"Aw well isn't that just charming," Ross scoffed. I felt immense weight land on my feet and I jerked up instinctively falling from the bed.
During the night Rocky woke me up every couple of hours on the doctor's orders to make sure I had no permanent brain damage. I invited him to sleep beside me because he was sleeping on an arm chair.
"Ross you twat!" Rocky yelled.
"I didn't mean to, she's light as a feather," Ross interjected, I pulled myself up and sat back on the bed, Ross eyed both me and Rocky.
"Did you guys," he began making gestures.
"No," I replied angrily. Rocky shook his head as Ross made himself comfortable, scrolling through his phone. I scoffed and rolled over, pulling the pillow over my head.
"Breakfast!" Riker yelled from the kitchen, thank god. I stood up and walked towards the door, tripping over the beside cabinet and landing face first on the floor.
"Wow, yeah that was intelligent," Ross scoffed. Rocky punched Ross in the arm.
"Hey!" Ross laughed.
"It's okay, it's just dizziness and stuff from your head injury," Rocky explained, I was careful on the way down the stairs.
"Girl I love my pyjamas on you!" Rydel yelled. I was wearing boxer shorts and a blue tank top with a cloud on it, very childish.
"So do I, Rydel, so do I," Ross chuckled, checking out my ass on his way to the table.
"Ross, man, not cool," Ratliff laughed.
"Whatever," Ross shrugged, I rolled my eyes, a habit I have gotten into since I met Ross Lynch. The tension at the table was tight and I couldn't put my finger on why.
"Riker," I spoke up boldly. "What did you mean when you asked the doctor if she knew who you were?" The clinking of utensils and light conversation muted.
"Doesn't matter," Riker clipped, not making eye contact with me.
"I'm supposed to trust you guys," I scoffed. "You guys took me from an alley, took me to your house, and then that shit yesterday?"
"So excuse me for being a little worried here," I chuckled nervously. Riker slammed his hands down on the table.
"We saved your fucking life and this is how you speak to us?" He yells in a blind rage. "Do you have any idea the heat we took when we took you in?" I stared in disbelief, I had no idea what was going on.
"Your dad," Riker began, his voice wavering, he cleared his throat, sitting down slowly. "Your dad, was in business with our dad, you probably won't remember but we've been around each other when we were very young. Anyway, our fathers were the biggest kingpins there was, nobody fucked with them. Until, your dad fucked our dad over, he narked him out and got daddy a nice life sentence for numerous different charges."
My jaw was hanging in surprise, I remember my dad's partner vaguely, but I never knew my dad would nark.
"Anyway, some competion on the inside slits our dear daddy's throat, sending a message to your father, although we'll never know what the fucking message is because the bastard let him bleed out in the showers." Riker barked.
"What do I have to do with any of this?" I whimpered, were they going to kill me? Get back at my dad for killing their dad?
"I was a few years older than you but I vaguely remember your dad hitting you, my dad was always worried about it. He always spoke about how one day you were gonna get out of there and do great things, he wanted me to watch over you as much as I could." Riker admitted.
"All of you?" I chocked, making eye contact with Rocky.
"No, just me. It wasn't constant supervision but every few years I'd be at the clubhouse, in the shadows, making sure everything was fine, then I saw what happened that night, not all of it, just when you were laying there, and I felt like I had to do this one thing for my dad." Riker spoke quietly and slowly.
I jolted from my chair, unsure of how to process this information. I took the stairs two at a time, I slammed the door on their protests.
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~Authors Note~
Last update of the day, enjoy <33
~R
Latest updates: January 7 2018. This is my first big change to the plotline because reading back on it, it was kind of weird how this randomly took her in with no context. So ta daaa new plot line.
