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Chapter 9: What Could Go Wrong?

SOOOO, I've started adding media to this story as well as Meeting You. My best friend told me my books would be more interesting with visuals, and I decided to try it out. I feel like the song up there fits the whole theme of this chapter. People are on an island, parties and strippers and shit. In my mind it just works. Listen to it if you want to!

ETHAN

"Where did you find him?"

"Outside in the alley out back. He was just sniffling about some random bullshit so we took him inside."

"Ok..? So what did you find out?"

"His name is Oscar Ramirez. He claims to have intel on the Silver Fangs."

"Keep him."

I walked down the hall to my room and shut the door. Flopping onto my bed I let out a big sigh. God I needed relief.

Its been two days since Sage went to go visit family out in the middle of nowhere, and I hate to admit that I miss her. I miss her a god damn lot.

Picking up my phone, I saw a missed message from Kane.

Kane: We've got a new place to go. Start packing your bags and say Aloha bitch.

Rolling my eyes I texted him back.

Me: Tf you mean Aloha?

Kane: We're going to Hawaii. Honolulu to be exact.

Me: Why would we do that?

Kane: Because thats where the Fangs keep their largest weapons wearhouse.

That got my attention. If we could find where those bastards kept their main supply, we could wipe them out and take over everything. I wouldnt even have to fight a single person. Well, not anyone important.

Me: Alright, when do we depart?

Kane: In three hours. Get ready, because we have StripCon too.

What the fuck is StripCon? Just hearing the name just makes me not want to go. All I want is Sage. Her perfectly curly hair tied in a nice bun, heels making her legs go on for miles. I could feel a new tightness in my pants and a burning in my ears just from imagining her. God, I think this crush is out of hand.

Me: I'm not going to that shit show.

Kane: You've got no choice. It's Ralph's birthday and he gets to choose what we do.

I groaned and got up, starting to get all my clothes together. If only Sage could strip.

***

"Dammit Travis, you cant fuck everything that has legs!"

"I'll fuck what I want Ralph. Don't be mad because you're old and grey" Trav snickered, nudging him with his suitcase.

"Oh, can it. We're only here for a simple job and to celebrate Ralph's oldness and grayness." I smirked, "After that we can go back home."

"The only reason that he wants to go back home is because he finally got on fucking terms with that Pop Tart of his. Thyme is it?"

"Oh yeah. She's one thing with legs I wouldn't mind fucking." Travis grinned and an unexplainable anger took over me.

"Talk about her like that again and I'll feed you to my mountain lions. Her name is Sage." I said with a cold edge.

"WOAH! This nigga feisty as hell for no reason." Ralph chuckled.

"Got a new girl, don't know how to act." said Kane, hopping into the group teasing.

"Oh shut up. You're just mad because the girls can smell your HIV from a mile away." Nathaniel piped up from the back of the group after being silent for the whole walk to the door.

"Har de har har. I'm laughing so fucking hard." Kane rolled his eyes.

"Whatever. Let's just get to to the hotel so we can strategize how we're going to blow this warehouse off the face of the planet." Travis whooped.

A murmur of agreement swept through the group as we stepped into the car.

"Afterwards we can go to StripCon and get lit as fuck!"

I rolled my eyes and loaded the truck. This trip was gonna be a long one.

***

After we blew up the warehouse we decided to get a bite to eat. Even though I was sitting in the booth with my friends I still felt lonely, an I knew exactly why.

It's all because of her.

Even though I agreed to no strings attached, I got attached, and I don't think I'm letting go anytime soon.

Those long conversations we had after fucking her brains out meant something. That's how I know that she hates the smell of sharpies and her favorite animal is a flamingo. I remember everything about her. Her smell is intoxicating. Her body was built for me. Her smile makes my insides mushy and happy and I just want to keep her forever.

Maybe this crush is way worse than I thought.

"So when are we heading to this convention?"

"Whenever everyone is ready. Whose ready to go?" Ralph looked around, eager to get the three days we devoted to his birthday started.

One by one, the hands around our table all raised until I was the only one left. Everyone looked at me intently and waited for me to raise my hand too.

"Come on, don't be a party pooper because you're tied down. Just stay with Nathaniel or something." Travis pleaded.

"I told you that I didn't want to go, ok? Can't you just respect that?"

"But they brought Candii Swirl out of retirement! You cant miss that, man. Come on. Just stay for her performance, then you can go."

"Will it get you to stop bugging me?"

"Yeah, sure, whatever you want."

"Fine lets get this over with."

Walking out of that restaurant made my stomach uneasy. I felt bad that I was going to watch naked girls when the one girl that I wanted naked was off in Wisconsin being innocent and visiting family.

"Cheer up, Ethan," Nathaniel tried to comfort me, "What could possibly go wrong?"