Dakota Blake Archer.
Archer. The worlds most feared word.
Dakota is dangerous, goofy, sarcastic asshole with a heart of gold and protection if he trusts you. Dakota is mainly known for his title. A ruthless, dangerous killer that was taught by the b...
"Come on, Dakota" Logan stands at the end of the steps.
I turn to him and put my hands together, sighing.
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"Look. I'm not in the mood to talk to anyone, okay? Not until I get ahold of my girlfriend" I turn back around to leave, but dad walks in front of me.
"Guess it'll be a surprise to you when The FireBreathing Lions come tomorrow. We just found out now" he says and my eyes widen.
"Wait... what? They are?" I ask in shock.
He nods. "So you better get ahold of that girl"
"I'll just go to her house" I run down the stairs, grabbing my keys. "Be right back!" I shout before leaving the house and getting into my car.
I speed to Gracie's house in hopes that she's home.
When I pull in, I see her car, so I run up her porch and bang on her door.
"Coming!" I hear Gracie. I wait impatiently until she opens the door. "Dakota..."
"Look. I'm sorry, okay? But you n-"
"I don't wanna see you right now-"
"LISTEN TO ME!" I snap and she flinches. "The FireBreathing Lions are coming in tomorrow and I need to get you to Ohio asap" I take her hand, but she pulls it back.
"I'm not going anywhere, Dakota!" she exclaims.
"I'M NOT LETTING YOU FUCKING DIE! YOU'RE GONNA HOP ON THAT PRIVATE JET AND GO TO FUCKING OHIO!" I shout. "GO GRAB YOUR STUFF" I point into her house and she gives me a nasty look before going back inside.
I wait outside for about ten minutes before she walks back out.
We don't say anything to each other on the way to my car. She just puts her bags in and sits in the front with her arms crossed, making me roll my eyes while I speed off.
I wish this could be on better terms, but I'm not gonna leave her here.
It's somewhere where the gang has no idea where she will be.
We pull into the house and get out.
"Get back in the car" dad laughs, walking out with mom and Kailee with their bags.
I tilt my head. "We're leaving now?"
"Yeah!" Kailee chirps. "Can I ride with you and Gracie?"
I go to speak, but Gracie beats me to it. "Please do"
I roll my eyes at her annoyance and Kailee smiles, running to me.
"Hey bird" I smile, picking her up.
"Are you staying with us?" she asks.
I shake my head, making her frown. "No, I'm helping out with the gang. But you, mommy, and Grace are gonna be as safe as can be!" I kiss her forehead.
