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a month later

Camilla's POV

Today was Justin and I'd one month. I'm not one to make a huge deal about it Justin seemed very happy. None of us really mentioned it, I didn't even think he remembered.

I had been training like crazy. Regaining back all my muscles from the accident. There was no time to mess around considering I was out for revenge.

One thing that's been strange is that Cobras have been very under the radar. Meaning there's no track of them since everything happened. We always know where every crew is at least once a week and keep track of it but nothing for 6 weeks. It's driving Justin crazy.

I heard the door open and some girl tied up was trying to fight some crew members off.

"Who's this?" I asked.

"No one bitch." She remarked and I punched her.

"Don't fucking talk to me like that. Who is this?" I demanded and then Justin came out.

"Woah. She's new to the crew." He said.

"New to the What?" The new girl and I said in unison.

"Deena, Camilla, Camilla, deena." Justin said.

"I'm part of no one. I'm all on my own bitches now let me go." She said and it hit me. I almost boiled in anger. I grab Justin by his shirt pulling him and he snatches my hand. I look at him shocked and then he pulls me into a room off to the side.

"You said you wouldn't do what Kendrick did!" I screamed.

"She had no one and even said she's join a gang just to have a family." He said.

"Have you had people just on the lookout trying to find the right girl! That's kidnap Justin! Kidnap!" I say and push in to the wall angrily. I try to walk out and he pulls me back.

"Camilla you'll understand that we are 24K, 24 woman and 24 men. Right now we have 23.." He says lightly.

I'm now bursting with anger. "SHES LANAS REPLACEMENT! Are you fucking kidding me!" I said and slam the door open and go to her.

"Let her go. Do whatever you gotta do but let her go." I demand and Justin cuts my bullshit by demanded to not.

We bicker for a quick minute and then he has enough.

"Shawn, show her around and get her comfortable. We gotta check her skills but let her rest. And you, come with me." He says at me.

I open my mouth but shut it immediately by a "Camilla if you don't bring your fine ass over here right now.." and I laugh almost forgetting what just happened. I keep my eye out for what was to come to the crew but something was off. It's like there was something I had to remember but couldn't.

"Justin, when I was kidna—."

"Woah, woah, woah. We aren't talking about it." He says.

"By Corban.." I say assuring him. He looks at me and listens to what I have to say.

"I didn't have a concussion right?" I asked.

"Slight but it hardly was one why?" He said crossing his hands.

"Then why was I in and out?" I asked.

"You were in a lot of pain. Fractured ribs, immense bleeding, trauma." He said clenching his jaw.

"What did I tell you about Alicia?" I asked.

"You said she was the cause of the accident. She murdered Lana, and tried to blame it on you but never said why? Then she went a wall. We dropped her from the crew... so that mean I gotta recruit in the UK too.. fuck." He says and starts pacing around.

"Hey.. babe back to me." I say still trying to remember what I needed to. "Somethings missing to my story, where's Alicia now?"

Justin shrugged his shoulder and said, "we tried tracking her but there's just no sign of her. Just like the Cobras. Silent as ever."

I shook my head in confusion. I was thinking very hard and he could tell I was getting frustrated.

"Beautiful, don't worry about her. She's gone. Those worries are gone." He says trying to keep me calm.

"Actually I'm fine but I really need to remember what information or intel I had on her. I'm fine. This is part of being the crew. I get it and I'm fine with it." I said looking him in the eye. He pecked my lips and we headed to the van.

Today we were going to take all the money we've made off to our safe warehouse. We have millions on million. Billion on billions there. The first time I went there I was amazing by how much paper sat in a safe just waiting to be used.

Justin gets in the drivers seat and I get in the passengers seat. It was a 3 hour drive and it was 3 hours of anxiety because we've had nothing but bad luck with getting invaded on lately.

Justin turned on the radio and started humming. I smiled and bobbed my head to his light singing.

Convo between Cam and Justin

Cam= BOLD
Justin= ITALIC

Babe

Yeah?

Do you like singing?

Why do you ask that?

Because you sing a lot and you do it lightly, it's very subtle. I like it.

I mean I hum a bit or two..

No no.. you don't just him a bit or two. You sing to me at night when you think I'm asleep. When I'm upset you sing a song or two about life being worth living or a purpose. Did you write them?

....

Justin..

Don't tell anyone

Are.. are you embarrassed?

Just don't tell anyone please

"Well I think you have a great voice. I'm lucky to hear it because it's very calming. I wish you would sing with the crew around. They'd love it." I said ending the convo with a yawn.

He looks at me and smiles. "Before you take a nap, look in the bag next to the cases." He says.

I look at him like what the fuck and then unbuckle my seat belt. I grab the bag and sit back down in my seat. I put the seat belt back on and unzip the bag. A tear slips from my eye and I grab a hold of his hand. It's the best gift I could ever receive.

It was Lana's gun, which is now mine but engraved. It said..

lana on one side at the bottom and camilla on the other side

It's something very simple but definitely something I wouldn't forget. He ends with," Happy anniversary."

"But I didn't get you anything. I thought we were just playing it out the first few months". I said.

" You can, but my queen deserves the best." And with that I take my nap. A wonderful beautiful nap.

Soon we'd all find out that it wouldn't be so peaceful as a tire goes out right as we arrive. Our tired should never go out and that's what kept Justin on alert. Our tired were bullet/slash proof. So how is it that our new tires end with a gash on the side. Our bad luck of getting ambushed must continue. Because this is the third time and let me tell you, I wasn't ready for yet another fight.


Thank you for being patient. I'll update more when I can. (:

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