My Possessive Bad Boy

13.

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Nicole's POV.

We took a few shots.. alright maybe a lot of shots when we got to Derek's house. And for some reason I want to fight, so I'm going to start one. Well at least have Max set one up for me.. I was in a fighting mood I need to let of some steam and what better way to do that then sending someone to the hospital!

So I called Max, "Hey boo!" He sighed, "Are you drunk Nicole?" I nodded but then realized he couldn't see me. "Obviously not enough if I called you." I chuckled. "11:30, don't be late." He said, "Aww Max but you know I like to make an entrance!" He laughed. "Yeah yeah.. I'll see you there." And with that he hung up.

I started jumping up and down. "What are you all jumpy about?" Derek laughs and wraps his arms around my waist. "Your girls got a fight!" I was a happy drunk a lot more crazy then when I am sober, but my mood could change very quickly. "No you don't." I stoped what I was doing and turned.

"What do you mean..no..I'm going." I was not backing out of this fight. "I said no." I untangled myself from him, "I can handle myself Derek. If that's what you're worried about." He was thinking. He knows I won't back out.. I don't back out of fights.

"You're going up against men, and I'm felling some type of way about it." He started pacing. I gripped his arm which caused him to stop and look at me. "I'm going with or with out you. But Im going to be late if you don't make a decision now."

"Fine. I'll go."

I nodded. And changed into a sports bra and my black sweatshirt. With black leggings and  black Nikes, "DEREK LETS GO YOU KNOW I LIKE TO MAKE AN ENTRANCE!" I yelled up the stairs. My phone started buzzing in my pocket, I take it out and it's Alex. Shit I totally forgot to call him!

"ALEEEXX!" I'm screwed.

"WHAT THEN HELL NICOLE!" I pulled the phone away from my ear.

"I'm sorry I forgot!"

"I have been worried sick! Mom call she kicked you out?! What did you do?! You know what, where are you I'm coming I get you." I sighed.

"Alex I'm fine I'm with Derek. And I have a fight tonight, and don't bother getting me I'm staying the night at Derek's." I assure him.

I hear him sigh, "Alright, be safe and kick ass! Oh, and I need you to do a deal for me. You're more intimidating." I chuckled I am intimidating, I agreed that we will talk about it later and hung up the phone. I didn't want Derek to hear and start a fight with Alex over me going out on the field.

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"That was awesome Red." The only people who know my actual name is the bar tender and trainer, Max, and Derek. Everyone else knows me by the name Red, the color doesn't stand for anything it's just my favorite color.

"Yeah the way she folded herself through the ropes and kicked the guy in the face was awesome!" The one kid said. He seemed a little too young to be here but who am I to judge.

"Red. You're needed in the meeting room.." this one guy said. I didn't know who he was.. but his hand is wrapped. And I'm not really worried about getting jumped. I walk into a room when the guy walks in with me and the door shuts and locks. I put my guard up, where the hell is Derek!

Then at least 30 guys fill the room. Okay I've been jumped before but not but this many. I can't take them all! "It's okay, we're not going to try anything if you don't." I scoffed. "There wouldn't be all these men here if you weren't going to try anything."

"Why don't you sit." He pointed to a seat in front of him. "I'll stand." His fist clench, "I need to ask you a favor.." I smirk and cock my head to the side, "Really? What type of deal are we talking about here." Oh I know this man by the way.. I think. I believe his name is Ace or something like that, he's not much older he's about 21..22?

"I'm going away for a couple of days and I'm only taking half of my gang with me. But.. I need someone to watch the other half to stop them from uprising against me. It's not that I don't trust them, I just don't want them getting any ideas."

"I don't know, Ace.. you know I don't like getting involved with gang stuff." Ace knew about my father, actually he's the one who helped me and made sure I got home safely. So I do owe him, and I did ruin his shirt. "Don't worry I'm leaving Sam behind he'll help you." Sam comes out of the shadows.. aka the corner of the room. And all I have to say about him is..

Damn...I want a slice of that cake!

"So what do you say?" I snapped out of my eye rape season and got serious.. "What do I get out of this?" Am I actually considering this? I mean how hard can it be?

"Anything you want.." I stopped and glared at him. " Why me? Why'd you pick me?" Seriously he has 100 other gang members why can't they do it? "Because non of hem are as skilled and intimidating as you are. Now don't you worry about telling Alex he's the one who actually told me to contact you."

This is true half of them look like cuddly teddies. But then there's some like Sam who just look.. wait where's Derek? "And..if you don't want to do it then I guess you're just killing him." Him? "Who?" He started to laugh, it was supposed to scare me but it only made me angry. "Derek, who else! That's why we're going away." I furrowed my eye brows in confusion.

"What do you mean?" I seriously had no clue. "He wanted you to be safe, you have a target on our back Red." Derek wants me to be safe but from who? "I can take care of myself, thank you very much." I was pissed, does this guy know who I am? "I'm afraid not against who we're up against my dear." I'm going to be honest Ace I would take into the next room..but that would be awkward at meetings.. what? Alex makes me go.

"Who could possibly want to hurt me? I don't have any problems with no body." Ace shook his head. "It's not you he wants to hurt. It's Derek." I was still confused on who...and it was getting me angry. I slammed my hands down on the table and all the guys in the room moved forward but Ace put his hand up stopping them. "Don't. She'll kill you." I looked at Ace,"Who is he? You keep saying he but who! Who is it! Tell me now Ace or god help you!" I wasn't afraid to kill.. I was afraid of being killed though.

"His father."