N shrugged while staring at her phone, where she was playing a game. "Beats me, she sounded pretty ser-Jesus, Alycia, warn a lesbian!" Y/N cut herself off when she turned to see Alycia standing there with the towel wrapped around her body.

Alycia just rolled her eyes and turned to get clothes from her suitcase. "You have a fake girlfriend, Y/N. Don't be such a dog," she said jokingly.

Y/N smirked while standing up and walking towards the other girl. "I won't tell if you won't..." she said while placing a hand on Alycia's waist.

"Fuck off!" Alycia said while laughing, and Y/N joined in on the laughing, removing her hand from the girl's waist.

As Y/N was walking back towards the bed there was a knock on their door, causing both girls to look at it alarmingly.

Alycia quickly walked back into the bathroom to put her clothes on, and Y/N made her way to the door. She looked in the peephole, and sighed in relief once she noticed it was Dua, who had a suitcase beside her and a backpack on.

"You're actually going?" Y/N questioned while opening the door.

Dua just shrugged while walking into the hotel room. "I said I was going to."

Y/N just nodded. "Okay, well we're going to the airport in three hours. I'll book you a ticket."

"Thank you," Dua said while sitting down in the chair by the hotel's desk. "Your throat looks like it's healing nicely."

"Yeah, it doesn't really hurt anymore, but it's so big and noticeable."

"Just makes you look like a badass," Alycia said while walking into the bedroom, now fully dressed. "Hey, Dua. Glad you could make it."

"Hey, Alycia, and yeah you look like a major badass with an awesome story." Dua agreed.

"Trust me, she already had about a million awesome stories before this," Alycia said.

Dua looked at Y/N questioningly before speaking. "What kind of stories?"

"The type people see in action movies and stuff," Alycia replied.

"Can I hear one?"

Y/N shrugged. "Sure, we have time to kill. Let's start with a recent one. So what happened in my friend and fellow Cobra, Chris, and I were on this cargo ship..."