The Roadtrip Gang

|| Chapter One ||

|| Chapter one ||

Tuesday evening

| Third Person |

"How is this possible?" Andy paced across the floor of their living room, looking at the floor in thought. He snapped his head up, "He was supposed to be dead, things have changed now!" He screamed into the air, annoyed at a specific member of his gang. Rye stepped forward, "Andy please, calm down. Was it actually him?"

"Yes, it was Geordie. He looked different but it was him." Andy looked back down to the ground beneath him, "I swear." He whispered out. The door had rattled and opened up to reveal the slim figure of one, Jack Duff. He took off his back pack and dropped it at the stairs.

"What's going on guys?" Jack looks in between everyone in the room, confused on why they were all together. Mikey decides to break the silence, "Andy thinks he saw Geordie in town today." Jack gulped as soon as he heard the name. He slowly moved his eyes away from Mikey, and guiltily looked at the blonde who was fuming now. When they locked eyes, he could see the flames burning.

Jack was supposed to kill this guy who was once a part of the Alpha dog organization. He was once close with everyone in Roadtrip, so he knew things that not even Blair knew. So, when he left, he had to go one way or another. And it was Jack's responsibility to do that.

"What the fuck happened Jack?" Andy gritted out of his teeth, trying his best not to lash out on the boy. Jack stuttered trying to find the right words, "uh... well you see... that" Andy was trying his hardest not to strangle the boy now, "Jack! spit it out!" He shouted, anger dripping from each of his words. Rye stood next to Andy and placed a light hand on his back to calm him down, and it worked as his posture had relaxed.

"I let him go?" Jack questioned, even though he knew that he in fact let him go. He was just scared of what Andy would say. "And why would you do that?"

| Andy's POV |

I was beyond pissed, so he better have a bloody good explanation, because if Geordie decides to go out and tell everyone our secrets, we will be ruined and vulnerable to all other gangs in London. And Jack will be to blame. Jack takes in a gulp of air as I stare him down, "Geordie, he's the father of my sisters baby. I couldn't kill him because if I did, then that baby wouldn't have a father. And I don't want that, I really don't want that Andy."

I kept my eyes squinted, he looked genuine and as much as I really wanted Geordie dead, I knew Jack was a family man, and you can't stop that. I sigh in defeat, "fine, you're off the hook. But next time please, listen to us or at least tell us what you're doing." Jack quickly nodded, agreeing to what I said. I look round the room and decide to walk into the hallway to calm down a bit more.

Resting my hands against the wall I breathe out towards the floor, lightly breathing I slow down my heart rate. I suddenly felt two arms wrapping around me, softly grazing their fingers against my hips. A head was placed on top of my shoulder and a hot breathe against my ear, "It's going to be ok," I lean into the body.

"I hope so."

| Jack's POV |

I know I messed up, but I just couldn't. I couldn't do that to my unborn niece or nephew. I was about to, I was about to kill him. But somehow Lillie, came in and explained everything to me. She explained how when they were together, one night they didn't realise something happened to the protection they used and so they had become pregnant.

Of course, our family was not supportive of abortions, so that was out of the question. As much as everyone hated Geordie for leaving, I couldn't do that to my sister as well. She would kill me herself if she knew I was the cause of her baby's father's death.

But the look on Andy, if looks could kill. I would of been six feet under as soon as I stepped into the house. I don't know what I would of done if Andy got seriously mad at me. I may be the attacker of the gang, but I hate to disappoint, especially Andy.

"Jack, please breath. Andy will sort this out." Brook stood in front of me, trying to calm me down. I shot my eyes towards Brook, taking comfort of his eyes and gorgeous smile. I slowly nodded, welcoming Brook's arms around my torso. Dropping my head in Brooklyn's shoulder I sighed, "I hate disappointing him."

"I know Jack, but he said he forgave you. You just need to talk about the things you do." I nodded understanding that I will need to open up more. "You wanna go upstairs?" I nodded again and we moved to the stairs.

Getting into his room I jump on his bed and grab the pillow hugging it into me. Brooklyn sat down next to me and turned his Tv on.

He went through Netflix and looked for a good movie to watch. I stare at the Tv as he scrolls through every option, "oh, I heard that ones good." I point to a movie called 'vs.' In the corner of my eye, I see him shrug and click on the movie. I move my head to get more comfortable in the pillow, but Brook takes it out of my hold and shuffles closer to me.

I lightly place my head against his chest and wrap my arm around him as the movie rolled on.

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