The Bad Boy's Best Friend (Wattpad Version)

Trouble is headed our way

Damien

I woke up and saw Ramona sleeping next to me. I got out of bed and pulled on a pair of pants, then went to get a beer. I opened the fridge door and grabbed one out of the fridge.

"Grab me one too," I heard Roc say. I pulled out another one and handed him one. He twisted off the cap and tossed into the trash. I did the same thing.

"Haven't you two idiots ever heard of having a balanced breakfast before a beer?" Jaden asked us as she walked into the kitchen to grab a box of cereal.

"Who says beer isn't nutritious?" Roc asks her as she rolled her eyes at him.

"One day you'll wake up and realize why that's a stupid statement," she retorted.

"I'm good with that." Roc shrugged.

I shook my head and walked over to the couch. I sat down, and a few minutes later, Ramona came out of the bedroom. She walked to the kitchen, grabbed a box of cereal, and poured herself a bowl.

"What's on the agenda today? Are we going to commune with nature or are we going to sit around while everyone debates who has the bigger dick size?" Ramona asked us.

"I thought we would discuss our dick size," Roc told her as I drank my beer.

"Nothing new there," she told him as I chuckled.

Jag and Elise finally woke up and came out of their rooms. Jag looked at Elise and screamed, "Holy hell, you look like shit!" Elise hauled off and smacked him as he chuckled. I rolled my eyes as she went into the kitchen to eat.

Jag walked over to the fridge and grabbed a beer.

"Haven't you guys heard of eating breakfast?" Jaden asked us.

"Nah," we all said as Rocky finally came out of the bedroom. He walked into the kitchen and made coffee while we enjoyed our breakfast.

It was a typical morning of late with all of us.

*******
While we did our morning routine, Blake's men were making a blunder of their own. It seems that chick that told them where we were at goofed and gave them the wrong cabin.

Two guys made their way to the cabin, set the box on the porch and knocked. Then they ran off. The owners of the cottage opened the door to find the box.

The guy looked at the woman. "What did I tell you about ordering from Amazon?"

"I haven't ordered anything from Amazon lately, Bert," she answered with an annoyed look.

"Well, it says Amazon Lydia," he informed her.

"I didn't order anything," she said, defensively.

Bert picked up the box and opened it to get a surprise of his own. "I don't think they sell this on Amazon."

Lydia peeked into the box and looked at it a bit surprised. "When did they start selling human heads?" The both of them looked at each other, then back at the box.

Here's a suggestion. When you decide to leave a box with a human head on the porch of someone, you may want to check to see if you are going it for the right people.

The two idiot members of Blake's club were too busy celebrating the execution of their plan; they didn't notice guns pointed at them.

"Man, I can't wait to find out their reaction," one member said to the other member.

"Hell yeah," the other member agreed.

Click!

Both of them stopped dead in their tracks as they turned, only to hear the sound of a gun firing. As a bullet hit one, another gun fired with a shot hitting the other guy, dropping them both.

*******
Richard

I lowered my 9mm as I looked at both members of Blake's club dead on the ground. Jax walked over to me.

"You'd think Blake would have smarter men working for him, then these two," Jax mentioned.

"Blake's not the sharpest tool in the box, so it doesn't surprise me about the men that work for him. Let's find out what they delivered," I told him as we made our way through the pathway.

We saw a cabin ahead and walked towards it. When we reached it, I knocked on the door.

"Lydia! It better not be another Amazon package!" We heard a man yelled.

"I didn't order anything from Amazon!" The woman yelled back.

We stood there as the door opened. The man looked at us, confused. "Who are you?" He asked us.

"I'm Richard, and he's Jax," I introduced us.

"Okay," he said, confused.

"Did you see two men a few minutes ago?" I asked him.

"We didn't see anyone," he answered.

I looked at him as Jax grew impatient.

"Bert, tell the Amazon driver he can take back this package," a woman said as she walked to the door, holding a package. She reached the front door and noticed us. "Who are you?" She asked us.

"That's Richard and Jax, they're looking for someone," the man told her.

"Well, we haven't seen anyone. Can you take this package back?" She asked, holding out a box to us. Jax and I looked at each other as I took the box from her.

They closed the door as I looked at Jax and asked, "When did we become delivery people?"

"You must have that look about you," he answered as I gave him a look.

I opened the box and looked inside. Then looked at Jax. "I think Blake is sending a message."

Jax looked at me, knowing what this meant. If he reached the kids before we did, he would have their heads, all of them.

We walked back to our bikes and tossed the box as Jax made a call. He called the boys as we got onto our bikes. If it was a war they wanted, it's a war they would get. They could count on it.

The one thing I knew about my boy, he would fight and so would Damien and Jag. Roc's not one to back down from a fight. He gets that from me.