Bossman

Chapter 11

"Tell me something you've never told any one else". I couldn't help but laugh, "Isn't that a bit random?". "Yeah, but it's something I want to know. Like what's your most prized possession?". I knew right away, it was just a little bit of a sore subject. "Well, I used to have this little snow globe that was also a music box. It had this little single horse from a carousel inside. The base was surrounded by pink flowers.". I was already tearing up. I think he caught on because he wasn't saying anything. "I loved that damn thing, I fucking loved it.", My voice cracked. "Until it broke". That snow globe was always around when I was a kid. And I always associated it with all of the good times, so I had something to hang on to. It crushed me when it broke. Like everything that kept me going broke with it. My mother broke it, after stumbling home high out of her damn mind. She threw the pieces away and was livid that I was crying the entire time. And just like that, the happy times were gone.

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The sky was a little pale this morning. I kind of liked it, like the sky was sharing it's distress with me. It wasn't like this at home. The sky was dull, and missing. It was quiet. Although I suppose any gang house would be rather quiet and hidden. It was peaceful though. It made for the opportunity to sit on the back porch and watch the sunrise. Which is exactly what I was doing. It had probably been hours since I had come out here. I was having trouble sleeping, and this just seemed like the best idea. There were already some people awake when I got up, so it wasn't like I was sneaking out. I didn't know where Luke was. I hadn't every night I'd been here, but I just figured he had been sleeping in a different room. Hell there were plenty of them.

My peaceful retreat was cut a little short. "Hey bitch!". Ah, Holly. I would recognize her voice anywhere. She also happens to be the only person who would cheerfully call me a bitch. She was a little hoppy with her steps, she was in a good mood. She plopped down next to me on the porch. "Hey", I said softly, turning to look at her. "Where have you been? I haven't seen you in forever.". There was a little edge to my voice. Of course, I was ecstatic to see her. But also, where had she been? Was she avoiding me? "Relax, Cass. Yoongi had to make a business trip, and he took me with him.". My shoulders slumped down, I suppose I can't be mad at her for that one. "What kind of business trip? Actually no, I don't want to know.". She was practically beaming, so I caved. "What has you all hap-". I couldn't finish before she blurted out.

"Happy Birthday!". I furrowed my eyebrows a little bit. It took me a minute. Was it really already my birthday? I must have lost track of time here. The last time I was aware, my birthday was just under a month away. "It's already my birthday?". She nodded her head happily, "Mhm, how's it feel to be old, hm?". I stood up slowly, my knees aching from being in the same position for so long. "Oh shut up, your birthday is literally one month after mine.". I was still a little puzzled. January tenth, already? Also, why is it not completely cold here? Are we in a completely different state. How long was I asleep in that damn car. Even more questions that I will never get answered.

We walked into the house together, arm in arm. Most of everyone was awake and buzzing at this point. It make me want to scoff and go back outside. There's too many people here for comfort. It must be the same case for Holly. She led us right into the living room. I suppose I should say living hall. We sat down on one of the couches in the middle of the room. "So what did I miss while I was gone?". I couldn't help but scoff. "What did you miss? We're stuck in this place, yet another day.". She rolled her eyes, as if I was being childish. "Come on, Cass. This is our home now. Why don't you accept that? It's fucking amazing here.". I wanted to slap the nonsense out of her. I couldn't help but stare at her. She's most definitely going insane. Unless they've done something to her. "Anyways, we'll talk about that later. I have insight on a certain dinner that's being planned for your birthday.".

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I wish I knew how Holly had received her information. I imagine Luke consulted her someway or another. It made it that much more so peculiar to me, that she was so okay with all of this. She informed me of an apparent romantic dinner that Luke was having for my birthday. I knew she was in fact correct when Luke had found me to tell me that he had plans for the evening and what time I should be ready, and then mysteriously floated away. I was more so anxious than confused. I should have been absolutely terrified, planning how I could defend myself. This could be the plan for a number of different ways to hurt me. But for some reason, all I could worry about was what I should wear. I couldn't decipher the mood of this apparent dinner. So I didn't know whether I should wear my normal jeans and a t-shirt, or a dress.

Holly advised me to wear a mix of the two, which made no sense. I stood in my closet for what must have been half an hour. There were so many pieces of clothing around me, that I couldn't even think. I really just picked a few things that looked good, regardless of how they would go together. I chose a black denim pencil skirt that cut of halfway between my thighs and my knees. I also chose a form fitting yellow striped shirt that I tucked into the skirt. I felt weird, getting dressed up. It brought me back to all the times I had wished I could have this with Luke. Maybe not after he's kidnapped me though. "Mhm, that's perfect.", Holly said with her eyes a little wide with excitement as she walked into my room. I trudged over to the body length mirror, and sighed when I saw myself looking back. "What am I doing? Getting dressed to go eat with my kidnapper?". She sighed in disappointment again. "Just chill out dude.". I couldn't help but turn to face her, "What is it with you? Why aren't you as worried as I am? Are they hurting you?". I walked over to her, reaching an arm out. "No, Cassie. They aren't hurting me, this is my home. Eventually you'll see that.". I quickly placed my hands at my hips, rolling my eyes. "Oh yeah, pretty homey when they've kidnapped us.". It was hard for me to believe that she wasn't phased, that she was defending this place. "Come on, Cass. It wasn't like that, and you know it. They didn't kidnap us, they took us from that shitty town where we weren't going anywhere, and they brought us here. They protect us here, they care for us here. And I know they seem like assholes now, but the other girls are actually pretty cool". I didn't even know what to say. Somehow, she was right. I absolutely hated that town, almost more than she did. I didn't have a cozy home to go to. I didn't have support, everyday was the same boring routine. Here, I'm still discovering things. "Besides, you can't tell me it doesn't make your heart race every time you see him. We both know how much it hurt you when he left, now we know he didn't leave. He was on his way.".

We were both laid on the bed, lost in our own thoughts. She was completely right, as much as I hated to admit it. But it was all still hard to welcome in. And there's still so much I want to ask, I just didn't want to push it. She broke the silence, "Just. Please give it all a chance. Give him a chance. You know you want to,". We both sat up, and I looked at her. I'm sure my facial expression was transparent enough, letting her know that some little part of me was caving. Almost as if on a poetic que, there was a knock on the door.

"Knock knock, mind if I come in?". It was Luke, so I immediately jumped up off the bed and smoothed out my skirt. Holly laughed. "Uh yeah , come on in.". God, he was beautiful. He was wearing simple clothes that managed to be dressed up. His button up shirt was black, his sleeves folded up to his forearms. He was wearing semi-tight black pants. He always told me he hated tight fitting clothes, but would consider them for me. I always told him that that type of thing would be cute on him. He remembered.

I was cut off of my train of thought by Holly speaking up. "Well this is where I'm going to head out.". She swiftly got up and scrambled out of the door. Me and Luke both stood there a little silent. "You uh, you look pretty good.", was all I managed to say. "So do you", he softly chuckled and walked over to me. He took my hand in his, bringing it up to his lips and leaving a small kiss. Honestly, if it weren't for the situation, I'd be going absolutely crazy over this. "Happy Birthday, Love.". I couldn't help but crack a small smile.

He led me down stairs, where it seemed as though no one was. I imagine Luke had some part in clearing everyone out. Awfully impressive that he has that power here, although that's more than likely only the start of his power. He walked towards the kitchen, heading out the back door. As soon as I got a glimpse, my mouth dropped wide open. There was a little table in the middle of the huge yard, with two chairs each across from each other. There were candles everywhere. From the ones leading up the walkway and to lone one on the table. There were fairy lights above. A few flowers here and there. It was honestly a scene out of a movie. In fact this is the scene in which prince charming takes the princess to the romantic dinner, and makes her fall in absolute love with him or whatever. He stepped down off of the porch, offering me his hand. "Shall we?".