The Gang Leader's Sister

Chapter 11

It was Wednesday and cheer practice was running later then usual since we had taken a break after the Sherry Hite shooting. That's what people were calling it now since she was the only one that a bullet hit and killed.

The october air was setting in and i pulled my wind breaker closer to me. We had practice for a couple more weeks then we would just move strictly to the weight room and do conditioning for the rest of the year.

I threw my stuff back into my cheer bag and bent down to zip it up.

"Hey Raine."

I looked up to see Mia giving me a small smile. "Hey M, what's up?"

She sat down on the bench, pulling her jacket closer to her. "I just want to make sure you're okay. You haven't been talking to any of us the past couple
of days."

I smiled at her, standing up and throwing my bag over my shoulder. "I'm just processing everything. I'm sorry, i'll text you later and you can some over?"

She stood up and pulled me into a hug. "You aren't alone Ray, so stop acting like you have to be."

I nodded and pulled away. "See you later okay?"

She saluted me and jogged back over to where some of the other girls were talking. I pulled my bag closer to me and walked the short distance to my truck so i could go home.

I drove the 15 minutes home and smiled as i pulled into the driveway to see that it was only Ryland that was home. I love Ben and Mason but i loved it even more when it was just Ry and I.

I hopped out of the truck and petted Max begins the ears as he sat on the front porch watching the day slip away. I opened the unlocked door and shut it behind me to see that the house was messy. I rolled my eyes as i kicked a pair of boxers out of my way of walking.

"Do you know how to fucking pick up after yourself?!" I shouted through the mansion.

Ryland shuffled in buttoning you his jeans with a cigarette in his mouth. "I was going to get to that Rainy, calm your tits."

I glared, walking up to him and jerking the cigarette out of his mouth. "No smoking in the house remember."

I walked into the kitchen and tossed the cigarette butt into the sink. "Will you stop? I will clean it up, calm down."

I rolled my eyes. "You know Ryland, you always say that but i'm the one that ends up doing it. I always clean up after you three and one day i won't fucking be here to do it."

He narrowed his brows. "What do you mean you won't be here?"

I glared. "Well with the way we are all dropping like flies, you never know who is next."

He opened his mouth to say something but I stormed out of the kitchen and ran up the bazillion stairs to my room. I tossed my book bag in the corner and ran my hand through my hair. It honestly felt like i was having a mental breakdown.

I went to my bathroom and turned the hot water on. I stripped down and stepped into the scolding hot water. I scrubbed the sweat and grime from practice away, stepped out, and wrapped a towel around my body.

I walked into my room, throwing on a pair of maroon leggings and on of Ryland's oversized white hoodies. I combed my hair and put product in it to make it curl. I deep washed my face, trying to get rid of the sad look that i always seemed to have lately.

I put on mascara and laid on my bed staring at the ceiling. I checked my phone, it read 9:03pm. I knew it was going to be a long night.

I grabbed my keys and put the lanyard over my neck. I jogged down the stairs and saw Mason and Ben coming inside with bags of mcdonald's.

Mason looked at me. "Where are you going?"

"Out." I slammed the door behind me and began walking to town. I wrapped my arms around my chest as the night air chilled me through my hoodie. I picked up the pace and started running. I felt my body starting to relax and i kept going faster.

Before i knew it i was in front of the one place i never thought i would be. The lights in the house were off but i could see that the tv was on in the living room. I walked up the steps to the front door and took a breath. I raised my hand to knock but before i could, the door opened.

Damon was in blue plaid boxers and a plain white v neck tee shirt. "Why do you look like someone's dad?"

He rolled his eyes and opened the door so i could come in. "What are you doing here Raine?"

I sat down in the middle of the couch and pulled my lanyard off from around my neck, laying it on the coffee table. "Was there anything I could have done?"

He furrowed his brow and sat on the coffee table infront of me. "Done about what?"

I looked down at my hands and sighed. "To save her. Was there anything i could have done?"

I felt his hand under my chin and he pulled so my eyes met his. "There was nothing anyone could have done Raine. You made her feel safe. Even if the ambulance got there ten minutes before it did, it wouldn't have helped."

I brushed a few tears away and Damon switched to sitting beside me, pulling my into him. I laid my head on his shoulder and wrapped my arm around his. "Ryland isn't good at this?"

He chuckled. "What? Emotions, feelings?"

I smiled a little even though he couldn't see it. "Yeah those sort of things. After mom died, he tried to shelter me away from emotions. He wanted me to be tough and not let anything effect me like it did mom."

He rested his head on mine. "Can't say that i blame him, this world sucks."