Today was a quiet day. Everyone was gone except one guy I didn't know. They always left someone at the house to guard it I guess. As for me I am taking the time to look around the house. All I know is upstairs there are rooms, and downstairs a kitchen and living room, and a huge dining room. I wanted to see what else was in the basement.
I've been laying in bed all day enjoying the comfort of the warm blankets. I crawled out and slumped over to the mirror. My black hair was a mess and my face was bare. I put on leggings and a crop top. I also put my hair in a messy bun and put on a small amount of makeup. I looked cute I guess.
I grabbed my phone and then walked downstairs. It was weird when the house was quiet. It was usually loud and busy, now it was calm. When I lived at home I took for granted the peace that my house would bring. I always wanted to leave and get out. I regret that with every bone in my body.
When I arrive at the basement I go into the same room as before. There are three oak doors. I opened the first one and let out a yelp when a broom fell on me. I wasn't interested in the supplies room sorry. I don't do well with cleaning.
I try to turn the door knob of the next room but it's locked. I note that in my head and then move on. I want to know what's in it so I'll ask someone later. The last door opens into a huge room. A gym of some sorts. The floor is padded and has various weights and exercise devices. I was in shock by the size of the room. It was clean and organized. Not bad Cody. He ran a good house. Everything was pretty clean now that I thought about it.
I saw punching bags lined on one of the walls. It reminded me of when me and my dad would work out at the gym together.
"You can hit harder then that Tal!" my dad screams in my ear. I hit the bag harder. I put my entire body weight into it.
"There you go, let it out kid" he says with a proud look on his face. After a few minutes I stop. I wipe the sweat from my forehead.
"You're a strong woman Talia. Don't ever forget that" my dad says taking my hand wraps from me.
I snap out of the memory. I feel a tear slide down my cheek. I miss you dad. I set my phone down on a shelf and find the hand wraps in a basket. I wrap my hands and knuckles and then look at the punching bag. My parents are gone. I hit the bag making it go back a little bit. They will never come back. I hit it again with more force. I feel the force in my hands. A familiar feeling that I missed. You told them you hated them. I hit the bag twice. The tears started sliding down my face. I stood in stance and kept hitting. They died looking for you. I could feel the skin bruising on my knuckles. Was it worth it?! My tears slid down my face and onto the floor. The bag came back and forth. I hit it as hard as I could. Jake never loved you. I took off the wraps and hit the bag without them. You live in a house where the leader hates you. I felt my skin tear on my knuckles. You like Coby! Wait, what? I stopped hitting the bag. I do not like Coby, he hates me. I hit the bag fast punch after punch. I start sweating so I take off my shirt leaving me in a sports bra. Your parents thought you didn't love them. I hit harder and harder. I dont know for how long. My attention was only diverted when I saw someone standing by the door. I looked at the man up and down. Leather jacket, blue eyes, black hair, hot body. How long was Coby watching me? When he saw me looking he glared. He looked pissed. He ran a hand through his hair and then stomped out of the room. What the hell did I do?
About half an hour later I stopped. My knuckles were bleeding and I was in desperate need of a shower. I cleaned up my mess and then left the gym. It was about five in the afternoon. Not a lot of people were downstairs. No one I really talked to anyways. I walked up the stairs and started down the hallway. I saw Coby about to pass me. He shot me a glare and then tried to walk past me.
"What the hell is your problem Coby?" I asked him, frustrated. When he looked at me I automatically got self conscious. My hair was a mess and I was sweaty.
"Why do you care?" he growled looking at me. His eyes didn't leave mine.
"Well, I tend not to appreciate it when people stomp around and glare at me" I retort. He seems taken back by my response. Then he shocks me. He grabs my neck and pushes me against the wall. His grip tightens and he pushes. I feel myself starting to lose my breath. I try to grab his arm but he is way stronger than me.
"Don't talk back to me Talia'' he says in a deep quiet voice. He says my name like it's laced in venom. I can't breath and he notices that. Something clicks in his dark blue eyes and he removes his hand.
"What the hell Coby" I scream coughing. He turns his head to look at me and then smirks.
"I thought you could take care of yourself. Oh wait you can't" and then with that he turns around and stomps down the stairs. I knew Coby was bipolar but not aggressive. I wasn't scared of him, but I'm definitely more curious.
I sulk back to my room and slam the door. I can't hold it in anymore. I slide down my door and start crying. Why do I have to be here? Why do I have to live with a gang? Why did my parents have to die? I just wanted to go back in time and be at home.
"Hey Tal, you're racing tonight" Jake smiles at me.
"I thought I was riding with you tonight love?" I respond to him. He smirks and flashes his forestry eyes at me.
"Baby you can ride all night long" Jake responds stepping closer and putting his hands on my waist.
"Only if I get something out of it" I play kissing his lips.
How did I not see I was getting played? Jake is dead to me now.
I walk in through the door quite.
"Where the hell were you!" my dad roars from the kitchen. I flinch at his voice. He walks closer to me until we are inches apart. His breath smells like vodka. I don't answer his question and he grabs me by the neck. Using his other hand to take a glass shard to my arm. I cry out in pain.
Coby just choked me like my dad used to. It sends shutters down my spine. Will I ever escape? I get up from the floor and walk into the bathroom. I turn on the shower and then get in. I watch the blood from my hands mix into the water. I wash my body from the sweat and then get out. I get into sweat pants and a tee shirt and then sit on my bed. I grab my phone and see a message from Isaac three minutes ago.
'Pool?' it reads.
'Sure be down in a couple' I respond. I change into my black strappy bikini and then put on a big shirt. I walk outside to see Isaac already in the water.
"Hey sis" he greets. I put all my stuff down in a chair and then take off my shirt. I dip my feet in the water. It was cold but not unbearable. I was getting used to it when suddenly I was completely submerged in the water. I resurfaced to see Seth in swim trunks laughing at me.
"Bastard!" I shout laughing. I look at him for a minute. He has a tattoo on his chest of a cross and the name 'Lily' written under it. I want to ask but I feel like it might bring back memories. That's one thing I have learned here. Everyone has a reason they are here and not all of their stories are pretty.
Seth jumps into the pool splashing me and Isaac. We laugh and swim around for a while. I look up at the sunset admiring its beauty. I look up at the house and see someone standing in one of the windows. Coby looks down at me. He's wearing a look I haven't seen yet. It almost looks like regret but I know the monster cant feel anything.
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Finding The Gang Leaders Heart
RomanceAfter her parents die Talia has to live with her brother, who happens to be part of a gang. Everyone is nice except their leader... Coby. He says she can't take care of herself but everyone knows she can. Does he just want to be the one to take care...