Choices

Chapter 21

Yeah... I tried to go to bed after that last chapter... but I said na fam... so here's another chapter for tonight! Not as long though! Although if you enjoyed it I'll do more. The song is Dynasty by MIIA

(Hopes POV)

     The guys wouldn't even talk to me, let alone look at me. They acted like I was a bomb and if they looked at me they would die. Did I really react that badly to it? At least I'm not paralyzed, maybe it's because I had one dosage instead of several. Del, Brian, Moo, and Basically silently played pool while Evan was in his office. Craig, Nogla, Lui, and Wildcat sat on the couch across from me, except Craig who was sitting on the other end of mine. 

     I was laying down, funny enough exhausted from sleeping, although I don't know what I went counts as sleeping. Wildcat glanced over at me, rolled his eyes, and looked back at the game going on.

     "What's your deal with me? Honestly, what did I ever do to you for you to hate me so much?" I sat up but my muscles screamed at me not to. It felt like I worked out every part of my body for hours.

     "Because ever since little miss perfect showed up our fearless gang is toppling over itself because some dudes want to get in her pants. We should've just left you with Wolf Syndicate, I for one wouldn't have cared if you died or not from them." He says. 

    Brian moves the pool stick so it's behind Wildcat and yanks it back as hard as he can, hitting him in the chest. I throw my hands over my mouth to prevent myself from laughing. Wildcat grabs the pool stick from Brian and breaks it over his knee, tossing the two pieces to Brian. A couple of the guys start to laugh as Wildcat gets up and is ready to fight. Brian throws his hands up in defense but still has a smirk on his face.

    "Are you really going to fucking fight me over that. I think it's time to get the old anger issues checked out buddy." Brian says, still smirking. I start to laugh moving my hand from my mouth.

     "You know what, tell Evan I went home and to text me if he needs me." He walked down the stairs and a few moments later the clubhouse door open and closed. 

     I look over at Evan's office, the blinds are closed shut and his door probably locked. He's been in there for over an hour now. I get up from my spot and walk towards the door.

     "He won't talk to you, not after what we all experienced," Delirious said behind me.

     I go up to the door and surprisingly it's not locked. I look back at the group of guys as they continue on with their game. I open up the door and quietly slip in, making sure to close it behind me. I look at Evan and see him staring ahead, completely spaced out, looking almost dead inside.

     "Evan, are you okay?" I ask him sitting down in the chair in front of the desk. He knew I was there because he shook his head no. He blinks and looks over at me, his eyes red like he's been crying.

     "How... did you make it look so easy?" He asks me. I look down at his desk and see a single small syringe. The rest on the floor crushed, the liquid seeping through the carpet.

     "Evan why did you-" He mindlessly hands me a notepad, covered in his handwriting.

     "I had to go through what you went through. I couldn't let you go through THAT alone. I tested it out myself because I know I'm not scared of anything, but I guess I have one fear." He wipes at his eyes although no tears are falling down. "Read it, it's the one dream that I had." He sits back in his chair and crosses his arms, going back to staring into space. I look down at his scribbles and read.

     I was back at Wolf's home base. I knew something was wrong because none of the guys were with me. I was going in on a mission that I didn't even know exactly. I walked in, gun in hand, and just saw all the bodies of the Wolf's stacked up like a pyramid. I walked away from them, this wasn't what I was looking for. I went into a room and just felt guilt all over me. All of my friends, all of the guys, my gang all scattered around the room lifeless, blood still pouring out of them. I looked up and there she was, at the brink of death looking at the lifeless bodies with me. I ran over to her and held her in my lap. In my mind, I completed my mission, but this... didn't feel like a mission. This felt like some freak was having fun in my mind while I watched everyone I loved as a family die. Except I didn't watch anyone die, but her.