Tried For Error

Extra chapter

Hello my fellow potatoes! I've missed ya'll so much. Do not fret... I haven't forgotten about this book. In fact, you guys can re-read some of the chapters if you really want to as I have done some editing and made some major changes to the seven year old me's writing.

Anyway! This is ANOTHER CHAPTER so DO NOT SKIP! But it doesn't exactly add to the story line... it's just a really late Christmas present from me to you so without further ado... ENJOY ♡

It was the amazing morning of Christmas. Everyone was up, even Scarlett as William practically dragged her from bed and downstairs in a confused and disheveled state since she really did not understand or know about the gang's annual Christmas tradition every year.

Most of the gang was already assembled in the lounge, their tired forms lazily spread out on the couch as William barged into the room with an excited squeal.

"Oh my goodness, Santa was here last night!?"

Scarlett glared at the joyous teenage boy as he jumped around the Christmas tree, reciting some kind of creepy vudu ritual.

"Is he for real?" She asked, taking a seat on the nearest couch as her gaze swept around the room, making eye contact with each of the guys as they all nodded their heads in reply. "Santa is just some made up retarde-"

Cookie suddenly slammed his hand over her mouth from behind and she abruptly turned her gaze, not wasting a second, to give him a warning look.

She then brought her arms up, about to throw him over her shoulders when he unlatched himself from her and gave a half apologetic look.

"William, quit humping the air for the sake of all of our sanities," Caroline snorted as she descended down the stairs in nothing but pair of very short and skimpy pyjamas. Scarlett scowled. Cayden is surely not going to allow her to prance around like that? The outfit barely covered her behind as it was not even reaching mid-thigh, nevermind the deep cut in the material that could be seen from miles away in the top.

The guys didn't seem to mind though as they all very much made their appreciation known.

"Leave him be," Wolf suddenly commented from the doorway, still in William's favour about the whole Santa situation. Everyone's eyes snapped to him, not hiding the way they took in his very disheveled and bloodied state, at least completely forgetting about the little strip show Caroline had put on earlier.

"You're covered in blood, man." Jeremiah pointed out the obvious after a few minutes of awkard silence in the room.

Wolf shrugged before making his way to the couch and taking a seat next to Scarlett. She didn't even react seeing as she's been more related to his current state compared to anyone else in the room.

Of course, on most occasions she tries to keep a clean slate when it comes to her missions, but sometimes the job tends to get messsy and she'd just end up like... well, wolf.

"Oh, it's all good." He groaned, stretching his arms above his head and initiating a small popping sound. "None of it is mine."

Scarlett snickered as everyone else gave him a disgusted look. She could've sworn they've never seen someone covered in blood before in their life. That would be very ironic coming from a group of gangsters.

"I don't know about all of you, but I'm feeling pictionairy all of a sudden."

"No, what the hell?" William commented, all sombered up. "You need to go shower or... something. You just need to go clean yourself. "

Wolf rolled his head back and let loose a deep laugh. "Alright."

He stood up from his side of the couch and made his way upstairs, some of the blood still managing to drip from his clothes on the carpet.