GOOD GIRL [COCO CRUZ] - ON HOLD

5: the risks

"I know of an address." Frank said to Angel and Coco. "That's not to say it's the right one, though. I just know they pack up a lot of their shit there."

"Look, I don't know how this is gonna pan out." Isabella heard Angel begin to speak to Coco, but they hushed their voices as they turned their backs and began to plan something.

"Alright." Coco muttered as they turned back around.

"Frank, with me." Angel said and Frank proceeded to climb onto the back of his bike. Coco put on his own helmet and began to start up his bike.

"Hey! What about me?" Isabella stood behind the bikes waiting.

"You go wi-"

"No, no. I don't want her coming." Coco interrupted Angel before he could finish. Angel shot him a look and he quickly jumped to defend himself. "We don't know what shit could go down today."

"No. I'm not missing the fun. Seriously, there's nothing you can say to stop me."

Coco rolled his eyes and passed her a spare helmet. She watched him as he put on his black sunglasses and pulled up a bandana over his face; Angel doing the same. She guessed they didn't want to be identified by whoever they were going to see. Isabella climbed on the Harley behind him, however this time she put her arms around his body to hold on.

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"Promise me you two will stay out here." Coco demanded as they all stood outside a house out in the suburbs somewhere. Frank and Isabella both nodded as Coco and Angel walked towards the house, pulling their bandanas back up.

"Shit, I'm so fucking nervous!" Frank couldn't stand still, pacing around the bikes.

"Seriously, they're strong guys. They're gonna sort it."

"I know you'd say that. You've done nothing but stare at Coco since we got to Santo Padre." Frank winked at Isabella, trying to make light of the current situation.

"I have not." Isabella tried to brush him off, but inside she knew he was right. Something about Coco was alluring to her. She looked back over to the house, but she couldn't see the guys anymore so she guessed they'd gotten into the house.

"Don't lie to me, Isabella. But I'm warning you. Guys like them," he nodded towards the house, "they're not like us. And that's a dangerous field to be playing in." Frank sounded serious now and Isabella stared at the ground. The best friends stood in silence for a few minutes and Isabella thought about what Frank said. He was right - there was something she liked about Coco, and nothing about it was realistic in the slightest. She knew their worlds shouldn't collide. Just then, Coco and Angel came walking out of the house and Isabella breathed a sigh of relief. They reached their motorbikes, but before anyone could speak, a gunshot rung out, followed by Isabella's screams. The boys ducked to the ground like they'd done this before, while Isabella fell to the floor in fright, still screaming. Coco pulled out a gun from his cut and started shooting towards the house, with Angel eventually doing the same. Coco was still shooting as he attempted to help Isabella up from the ground, and back onto his bike. She was crying as Coco helped her onto his bike. As he climbed onto his bike, he shot whoever was shooting at them, and the guy hit the floor, clutching his leg.