i look at the boy who spoke and then back to the one who is holding me.
"ah joey who is this?" another boy says.
joey. ahh there's a name to the face.
joey looks at the boy and glares at him, "oh. she didn't- my bad."
"holder. can you please help her?" joey asks a tall guy with brown hair, brown eyes. and who is also ripped.
"yeah take her to your room, i'll meet you there with the stuff," holder says and walks away.
joey takes me to his room and sets me down on his bed, carefully.
i wince and he looks at me, "are you okay?" he asks.
i don't want to speak to him. he has been following me for so long and hasn't even ever say anything to be. he always shrugs me off.
i ignore what he says and waits for holder to get in.
he walks in and joey tells him what happened.
he nods and joey leaves.
"you're the big talk around the house," he says to me and looks at my leg.
he gets up and grabs me a pair of shorts, "put these on. it'll be easier on us both, for me to help you."
i nod and he gives me them and turns around. i realize he isn't going to leave so i just change as quick as possible.
"okay." i say and he turns around.
he rolls the shorts leg up and starts helping me.
"who all talks about me?" i ask.
"mainly just joey, but the other guys have been starting to look after you too."
"oh. i don't even know who you guys are. who are you guys?" i ask.
"well i suppose i can tell you who i am. i'm tayler. the one who has been watching after you is joey. and then there's bryce, and then sam."
"oh. well what are you guys doing, watching me?"
"that's confidential, and also, this may hurt," tayler says and puts hot metal on my leg.
i scream and joey comes running in, "what the hell are you doing to her?"
"i was getting infection out and helping it close. chill dude," tayler says.
i look at joey and cover my mouth. he looks at me a s then quickly looks away.
another guy comes running in. he has long brown hair and blue eyes. he's also gorgeous.
"heard the chick scream. what happened?"
"nothing sam, you can leave," joey says.
"joey chill man. she's fine. tayler is taking care of her," sam says.
"your point?" joey says in an angry tone.
"no need to get defensive joe." tayler says, "okay cutie, you're all set."
joey gives tayler a glare and tayler laughs, "chill joey."
i look at joey and he quickly looks away from me.
tayler and sam both leave.
joey walks over to me and sits next to me, "are you okay?" he asks me.
i look at him, "you're such a fucking liar," i say to him.
"i'm sorry." he says.
"yeah bullshit you are," i say and stand up.
my leg shoots with pain and i sit back down. joey looks at me with concern in his eyes.
"i'm fine. shut up," i say to him.
"no you're not," he says.
"just leave me alone," i say to him.
"well babe, you're in my room, so, therefore i don't have to leave you alone."
"then i'll just leave," i say and get up.
he grabs my arm and pulls me back onto the bed.
"you mother fucker," i say and hold onto my leg.
"sorry." he says quickly.
i look at him, "who even are you," i say, "and don't tell me not to worry about it because bullshit. tell me."
he looks at me and starts talking.
he explains to me how my dad was the one that told joey to look after me and to keep me safe. he also told me how my dad was his trainer and that's how he met him.
joey told me basically his whole life story, minor the bad things he has done. he told me i don't need to know those things or know that side of him, which made me more interested in it.
he told me how him and tayler became friends and how they created their group. they aren't a gang. just a group of friends.
"wait, you knew my father?" i ask.
"that's all you took out of what i just told you?" he asks.
"you knew my dad?" i asked him, starting to cry.
he looked at me, "hey don't cry," he says.
"is he. is he still alive?" i ask.
he looks at me. sorrow filled his eyes. i bursted our crying. my dad is dead. he's gone. forever.
"i'm so sorry anna." he says
i hug him. it catches him off guard. he slowly hugs back and rubs my back, "it's okay anna, i've got you," he says.
i finally calm down and he looks at me, "i'm sorry," he says.
"it's fine." i say.
"i'll be right back," joey says and gets up.
joeys pov
i leave my room and run right into the boys, "you don't like hugs." bryce says.
"she's pretty hot," sam says.
"you really like her," tayler says.
"no i don't," i say to tayler.
he just slowly nods his head.
i walk away.
i don't like her. i don't. i in fact, hate her.
