The rich girl and the bad boy✔

Part 2:

Bryson's pov

It's been a long day I had three of my guys get shot, and our drug supplier got narked on so now I have to find a new one. You see I have the most powerful gang besides the Diablos Rojos. I walk into the bar. I don't need an ID or anything everyone knows me and everyone knows not to piss my off. "Whiskey sour I say and start walking back to my table where the boys are waiting. I'm almost through the dance when some girl bumps into me making me spill my drink on her. 

"Whoops sorry," she says and giggles why she is I have no clue she must be drunk. 

"Whatever Bitch," I say not looking down and definitely not in the mood for anyone's shit today.

 "I'm not a bitch asshole." she spits out. I look at her with surprise but quickly replaced it with a stoic face. Then I start to mutter.

 "First all this gang shit and now some Stupid rich bitch who always gets everything she wants." she freezes and then steps closer to me with a pissed off look. Not going to lie, it's a little bit of a turn on.

 "Excuse me, I'm not a bitch for the second time and I don't get what I want especially right now I'll have you know I'm going through a very hard time right now," she said matter-of-factly.

 "You know princess this would be the part where you realize who I am and run away," I say.

 "No this is the part where you realize I know exactly who you are and I just fucking don't care." she spits out smugly.

 "Your just a snobby rich girl acting out because you're not getting your way." I snap back why am I even entertaining her I should just kill her and get it over with.

 "Well isn't that exactly what you're doing." she counters.

 "Princess," I say the word like it was poison, " You don't know a damn thing about me." I finish gritting out.

 "Don't I though your nothing more than a cliche bad boy you think because you smoke and drink and are a dick to everyone it makes you more important than what you are." she spit back matter-of-factly. 

"Your one to talk princess what happened mommy and daddy cut off your trust fund." I laugh darkly she was starting to getting under my skin and I don't even know why. 

 "No," she says and pauses for a minute and then continues."You know what forget this whole conversation because in the end I don't know you and I'll never have to talk to you again." she finishes and abruptly stands up and walks out of the bar and for some reason I went after her I could hear the boys come after me probably thinking its a gang emergency. 

"Wait princesses I'm..sorry," I say once we are outside.

 "Rosalie," she says and I stand there confused. 

"What?" I ask her and she sighs.

 "My name Its Rosalie." She says. 

"So you forgive me?" I ask not that I even know why I care if she does or not.

 "Sure I forgive you." She says and I give her a slight smile. 

"What's wrong boss," Adam asks from behind me. 

"Nothing guys this is Rosalie, Rosalie this is Adam, Taylor, Eric, and Sean," I say introducing everyone. Adam is my right-hand man and best friend, Taylor is like my third command he's also my best friend I just trust him a little less than Adam. Then there's Eric and Sean there just my regular friends Eric is a computer genius and Sean is great with guns and knives. 

"You go to my school." She says to Adam.

 "Oh I do? Well Rosalie do you know how to shoot a gun?" Adam asks and I elbow him.

 "Oww that hurt," He says like a little bitch. 

"Umm My friend Amelia Evens taught me to once." She says sadly causing us to all to look at her in shock. Amelia's in our gang but she's moving to Cali. I wonder if she knows.

 "How does Amelia know how to shoot a gun?" I ask her to see. 

"I don't really know but she said it would be fun so I went and seriously I'm a great shot or so she says she's my best friend. My mom and dad aren't big fans though because she's not rich and she's a bad influence." she finishes with a scoff and Adam was the first to speak up.

 "So how good of a shot are you."

 "I don't know, you'll have to find out someday but I really need to get home here give me your number." She says and I notice she's looking at me so I give her my number so do the boys and she goes to her car and drives off 10 minutes later we're back in the bar and our phones go off so we look at our phones. Now you have my number too:) -Rosalie. The boys and I chuckle and start drinking some more. A couple of hours later we got a text from my dad about an attack and leave.