Forbidden Gang Love // Jelena

Chapter 29 - Marathon 2/5

Selena's P.O.V.

    I walk out of the airline and a huge smile spreads across my face once I see our family, friends and gang all waiting for us. My dad holds up a sign that has 'Texas Princess' written in green ink. I drop my luggage and run into his arms. He hugs me back tighter then lifts me from the ground and spins me around.

"You are never leaving again, do you hear me? Never. Not even when you get married because I won't allow you to get married. Ever." He says.

I smile brightly at him and kiss his cheek. "I missed you too, daddy."

"Did you forget about me?" That unforgettable voice says behind my dad.

"Demi!" I pulled her into a huge tight hug.

    I'm still kinda pissed at her for choosing Nick's side and for fighting with me. But c'mon, I haven't seen this bitch in two weeks!

"You're doing what your dad said and never I mean ever leave us again! I was so lonely!" she cries.

"You don't say?" I laugh.

"Look I'm sorry about bringing that shit up. . . As your bestfriend, I give you permission to slab me."

"Demi, I don't want to slab your dumbass."

"Why not?! Its our bestfriend code for truce! You have to or it'll just awkward for all of us."

"I'm over it so just let it go," I mumble.

"Slab me."

"No."

"Slab me!"

"No!"

"Slab me bitch!"

    She asked for it! My palm makes contact with her cheek for a quick hard second. She grabs hold of her now red cheek with a smile.

"Thank you."

"You're welcome, puta." I smile.

    We have a slab truce. That's just what best friends do. We are so weird though. Instead of talking things out, we slab things out. Beautiful right?

    After hugging everyone who came we all squeezed into the cars. That right, the Mexican way. People sitting on other peoples laps, some on the floor, some in the trunk. The whole deal! But its all good because we're all family.

"We had a drive by while you were gone. Spiritus Album too. It was a damn fucking combo." Demi informed me in the car.

"What? You joking or nah?" I ask her as I slightly turn around to face her. Sitting on her lap didn't help with that.

"Nah boo. . . It was Peur."

"Fucking pieces of worthless shit," I growl.

"Even worse is that it was after school," she whispers in a sad voice.

My heart stops.

"How many?" I ask.

"Four kids and three teenagers. . . Two of the parents started a strike and is trying to start some bullshit to get "our kind" out of "their" streets. They act like if by us leaving suddenly this while drug war and shit is just going to disappear."

"Anyone I know?"

"Jessie, Pris, Alex and Max. . . Max's mom is one of the parents who are starting shit."

    I close my eyes and take deep breaths. Don't cry, Selena. Fuck fuck fuck!

"Selena, breath."

And here I was thinking I was taking deep breaths.

"Max had a scholarship for football. Jessie was always so happy. Pris was so cute. . . she was like a little bunny. Alex. . . Alex was so fucking damn bright." By this time tears are rushing out of my eyes. "This is so fucked up, Demi."

She hugged me and rubbed my shoulders. "Those motherfuckers are gonna pay, Selena. They shoot down ours so we're gonna shoot down theirs twice as hard."

"This whole plan we have with Spiritus Album is taking forever. I just want to take' em down already!"

"And or you also don't want to see Justin no more," she added.

    I roll my eyes at her and shake my head. She smirks and mumbles "sure" sarcastically.

    I turned around and faced the window.

I'm half glad we are still acting on the plan with them. Well, I was half glad because that meant more time with Justin. I loved or still love time with Justin. . . I'm not sure which one is the answer I choose. The answer my heart chooses.

    The answer I chose here, physically, is not even close to what my heart is screaming for.

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[A/N]

ouuuhhhh what does Selena mean? what did she choose?! What's going on?

its only been 16 hours since I last updated but ugh I want to get the the point lol