Orphan

Chapter 47

"So, Niall... Your girlfriend is pretty well known for being the only girl to ever last this long."
"Yeah, so?" Niall's blue eyes lifted to tenderly meet hers. His innocence as false as a chameleons camouflage. "My sources have told me, you two don't get along that well."
"Your sources are high," he chuckled with a soft smile, eyes glinting. "We love each other."
"Actually, our sources are closer than you think, they might even be someone you know, or think you know." Tina smiled sitting on the metal table. "Who might that be?" he asked with slightly furrowed brows, the angelic features masking a devilish mind. "Who do you think?" she chuckled as if it were the most obvious thing in the world." 
"It's that bitch isn't it?" Niall scoffed, innocence now gone. As if it had never been there in the first place. "Bitch? Monique?"

"Hm...Yes, I know she's not fond of me. So, it wouldn't surprise me." 
"Tell me a bit about why you dislike her so much?"
"She's another bimbo, just looking to stir shit. She should have minded her own business." he sighed. "Okay, so you have a bit of a problem with each other."  
"A bit?" he broke out in laughter before calming himself down, "We aren't close in any way shape or form, if that's what you're getting at."

"Well she doesn't mind spilling some dirty facts about you that could land you in prison for a very long time." Tina smiled devilishly as Niall's eye's widened at the words. "Oh, did she now?"
"Yeah. And Abigail seemed to be happy to do so too."
"You're bluffing." he scoffed rolling his eyes, "I wish I was, but I mean, it looks like you're the only one who's gonna be serving time behind bars." Tina answered playing with her nails, before dropping her hands to the table.

"Okay, what do you wanna know?"
"About the girls, what's happened there, both of them seem shook up, but for two completely different reasons. Abigail wants out, Monique wants in. How do you explain that?"

"Monique should be the damn last to speak, her relationship with Harry is a grenade waiting to go off, mine however, well what can I say. We love each other."
"A grenade?" she questioned turning her head at the term, "Why would you say that?"
"Because, she's just a human punching bag for him until she breaks and he needs a new one that he'll make us supply for him."
"Care to elaborate?"
"I'm sure you know enough about this business to know what I mean, let's just say she's not the first and she won't be the last. We've been through all of this before, it's the same landscape just different weather, why don't you check under her clothes and you'll see the proof. We hear it nearly every night. She wants it though, she torments him. Harry is sick, he's a broken man and she uses that against him to get what she wants. She wants control of the gang. So she can start her own shit." Niall sat back and crossed his arms over his chest.

"So her and Louis?"
"What about 'em?" Niall's eyebrows furrowed. "You don't know about it then?"
"Were they a thing?" He shot up and all and any attention he had was solely fixated on Tina now. "I guess you could say, things were done. But that's none of my business, you'd think you'd know what was going on in your own gang." 

"So you trust Abigail?" 
"Where's that coming from? Of course I do." he chuckled, "Why? Has she said anything?"
"I think that's all for now." Tina smiled as she stood to her feet and Niall groaned rolling his eyes, "You think you've got me pinned don't you?"

"Maybe, or maybe you're pinning yourself to the wall." she mumbled with a small shrug. "Liam, Zayn, Harry and Louis were all extremely co-operative. It's funny how easy it was for all of you to turn on each other so easily after a simple offer was placed on the table..."

"Offer?" Niall mumbled sitting forward, clasping his hand in the other. "What offer?" 
"You're interested, huh? Okay, I'll talk to some people and get you off early, there's a chance you all could be facing life in prison, that doesn't have to be the case though. I laid the offer on the table for the boys, they liked it, but they weren't entirely honest. Some of their stories didn't add up, so I'm counting on you now Niall... What's the truth?" 

"The truth? Your truth depends on who you are at this point."