Name Game // Luke Hemmings

Chapter 2

It was finally Friday, which means tonight's the night of the big 'Cali party' they have been dying to take me to. First I have to face school.

As I was walking through the student parking lot, when I saw a black jeep pull into the parking spot barley missing me. And hopped out all the members of that little gang everyone was scared of. They all jumped out. I let them ahead of me not wanting to get in their way, I don't think anyone did.

Once I got into the school Chelsea, grabbed my arm pulling me to where she was. "Are you ready for tonight?!?" She was practically screaming.

"Yes, tone it down a bit. People are looking!" I laughed. She shrugged it off and started walking with me.

At lunch we discussed all of out plans. They were all coming to my house at 6 and we would leave at 8.

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It was 5:50, and they should be here any minute now. All of a sudden I heard the door bell ring, I went and answered it seeing the 4 girls standing in front of me with clothes and makeup piled up in their hands.

It was 7:45 and we were all heading downstairs to leave. I told my mom I would be staying at Chelsea's tonight, even though we most likely wasn't staying at Chelsea's. She said she'd be too drunk to go home.

When we got to the party all I saw was flashing lights and kids everywhere with cups in there hands. I've never been to a party, so this was a new thing for me. Chelsea handed me a drink, "tonight is going to me great!" She yelled throwing her bottle in the air and chugged the drink down.

Lukes POV

"Alright boys, I need a favor from yall." I spoke up while sitting at the table.

"And what would that be?" Ryan spoke before all of them.

"Kyle is throwing a party tonight, I got another victim that is attending that party. Her name is Chloe Smith."

"I know who that is!" Calum spoke up.

"Okay Calum, you and Ryan go to that party and find her. When you get her, bring her back to me."

"Who suggested her, and how much?" Michael asked.

"It was Rick." Rick was sorta our boss I guess you could say. He's the scariest man you will ever lay eyes on. If you didn't do what he asked of you, he would kill you no hesitation.

"Oh god, how long did he give us?" Michael always hated doing jobs for him, just because Michael was the most scared of dying.

"6 tomorrow morning. He said she better be dead by tomorrow morning, or he's killing us. So Calum and Ryan, hurry."

"Why does he want her dead so badly?" Calum spoke.

"She's with Johnson's crew." The Johnson's have always hated us, and always will. Their leader Brad Johnsons main goal in life was for me to be dead.

"Okay, that's a good enough reason," Calum jumped up and went to the basement.

"Don't kill her there, bring her back here." I yelled loud enough for him to hear.

"I know, but just incase something happens," he cocked his pistol, "I'm ready." He said with a smirk.

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Chloe's POV

As much as I tried to get drunk, it wasn't happening. These drinks were disgusting. It was nasty in here, people kept bumping into me and I just had to get out of here for a while.

I had been walking for a while when I found myself in an alley. I don't know how or when, I don't even know this place enough to get back. I looked around looking for a way out, but there was no way.