Chapter 23

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Maggie POV

I can't believe Matt is dead, killed by my fathers and Jacobs men. I thought I could trust Jacob. I thought he was going to save me, get me out this hell. Little did I know he would make it worse. I don't even want to see my father anymore because of this as it was some of his responsibility but at the same time he is also my father who I haven't seen in years. Then i remembered the bastard is the one who got me in this mess. He killed Matt whether it was intentional or not. Starting all of this has lead to this very moment while I lay here crying not knowing how to feel towards who.

Joey told me to go upstairs a few minutes ago. Im in a corner, holding my legs to my chest while hot tears run down my cheeks thinking about everything. I've heard a few gunshots every now and then. I don't know whether to be supporting Jacob or Joey though. I mean Jacob was supposed to get me out here initially, but Joey seems to be getting nicer and seems supportive of this Matt situation. I guess Matt and Joey could've gotten close.

Since Matt told me the other night about how he ended up in this gang helped me figure out some stuff. I now know he was probably coming here at late hours if the night. I now know why his knuckles always seemed to be bloody, was it always his blood? Everyday i told him he needs to stop getting into trouble while I put ice on his hand. I miss so much and it's probably been only thirty minutes.

There was one last gunshot before I heard someone running up the stairs. Scared to see who, I hide my face behind my arms feeling my tears drip onto my legs.

All of a sudden I was being hugged. I sat frozen until he spoke

"Maggie, it's fine. They should be gone fpe awhile now. You're okay" Joey said comfortingly.

I hugged him back. I don't know what else to do in all honesty. Joey kept repeating "you're okay"

I felt a hot tear fall on my back and a little sniff from Joey. Was he crying?

"Mr. Birlem, are you okay?" I asked looking him in the eye. He really wasn't okay. I could tell by the tear stains on his red cheeks from his puffy eyes.

"Stop with this 'Mr. Birlem' stuff call me Joey" He said with a slight smile

"Are you sure Mr Bi-" He cut me off

"Joey, and yes. Please"

I gave him a small smile in response back

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