WDW IMAGINES

dealer | jonah

"Our dads a drug dealer, Derek. I don't care that he's in a band and has lots of money. I won't put him at risk like that."

I dropped the box full of crystal meth on the table, looking over at my brother.

"He doesn't have to know about this, keep it a secret like you did with your best friend, Ariana." He came over to me, sorting out the drugs in groups.

"I like this guy. I've never met anyone like him and I don't wanna screw things up. You know how my dad is with boys I talk to. He doesn't like outsiders knowing our business. If I could get out of this mess, I would. But knowing my dad, he would end my life quicker then he could snort a line."

Derek sighed, "The band got booked a gig tonight at club here."

My eyes went wide as I sat another box on the table.

"What?!" I practically screamed, thankfully we're in the basement underground.

"Dad needed a band to play there for the next week so I told him about the boys and he said he would give them a go. Jonahs gonna find out and meet your dad sooner or later. If he likes you enough, he'll understand the situation you're in."

I continued to grab the other boxes, ignoring Derek the rest of the time. Once I got the last box in, I grabbed my jacket, running upstairs to the club. It hasn't opened yet, meaning my dad and his crew were the only ones in.

"Hey daddy," I chirped causing him to turn around and hug me. "Hey kiddo, I finally got a band to play here!" I smiled widely, "I heard. Derek was telling me about it." My dad began to finish talking to his crew when a security guard said the boys were outside waiting.

I scurried away, not wanting to be seen by Jonah. I stood in the back room behind the bar, listening. They were talking about preforming and setting up everything.

It felt like forever that I've been sitting back here. Once the club opened and the boys were about to go on, I went up to my dads table, sitting in front of the stage next to Derek and my father.

The boys came out, starting with 'idbitc'. Instantly, Jonah locked his eyes with mine, smiling a bit. They played threw a few songs before everyone clapped and they went backstage.

My dad took me with him to go talk to the boys, already making his first mistake.

"This is my daughter, Y/N."

"We know, sir. That's Jonahs girlfriend." Daniel smiled. My dad gave me an angry and frustrated look. I sighed, looking away.

"I see, well, I'm going to get some drinks. I'll be right back."

I knew exactly where my dad was going. He was going to hurt them, maybe even kill them for all I know. My dad thinks I tell people our business, when I don't.

"Guys, listen to me. Get out now. We don't have much time. Please," I tried pushing them towards the back exit but they all protested.

"If you don't leave now, he'll kill you. Trust me, I know him, he's my dad."

They began walking towards the back when Jonah stopped me. "Why is he-" I cut him off, "We're drug dealers, Jonah. I didn't wanna tell you this way but if you don't leave now, you might as well kiss your ass goodbye."

Jonah slammed his lips into mine. I wrapped my arms around his neck, pulling him closer. I could hear my dad going to grab backup. I pushed them out the door.

"Call me?" He licked his lips before getting in the car and speeding off.

My dad came running up to me with a handgun in his hand. "I told you no boys. No anybody. When I find them, I will kill them. Did you tell them anything?" I shook my head no, "I tried to stop them from running."

My dad nodded, "Good. Now get back inside, we have business to do."

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7.7.19
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