Fiche Naoi - Shits Going Down

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Theas pov

The plane ride was awful.

Don't get me wrong, I love planes, but fuck me was it a horrible flight.

The screaming baby in the seat behind me, with its mother sitting right beside it, not giving a shit. Don't forget then her other kid kicking the shit out of my seat because it was the best craic ever.

At least I had Scott in the seat beside me to turn my attention away from the man violently throwing up in the aisle seat, blocking our only exit.

I huffed loudly once more, the 11 year olds legs digging into my back. Scott grumbled beside me in his half asleep- half awake slumber.

"Sleep" he groaned as he pulled me to his chest, smushing my face. I sighed and snuggled into his chest, trying to get some form of shut eye for the next few hours.

***

The gang house looked the same as it always did, not that I expected any change.

I breathed slowly, shoving my hands deep into my pockets before the cold bit them til they bled.

But I had a feeling that blood would be shed tonight.

Scott put his hand on my lower back for support until we reached the front door and he dropped it. We both knew that Gray probably wasn't happy already, and Scott touching me wouldn't fall well either.

The door opened and I pushed through. Inside, men stood around, smoking, laughing, drinking and gambling.

They nodded in respect at me before going back to their games. I guess Gray didn't tell the boys I was gone, or where I was gone.

I nodded at some but made my way down the hall to the more quiet side of the house, to where the offices and business rooms sat at the back of the house.

I knocked on the door to grays office twice, before pausing, once, pause and twice fast with one hard knock.

We use codes here, made by yours truly. Everyone knows some basic codes, but only certain people know others. And one only myself and Grayson know, the one I had just demonstrated.

Yeah I'm probably gonna kiss his ass but I'll want to stay on his good side if I want to snoop around for this password. And if I wanted to survive.

I swung open the door and saw gray sitting at his desk.

His head was tilted back to the ceiling and his eyes were closed.

I stood frozen in the doorway, my hands trembling as the lay by my side in fists.

"I'll be out in a minute Fionn."

Guess he didn't even recognise our knock, it's kind of good though; gives me the element of surprise

I stormed over and dragged the woman who was on her knees infront of grays legs, up by her long fake blonde hair.

She yelped and quickly took Graysons dick from her mouth as she struggled to pull my fingers out of her hair.

"Leave" I growled and pushed her to the door, knowing that in gangs, not all women were treated with the respect I am. I had to fight my balls off for years to get where I am, and most women are forced into shit just to stay alive.

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