Choices

Chapter 8

The song is Pretty Little thing by Too Close To Touch!

(Hopes POV)

     Dressed in my new "gang" outfit, with my bandana covering half of my face, Craig drives back to Sandy Shores. Ever since last night, he hasn't said anything to me. I tried to talk to him but he ignored what I had to say. It made if for a long, quiet car ride. Does he regret what happened last night? Did Evan enforce some sort of rule that no one can touch me first until he does? I sigh and lean my head on the window and closed my eyes, playing back what happened last night. My heartbeat picking up again as it all replays in my head like a movie.

     The car comes to a stop and I open them back up as I see we're already back at the clubhouse. I sigh as Craig parks the car and gets out, letting me out as well. He tightly holds onto my arm as we walk to the door, a red Entity XF being the only other car here, I guess it's one of Evan's many cars since this wasn't here yesterday when Craig and I left. 

     Craig opens the door to the clubhouse and lets go of my arm as he closes the door behind him. Evan stands a couple feet away from the door, arms crossed. I watch as he looks me up and down and raises an eyebrow for a second.

     "So, this is what you look like when you're going to go fucking kill someone. Glad that you did, I have no idea how today is going to go today," he points to Craig behind me, "by the way, did you fucking forget the time or something? It's almost 10, everyone else is going to get here soon." Evan walks up to me, towering over me.

     "I have to talk to you privately about what's going to happen today," Evan says. I roll my eyes and begin to walk up the stairs to his office.

     "I don't know what the fuck you did to her, but she's not going back to your place. She looks MISERABLE Mini." Evan raises his voice as I hear him go up the stairs. 

    I sit on the couch next to the desk and cross my arms as I wait for Evan. I can barely hear one of them talk to the other. I can only guess what it's about. I looked at the clock on the wall as it read 9:47 in the morning. I sat there for a few more minutes lost in my thoughts when Evan yelled, "I MADE MY RULE CLEAR ABOUT HER OKAY! IT DOESN'T MATTER IF NOTHING HAPPENED! I DON'T WANT YOU AROUND HER!" With that Evan stormed into the office and slammed the door shut. He took a deep breath as he ran his hand through his black hair. He sits down at the chair in front of the desks and leans in.

     "Did he touch you at all last night? Yes or no." He says still sounding pissed. I stand up and point my finger at him.

     "First off, I'm not one of your fucking pets okay?! No, he did not touch me last night, other than to keep me from running away by having his hand holding onto my arm. And second," I pushed him back in his chair hard enough to make him fall back, "I'm my own fucking person, You. Do. Not. Control. ME! I'M NOT FUCKING SCARED OF YOU!" I yelled at him. He gets up and grabbed onto the collar of my hoodie and actually lifts me up a little off of the ground. His chocolate brown eyes met my steel blue ones as he gets in my face.

    "I'll make you scared of me do you understand? I can make it too where not even Brian remembers who you are. And until this heist is over and we get our money, I will control you and what you will do." He darkly says to me as he drops me back to the ground. 

     He continues to look at me before a smirk appears on his face. That made me pissed as I slapped him as hard as I could across the face to get rid of that smirk. It worked, he held his cheek as he stormed out of the office and slammed the door behind him. I heard a lock click as he stormed away. Now I'm locked in here, great. I heard more voices start to come from outside the office. I fall back down on the couch and look up at the ceiling, at least it's better than being locked in the room from before. More yelling started to surface outside.

     "THE RULE STILL STANDS! DO I MAKE MYSELF CLEAR?! NO ONE IS TOUCHING HER AT ALL ANYMORE! I DON'T CARE IF YOU ACCIDENTALLY BUMP INTO HER! NO. ONE. IS. TOUCHING. HER!" Evan yelled out of pure anger.

     "HOW ABOUT YOU STOP TRYING TO GET INSIDE HER PANTS AND ACT LIKE A FUCKING ADULT!" Wildcat yelled. 

     I could hear banging at the front door from all the way in the office. The yelling subsided and all was quiet except the banging. Once it stopped, it was just pure silence until I heard running up the stairs and the office door unlocked. Brian opened the door and looked inside, a smile coming onto his face.

     "I remember that look on ya. It still looks good on you, but Evan wants everyone in the heist room. Trevor is here and it looks like we're getting this thing started." Brian says. I get up from the couch and out of the office.

     "Lead the way Terroriser." I smile at him as he walks toward the stairs again.

     We go into the large heist room by the stairs and stand next to Brian as he closes the door behind him. Trevor looks back at us.

     "If you want your fucking money you have to get closer you two!" He yells. 

     Still the same uncle Trevor I grew up with. I get up to the front of the room as one of his friends starts putting pictures up and writing descriptions next to them. Trevor looks at me as he starts walking to me. All eyes were on me now, of course. It's my job to make sure that they get this heist, how could I forget. I pull down my bandana as he looks at me. He stops walking and stares at me now.

     "Holy shit, I see your following in mine and your father's footsteps here. Still the stubborn girl I see." He laughs as he brings me in for a hug, I start to laugh and hug him back.

     "I'll fucking say," Evan says to Wildcat. Trevor lets go of me and looks at me again.

     "Look, they know about us and they want this heist so that's why I'm here so just like give it to them?" I ask rather than tell. He turns and goes to the whiteboard as he starts laughing.

     "Oh, I'll give it to them alright," he looks at each of them, "first off, I am not a drug dealer alright! We are just recycling these drugs! Adding more value to them! That's what you guys are going to be doing! Ron whiteboard!" He yells. He points to the first picture and description.

     "We're going to take a few bricks of cocaine from these frat boys on their yacht. Next, we're gonna take some of the Vagos's molly pills from their trash. Then you're going to sneak in and take the MC'S pills. OR HOWEVER, YOU WANT TO DO IT! WHEN YOU DO, YOU BRING IT TO RON SO WE CAN GET THIS HEIST GOING! COME ON LET'S GO!" He yells to the other two guys while storming out of the room and out of the building.

     "Some uncle you got their Hope." Wildcat looks over and says to me.