Bad Blood

Chapter; flirty red head

Italics - present/thoughts
Normal - flashback/memory

***

Times like that I thought him and I had something special. But, we didn't. He played a game and I... as a sore loser, I'am going to make him pay. Make him fall onto his knees. No one breaks me down and gets away with it. Not anymore.

I stand in front of my crew members, next to a red head who glances toward me with his infamous smirk every few seconds. I smirk at him, enjoying the little spark we have. I continue to bandage my side as we make eye contact one more time.

I make my way to a leather couch in the corner of the room, I lay onto my side. Unfortunately, blood spills on the ground, their knife dug deeper than I anticipated. I bite down onto the bottom of my shirt between my teeth as a pair of familiar hands puts pressure onto the wound. "Thanks, Kane"

He shakes his head, dismissing me as he takes the bandana around his head and uses it to clean my knife wound. The three standing in front of Kane and I fall onto the tattered couch. The hectic day has come to an end. Finger cross it has. I'm not in the mood to kill someone again.

I sit up, with the clumsy help of Kane. I turn to the flirty red-head sitting horizontally from me and smirk a little. He looks stunned, but nevertheless smirks.

"Looks like a simple knife wound doesn't do much harm to the notorious Gracie" he jabs at me teasingly. The stray boys around us let out a soft laugh. His hands are clasped around a brown bag, which he brings up to his mouth. I'm assuming there's a bottle of alcohol in there.

"Shut it, Kai. You love it" I say, smirking through my lashes. It wasn't a lie that I found the red headed flirt attractive and just as loyal. He was good at what he did and that's what pulled me toward him. His passion and strong mentality which he helped me build for the past three years

"Course I do, princess" he licks his bottom lip, his eyes wondering to my side, clenching his jaw and tightens the grip around his coke can. He glances back up and stands.

"We still have a long night a head of us. Kane, Harley and Niklaus get your asses up and pack the bags and add ammo to the guns." He stalks to the door. Harley and Kane hot on his trail. I laugh softly at Kai's words. He spoke so casually yet looked so serious.

Niklaus sits in front of me. A grin etched across his flawless face - the type of grin which was teasing. Long strands of blonde comes in contact with his eyes which he swats away. "You need to chill with the eye fucking, Grace. Kai's getting hot and bothered... much like you too. Don't want a pool of you know before the night ends" he winks at me as he points down to my lower region.

I snort out loud and stop myself from doubling over. "Suck a dick!" I push at his knee and get up with mild difficulty.

"Sure, when's Kai free?"

***

We run, while breathing heavily. Our backs sweaty from the backpacks strapped around our backs. I ran a little faster, not wanting to be at the back. I pull my dirty sleeve up to my elbow, before running down the dirt path.

We storm down the street in the pitch blackness of the early mornings of the weekend. Rain pours down, creating more weight on our, now, wet backs - clothes attached to us like a second skin. We laugh and shout. A fiery sensation builds up my thighs and lungs. I ignore it and run faster.