The Mafia Queen

Chapter 2

Ch.2
My Stash

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"Where's Meegan? Graham asked as I walked into the gang house. "She had to stay for detention because she broke a trophy case." Graham sighed "Only Meegan is clumsy enough to do that." I nodded my head "I'm staying here tonight because Vance has ''company'' tonight." He nodded his head and I walked upstairs. Shit, I forgot my laptop at home! "Fae let's go! The car is ready!" I sighed and grabbed my switchblade and gun from under my pillow.

"Are we there yet?" "Oh my gosh Meegan we just picked you up an hour ago and I already want to kill you!" I shouted. She looked like she was trying to stifle a laugh. "About another hour baby," Graham said as he pulled her into his side. I rolled my eyes and scoffed. "Lighten up my little teacup," Steven said glancing me from the driver's side of the car. "Ugh, I'm not a little kid anymore stop calling me that," I said through my teeth. He laughed "oh come on I still remember the little pink skirt you had on when you ran in the kitchen singing I'm a little teacup." "I was three when will I live that down!" "Never my little teacup." I stuck my tongue out at him and turned up the radio. Fucktards!

I jumped when I felt something wet in my ear. "Damn you're hard to wake up," Graham said. "Did you just give me a wet willy?" He nodded and I gave him a dirty look. I slammed my door and walked into the warehouse. "Ms. Ramsey." "Jonah," I replied giving a nod with my head. "Still deliciously beautiful I see." "Let's get on with this do you have the money?" "Oh I have it, princess, the question is do you have what I need?" He said looking me up and down. I snapped my fingers and Lee handed me the duffle bag full of cocaine. I unzipped the bag and let him have a quick glance. I raised my eyebrows and he opened the bag one of his men gave him. He showed me the money and slowly walked over to me and placed the bag on the ground. I handed Lee the duffle bag of drugs and opened up the bag of money. "There's no need to count it there's 100 grand there," Jonah said while rolling his eyes. "Great then you won't mind if I count it," I said in a chirpy voice while taking out a band of thousands.

"Okay it's all here give him the supply," I said as I handed the money to Lee. Jonah smiled and walked closer to me. I stiffened a little when he placed his hand on my lower back. "You could have a lot more than 100 grand if you let me show you a good time. He said as he squeezed my ass. I was about to punch him when I saw Steven do it for me. Jonah stumbled back and wiped the blood from his lower lip. "Touch her again and you're dead," Steven said in a low threatening voice. Jonah held his hands up in mock surrender as I smirked at me. And with that, we turned and walked out of the warehouse.

It was a silent trip all the way home and not the comfortable silence either. I plopped down on my bed letting my shower soaked hair wet my pillow. I pulled out my phone and opened my video footage for my room.

I had tried to put cameras around the whole house but Vance says he likes his privacy. He doesn't know I have them in my room. I fast forwarded through the footage but stopped when I saw Vance going through my dresser.  He was shuffling through my clothes and pulled out my bottle of vodka and rum I had stashed. He shook it at the doorway and smiled. "Found it!" "Sweet now let's get wasted!" A deep voice said.

I was pissed that he had been in my room but furious that he had taken my alcohol.

I ran downstairs and jumped in my car giving myself a mental note to hide my shit better next time.

I slammed my door closed and ran up my porch steps. I slung the door opened and heard laughing coming from the kitchen. I stormed in the kitchen and saw my brother and three other guys taking shots. "Hey, asshole!" I yelled making them all turn my way. "Um, what are you doing here?" Vance said and I noticed he wasn't drunk yet. "I'm the one who should be asking questions, like why the hell were you going through my stuff!?" I yelled back willest trying to grab my beverages.

Vance snatched them away and put them on top of the refrigerator where I couldn't reach. We have a tall refrigerator considering that I'm 5'6 and still can't reach. "How did you know I got them from your room?" He asked raising an eyebrow. I scoffed and shoved him out of the way. "That's none of your business so fuck off." He laughed as I tried to get the bottles down. His friends laughed too and I rolled my eyes.

"Vance you never told us how hot your sister is." One of them said as I shoved Vance again. He rolled his eyes and said "well I don't usually say hey my little sister is really hot Dylan. You fucking idiot." I let out a laugh and Vance grabbed my wrist and squeezed it. "I think it's time for you to leave." He said through his teeth. I winced and yanked my wrist out of his grip. When I was walking out I felt Dylan touch my butt. I turned around and looked at him. He had a smirk on his face and he said: "I don't think I want her to leave." I smiled when an idea popped into my head. I walked towards him and climbed on his lap to where I was straddling him. He brought his hands to my ass and kissed my neck leaving lots of spit on my neck. I pushed him back hard and wrapped my hand around his neck. His eyes widened when I squeezed. "Ever touch me like that again and I won't hesitate to kill you," I said in a calm voice.

He was now gasping for air and I loosened my grip and stood up. When I dropped my hand he took in a deep breath and I saw that Vance looked pretty pissed. Shit