Rules Were Made to be Broken {Watty Awards 2012 Finalist}

Chapter Eleven

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                      CHAPTER ELEVEN

                            “You can’t be serious,” I complained loudly, cringing at the outfit he was holding out to me.

                            “I am not wearing that,”

It was the most revealing outfit I had seen, I would probably look like some sort of stripper.

                            “Eva, if you want to make it past the front doors of this place, you’d better wear it. It isn’t even that bad,”

                            “I don’t see you in a stripper’s outfit!” I scoffed, snatching up the clothes and marching into the other room to get changed.

The outfit actually wasn’t that bad compared to what other girls would be wearing there. The skirt was short and tight, matched with knee high black studded boots, a cropped and low cut top, and lavish jewellery. Fishnet tights, gloves, and heavy makeup completed the look.

Finn wolf-whistled when I stepped through the door.

                            “Shut up,” I punched him angrily, making my way to the door.

He, of course, was dressed in an elegant black suit. He looked like he was headed for a tea party, not a gang’s headquarters.

He followed my round the house to the back yard, where a mini-jeep was parked.

                            “I’m driving,” I said, hopping into the driver’s seat and smugly holding out my hand for the keys.

                            “No way. I don’t have a death wish sorry,” He smirked.

                            “Plus, you don’t know the way, either,” He added.

I suppose he was right. I had no idea where we were going. Apparently it wasn’t in the city, which was good because we’d have zero chance of getting in there without help.

I sighed and hopped over to the passenger seat.

As he swerved dangerously out of the driveway I said,

                            “Are you sure you didn’t have a death wish? With this kind of dangerous driving it’s coming pretty close,”

He smirked. Suddenly we were hurtling down the road at breakneck speed. I screamed in shock as I was thrown back, unprepared into my seat, jolting my head.

                            “Ouch!”

He glanced over with mock concern.

                            “Oh, sorry,”

Angrily I rubbed my head.

                            “I’ll have a bruise!” I moaned.

                            “You’ll be even uglier than you already are,” He teased.

                            “I have a gun,” I threatened.

                            “Oh, fine,”

He slowed down the speed a bit, and I settled back into my seat for the rest of the drive.

                            “This is the Dragon’s headquarters?” I asked in surprise as I looked around the quaint scene.

He grimaced.

                            “Unfortunately, yes. We’ve arrived,”

He parked outside a small grocery store and began walking to the corner of the street, with me following.

As soon as we turned the corner I realised why this was a gang headquarters.

The whole alleyway was covered in graffiti, smashed alcohol bottles littered the ground, gang members lounging against the walls smoking.                       

                            “Hey sweetheart! Maybe you want to ditch that boyfriend of yours and hang with us?” Called a few guys.

                            “Leave her alone,” Finn said.

                            “Ooh, special one, eh boy? Don’t feel like sharing?” one guy leered.

                            “If you touch her-“ Finn threatened.

                            “You’ll what? Shoot me? Get off it, boy,” He scoffed, turning back to his mates.

Finn glared at him as we walked past them, through the heavily graffitied door and into the club.

Music was blaring, and the thick smoke blanketed the room making it hard to see as it choked up my lungs.

                            “I’m looking for the Dragon,” Finn said to a passing man.

The man laughed drunkenly slopping beer on his filthy shirt.

                            “The Dragon? Ah, he’s over there. But he won’t talk to you lot, mate,”

                            “I think he will,” Finn replied, moving towards a gaggle of scantily clad girls who were surrounding the mysterious Dragon.

                            “Move,” Finn ordered and almost immediately they dispersed to reveal a man in his early forties sitting on the chair sipping beer.

                            “Finn. Good to see you,” He slurred, slamming down his bottle and reaching for his cigarette.

                            “Hello, uncle,”

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