Choices

Chapter 64

Enjoy this hilarious chapter! Figured we needed a little bit of humor in these dark times of Choices. The song is U-RITE by THEY (Rynx Remix)!

(Hopes POV)

"Let me be the first one to say... this is a really hostile environment," I say as I look at the wall.

The only way I can even be in the same room as Evan is if I stay looking at the wall, turned away from everyone. We all had our pistols loaded with the leftover sleep darts from when Jordan's gang came to the warehouse and just left the pistols.

"Well it's either this or you or I go into a separate room and talk with the walkie. So quit complaining." Evan says. I start mocking him which made Holly laugh next to me.

"I liked it better when you were choking me to death," I say. Brian scoffs as he turns to look at me.

"I bet you did you fucking kinky bastard, now hush." Brian turns to look at Del and Evan again.

"Look, I wanna know why the hell you didn't fucking shoot Jordan when you had the chance. One less person to deal with during this gang war." Craig says. Yeah, why didn't Marcel or Jon shoot Jordan?

"My hands were a literal full. Del and I were helping Brain and Evan out of the basement which required both hands. If there were more of Jordan's or James's guys upstairs, we would've been dead because our guns were strapped to us." Marcel says.

"Not to mention the mission was to get in and out of there with Hope and the two of them. I wasn't going to kill one and all of a sudden all of these guys come out nowhere and swarm the four of us." Jon says. The room grows quiet as I wait for someone to respond.

"Wait... did no one run into James or Seth? Just Jordan?" Lui asks behind me. Again the room is silent, meaning no.

"Those two were at the mansion, Seth injected me with this shit and just bolted out of the door," Evan says. I bring my hands to my mouth and gasp.

"This was their plan all along, it has to be. Hear me out." I say. Brian and Holly turn to look at me and I assume everyone else is looking at the back of my chair waiting for my response.

"Why do you think Jordan brought me back here? He had to of known I was going to tell you guys where I was at and what all he's done to me. He knows Brock would've dug deeper into finding out where they were because... they wanted to be found. They knew you guys were going to attack them, that's why they hid, that's why Jordan just let you guys go, this is his plan. Seth gave that shit to Evan because... well.... we're each other's weaknesses, to say the least. Guy's this thing is just getting started, we're only just at the beginning of this." I brush my hair back as the realization hit me as I was talking.

"Holy shit... she's... she has to be right. I can't think of anything else that would be a logical explanation," Craig exclaims. I look over at Brian as he gives me a scared look.

"I don't WANT her to be right, that's the thing." Evan groans out. I agree with him, if I'm right and this is only the beginning, then the future's only going to get worse.

"You guys just HAD to go to war with a dude who knows more about our own brains then we do ourselves," Ryan yells out. I let out a quick chuckle.

"Yeah, thanks a lot Evan." Brock teases.

"And don't go saying it's not your fault, because it is. I was there at the party just like everyone else." David chimes in.

"Enough everyone. Yes, my fault I get it, we need to start thinking of some gameplans to take out everyone in both the Rolling Crips and Wolf Syndicate, no survivors." Evan says. And now time for a nap because planning fucking sucks.