Psychotic Brat (H2OVanoss)

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Evan cleared his throat causing us all to quit moving and to look in his direction.

"As I was saying, we are going to infiltrate their headquarters and get their latest shipment."

"As I was saying, I'm killing that mother f.ucker!" Tyler mocked, growling loudly making him sigh.

"Look, Tyler-"

"No you look, Evan. He killed my best friend! He-"

"If anyone deserves to kill him, it's me!" I yelled, cutting them both off and earning the gaze of everyone at the table.

"Oh, and why's that?"

I went to scowl at Evan before catching the stern look he was giving me and sinking myself down into my seat

He raised his eyebrow as he drummed his fingers against the plastic armrest of the chair.

"Are you going to answer me, Jonathan?"

"I- he gave me away because of b-business, and he is starting s-stuff because of me." I stuttered causing him to tilt his head to the side.

"The business in which happens to be mine and that I was planning to settle. I think I have sole control in what happens here. Don't you?"

"B-but-"

"But nothing, it is my business- you are my business as well. I appreciate you voicing your thoughts, even though it was a rude and abrupt chime into our conversation, but that isn't going to change my mind. Do you understand?" He asked, cutting me off causing me to look down at my legs out of shame.

"Do you understand me, Jonathan?"

"Yes Mr. Vanoss, I understand." I mumbled out softly and he hummed before clearing his throat again.

"No-"

"What do you mean by you're going to take care of it?" Brian asked cutting him off, making him groan.

"I wonder what it's like to be able to finish a sentence." Vanoss practically shouted causing me to tense.

Evan never really yelled much. he was usually always calm and collective, never was he aggressive towards us unless he was already riled up....and when he was aggressive towards us, it never ended well.

He stood up and practically slammed his chair into the table before walking towards the dry erase board in the front of the room.

"When I say that I am going to take care of something, that usually means that I am going to work by myself to get a job done. I didn't know that was hard to figure out. Maybe if you all were to act like the adults you are then you'd find out, or be able to piece together what was meant."

The room was quieter than a Sunday chapel during prayer as he picked up, and took the cap off of a marker.

"Now, we are going to infiltrate the crazy 13s head quarters and intercept their latest shipment-" he paused as he turned towards the board, where there was a projection of the outside of their warehouse.

"Six of you will be heading in here with weapons. While me, delirious and Cartoonz will be sneaking in through a window on the lower west side, which happens to be their control room."

Evan turned towards us as he ran his fingers through his hair before reaching down, and pushing up his sleeve.

"Any questions?"

"Why did only six through from the south?" Marcel asked whilst raising his hand.

"Well, Lui will be flying us out of there, and yes Brian we are going by chopper. Any other questions?"