Not so innocent

five

Nick jerkily stopped his car in front of an old warehouse. It looked abandoned but we all knew that was not the case. Unfortunately. We all stumbled out of the car, both Boomer and I, a bit nauseous. Nick wasn't exactly the best driver. 

"Nick i don't know about this..." i quietly mumbled as we all stood there

"Oh shut up! Don't start getting cold feet about this now. We can start making real money now," Nick said excited. 

"Yeah, but like... if Joe finds out, he's gonna whoop my ass." I tried saying at as a joke, but deep down i was for sure. 

"Oh come on the man doesn't hit you!" Nick exclaimed.

"No, but the second he finds out about this, he ain't no man anymore. He might as well be the devil," Boomer said, dunking me in the back.

"Ay it isn't funny. He's scary when he wants to," I said, meaning every word of it.

"Will you stop, okay?" Nick yelled angrily. "We have done this more than once, so dont start backing out, now."

I didn't know what to say, so i just stood there. He was right. We did it so often, and we had never been caught. Perhaps Melanie just guessed and got lucky. It was getting kind of a habit by now, and you did get a rush out of dealing it to the other students. And i also really wanted those new sneakers. So all i did was look at Nick and nod. He got the hint.

We all three slowly made our way to the warehouse. And i gotta be honest. It felt more sketchy than usual. And i get it, it's one of Nick's friends, but Nick has some weird ass friends. We were standing there, silently debating on who should knock, and as if on cue, the door opens, and this big guy aggressively looks down at us, and I -if even possible- now doubts this plan even more. 

"May i help you, kids?" he said, ironically, clearly believing we were to immature to be worthy of his time. 

"Yeah, uh... i'm... i'm Nick," Nick said, his voice - for once - shaking. "I'm here to see Caleb?" His statement, sounds more like a question than anything.

The big guy just stared at us, clearly amused by the fact that we were seconds away from shitting us self.  

"Caleb?" He asked, obviously surprised. "You sure about that?" 

We all three nodded, but none of us seemed the slightest convinced.

"Well then, follow me, kiddos," he said and walked back in the building, clearly indicating for us to follow. Nick just stood there, frozen. I had never seen him like this. He was always so fucking confident, but perhaps this ment he would think his plans through the next time. I actually kinda enjoyed seeing him this terrified. Definitely a sight to remember.

We enter a big room. No, allow me to correct myself: giant. In the corner two vans were parked, and don't ask me how the hell they got there. One of them were opened wide and were loaded with countless amounts of cocaine. Well i mean they had probably counted it... but from were i stood? Definitely countless.

In the middle of the room were three rows of tables. Some of them stacked with unpacked cocaine, some of them stacked with cash. In thousand dollar bills. Plenty of thousand dollar bills.

Big Guy called a guy over, that was all scrawny and had curly, clearly unbrushed hair that i assume was Caleb, because he called him Caleb. And, to my big surprise, the second he saw Nick, a glimpse of recognition lit across his face.

"Ayy, Nick my man," he said doing that handshake-hug thing. He just send Boomer and I a slight nod, but it was enough to know that we were welcomed. His glance stayed a second to long at me, but i thought nothing of it. "Welcome to my crib. What can i do for you today, Nicky?" Caleb asked, in a brotherlike manner. 

"We were just thinking, that maybe you needed a bit of help getting, uhh, rid of that..." Nick said, with a grin plastered across his face, clearly having lost any kind of earlier insecurities. 

"'That'?! You calling that multimillion business 'that'!?!" he exclaimed, playfully. "Dear lord you got lots to learn, man." He jokingly shoved Nick's shoulder and i started to see why Nick adored him so much. Nick never really had a brother... 

"But, ehm, i got some people coming to pick up a big load today. I got a job for the Garcia's and..." And that was all i heard. My head suddenly jerked up, and i panicked. I could tell that Nick clearly didn't get the hint, that my brothers were the Garcia's, and that i perhaps were minuts from complete and utter death. I looked over at Boomer and he was clearly starting to freak out a bit too. Cause if i get caught, they won't just let Nick and Boomer go. 

"Um, Nick, can i talk to you real quick," I asked, tugging at his hoodie.

"Can't it wait bro," he asked annoyed. "I'm clearly in the middle of something."

"You won't be for long if you don't listen," I mumbled while dragging him outside, with Boomer right in our heels. I finally got him to shut up and listen.

"Oh fuck," he hissed, after i finally got to explain. "We can't have the same dealer as your brothers."

"Exactly! And like what if they show up right now. He did say today, you know."

"But we can't just bail on Caleb," he argued.

"You heard him, he ain't needing no dealers," i said annoyed, starting to impatient. "He's simply doing it to be nice."

"No! He takes us serious," Nick stated angrily.

"Guys," Boomer interrupted. He didn't even say anything, just slowly pointed to the road, were a black BMW pulled in. I immediately recognized the car, and frustrated as i was, banged my head on the concrete wall. That hurt. And now we were trapped.

Caleb came out and asked us all what was happening. We all just stood in there in shock, not daring to say a thing as Joe, Mason, Sergio and Aiden all stepped out of the car. They really all had to be here for this? Well, karma hates me.

 Sergio was the first to notice me. He clearly pointed it out to the others because they all turned to look at me, but they to far away for me to hear them. Joe who stood with the back to the building slowly turned around and got eye contact with me. The look in his eyes were chilling. We all just stood there in silence, me already knowing that i was doomed, Mason holding back his punches, and definitely not his anger, because that was pretty fucking obvious. Sergio and Aiden was hard to read. They were clearly in shock. And Big Guy and Caleb? Confused as fuck.