The Gangleader Helped Me Become Sober (BxB)

Part 13

"Why don't you spend the night at my house?" Daniel asks out of the blue after we had woken up.

"Um, okay. Will your gang like kill me in my sleep?" I ask only half joking.

"Of course not. I kind of touched everyone up on the subject and they're really excited to meet you! I think it will be good for everyone if you get more acquaintance with the people I spend a lot of my time with," he said convincingly.

"Yeah, Okay. How about Friday after school. I have to finish the week before they call my mom asking why I haven't been going. Speaking of she's supposed to be getting here soon, she texted me last night saying she was going to be here early today, just after we leave for school. You should go in, too," Daniel shakes his head.

"I can't. I have work to do. I've been slacking lately. I'll probably take the rest of the week off," he says.

I feel bad, knowing that I was what had been keeping him from his work and now school. I sighed and got up to get ready for school.

Daniel dropped Damon and me off at the school before driving off back to his place. It occurred to me when I walked into the building that I hadn't done any of the work Damon brought me. On top of that, I hadn't talked to any of my friends, not after the confrontation with Ashley.

I feel my nerves twist once again in my stomach. I could feel bile make its way of my throat. I swallowed hard, forcing it back down. Thoughts of how hydrocodone could make that feeling go away invaded my mind, making me feel uncomfortable in a needy way.

I walk to the English door, where I knew my friends would be waiting like we have done every day for the past year and a half. They were all standing there talking amongst themselves like I had expected.

When I approach them, all of their head snap towards me and they instantly start asking about where I had been and filling me in on what I had missed. Except for Ashley, she stays silent.

"Yeah, I was sick. Knocked me on my ass, really. I'm just getting over it now," I make eye contact with Ashley. She nods slowly, understanding that I was clean.

I wonder if it was the sweat that trickles down my neck or the way my hands still shook that gave it away. Maybe it was a look in my eyes begging for her to give me something, anything. I wondered if that look would ever go away, if it would age and dissolve throughout the weeks and months, or if it would follow me for the rest of my life.

The remainder of the week crawls by slowly. It became clear that Ashley hadn't told Cameron, James, or Emily about what had happened. It was also clear that she was still mad at me, only talking to me when she was required to. I wanted to do something to make it up to her, I just wasn't sure how yet.

Daniel and I talked on the phone, but we kept busy with our own make up work, his with Requiem and mine with school. I was excited to see him again. I had Damon help me convince mom to let me stay at Daniel's. She wasn't keen on me staying at his house since she found out he was the one I had started dating, but Damon backed me up.

Soon, I was standing in front of the huge house that started this all. When I step inside it's even more beautiful than how I remembered it, and many of his friends are happily greeting me and welcoming me into their brotherhood. It actually made me really happy. How often do you hear that a gang makes someone happy and proud of their boyfriend? I'm sure there are gruesome parts that I won't like, but for right now, it's kind of awesome.

"Hi! I'm Nina! I'm so happy I got to meet you! The Requiem brotherhood is unlike most gangs and we care for our own, I'm glad you are giving us a chance," a small brunette says.