Twisted • e.d •

Wide Eyes...

It has been three days since the incident with Smokey and Ethan. I hadn't said shit to Ethan, and I've been really depressed.
I am at the moment sitting in bed, with my makeup all over my face, my hair oily from not washing it in three days... and watching once upon a time. I had eaten about four tubs of ice cream. I sat there watching episode after episode. Shutting myself out from the world. I hadn't even checked my phone in that time. I know I should be training but I'm still trying to get over what went down with Ethan.

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I had decided to finally go out because I sadly can't live off of chocolate and ice cream every day.

I grab a pair of black leggings and a red hoodie that is cut in half to make a crop top. I put a gun underneath my top just in case. Also with two throwing knives.
I walk to my bathroom and do my makeup, keeping it light but cute. With a natural look. I put my hair in a high bun to hold it all together.
I throw on my favorite black J's then grabbing my motorcycle keys and helmet. I then walk out the door.

Sticking my key in and hearing the engine roar I smile. I put on my helmet and start riding. I don't know what I'm going to do, but I think a beer sounds good right now.

Going down the alleyways to get to the hidden bar. I roll up and do my usual; walk in, get a couple stares, order, and drink till I can't remember. Ya I know I'm supposed to eat something but fuck that... I'm in my feels.

Right as I order my first beer of the morning I feel a hand on my back and a heavy breath go against my neck. As someone says,
"Damn Mami why haven't I seen you here before?"
I cock back pushing him off. He sits next to me, as I look at his face and then turn away to take drink my beer.
He smirks at me as I can feel his terrible intentions radiating off of him immensely.
He puts his hand on my leg and I push it off. He was pissing me off more and more.
He puts it back on my tight but closer to my you know what.
I wanted to rip out my gun and shoot him right then and there but I needed to keep my composure. I then push his hand off and turn to him saying with a kind tone,
"Do you know who the fuck I am?" I smile at him nicely as he is slightly taken back.
"I wish I did." He says winking at me as I internally gag.
"Wow... that's a surprise. I would've guessed you would of known someone as important as me." I say standing up.
Everyone was staring at him, knowing how much he fucked up.
"You probably aren't anything important, your just a chick, what are you; a gangs stripper?"
I hear a couple people laugh as I was getting closer and closer to stabbing him.
"I mean no woman can control a gang anyways... all you ever do is bitch and complain. Like god it's so fucking annoying." He says slowly standing up and putting himself against me.
I look up to him and say, "oh really... a woman can't control a fucking gang? Ever heard of Blood and Guts?" I stare up at him with my eyes full of anger. He was around 6'2" and I'm 5'9" so I have to look up a bit.
He laughs and says, "ya, who the he'll doesn't know about Blood and Guts?"
I then say abruptly, "do you know who the leader is?"
"Ya, some guy named Reaper... no one has actually met him tho. Well all the people who have were killed brutally."
"Hmm maybe you will share the same fate as them. Because your talking to that so called guy, but I am correcting you here. I'm a fucking girl. And I run Blood and Guts."
He backs off and burst into laughter. I stand there angered.
"Y-your th-the fucking leader o-of blood and guts!! That's a good joke!!"
Others begin to stand up knowing what I was about to do. I grab my helmet and say, "what's Reapers renowned motorcycle bike helmet look like?" I ask.
"It's a helmet with a bandana on it. Everyone knows that. With Blood and Guts on the back. No one else has a helmet like his."
I chuck my helmet at him and he catches it. I then say, "get a good look dumbass." 
I see him inspecting the helmet and I slowly pull out my throwing knives to put on a little show.
"You know what else Reaper is knows for? How well she can aim with her knives."
I then see him look up and I throw one. I aimed for his shoulder. As I felt everything go in slow motion I watch something intersect the knife. A wooden board.
"What the hell Reaper!" I hear a deep voice yell out.
I look over in confusion to see Ethan standing there. I look around and see everyone's guns held up ready to fight. Then I look back at the guy and see the smirk on his face.
"Wow Ethan, you know her?"
"Yes I do... she my gang leader."
The guy is taken back on how easily Ethan says that.
"Aren't you in Blood and Guts tho?"
Ethan nods and then pulls the knife out of the board. Tossing it to me.
"Now that we have confirmed that she is the leader of Blood and Guts we must get going now."
He takes the helmet from the guy and grabs my arm.
"What the hell are you doing Ethan!" I say as he drags me out.
"Saving your ass!" He says
"I was about to kick that little assholes ass!"
"That little asshole was going to make a contract with Blood and Guts to help us with more recruitment!" He says as we get to our bikes.
"Who says we need help with recruitment! I have a stable way of making sure I get the best of the best in my gang!" I yell out.
"REAPER WERE GOING TO FUCKING WAR DONT YOU SEE THAT! IF YOU WERENT FUCKING AROUND SO GOD DAMN MUCH AND LOOKED AROUND YOU WOULD SEE THAT GANGS ARE AFTER US LEFT AND RIGHT AND WE NEED MORE THAN SOME SHITTY ASS FIGHTERS!"
I look at him and my eyes grow wide.
"Shitty ass fighters? Is that how you see everyone in the gang? SHITTY ASS FIGHTERS! IF THERE SO SHITTY THEN WHY THE HELL DO YOU RELY ON THEM! WHY DO YOU ALLOW THEM TO MAKE SURE YOU DONT FUCKING DIE IN GOD DAMN BATTLE! YOU MAY BE TO BLIND TO SEE IT BECAUSE YOUR HEAD IS SO FAR UP YOUR ASS BUT PEOPLE IN THE GANG CARE ABOUT YOU!"
I was furious. I didn't want to see him any longer.
I yank my helmet from his hands and got on my bike and starts driving away.
I hear Ethan yell out for me and I hear his bike engine roar. I speed up and rush down the alley ways.
I get to the main road and try to get as far away as possible.