HIS ADDICTION

23: meeting.

“what do you plan on doing when you get there, you can't just demand for the remaining spies and come back here like nothing happened. Why don't I tag along with a bowl of popcorn since you think this is all a joke!”  Joe raised his hands in exasperation. Damian decided to go on the rescue mission, six of the spies were still being held captive and he needed to ‘settle the dispute’ according to Damian.

“we need a plan dami” Nita said in a voice that screamed concern. After watching the video of the dead spies, I understood how dangerous the situation was. I didn't pray to get into this situation, I had never seen someone die before, I was probably living my life like a walk in the garden. Joe didn't have any problem comprehending the news, the same goes for Ben, Nita and Damian. It took me a lot to calm my beating heart. Those images were placed in my memory and relieving it was like going through a trauma over and over again. So i decided to act like nothing happened which includes ignoring Joe and Nita trying to stop Damian from going to the Vikings alone. Ben also found Damian's idea rediclous but preferred to sit and entertain himself.

“__ plan is not going to work. Do you think with your brain or what?” Joe was saying when I zoned back into the conversation. Ben snorted and raised a brow in a manner that questioned Nita's sanity.

“atleast I am making an attempt unlike you all” she rolled her eyes and left Damian's room.

Apparently we were in Damian's house and I Rather be somewhere else than here.

“i think Damian should go” Ben said with a shrug. Joe stared at him like he just grew two heads.... Scrap that, I was staring at him like he just ate a mountain.

“you think?” Joe glared at him and Ben shrugged him off making Joe glare harder.

“include the remaining gang in this plan. While Damian is inside there, you set back up around the area, get the hostages and get the hell outta there. Simple.” Joe grimaced making Ben frown “what? You got a better idea?”

“your idea is okay but it's not simple. We need someone who is more experienced in this war shit. I mean.... You know what I mean” there was a hunted look on their faces. Damian maintained his poker but his hands were clenched at his side.

“rather than going to their hideout, I think we should ask them to meet us in an open place. Ask those assholes what they want, negotiate and if things don't work out smoothly we involve the police. Simple” I was done sitting around doing nothing. “call up the rest for a meeting at the gang house. I think they deserve to know what going on”

“i can't remember making you our leader” Damian stood up from the wooden chair he was sitting on.

“you have been foolishly oblivious to the fact that these Vikings whoever they are don't play nice. They've got eyes everywhere and that's 1 for them , 0 for us. The earlier you sought this out the better it will turn out for both groups" I stood up straight, filled up with their childish banters and left the room.

I just got off the phone with Tiffany and the rest and they were supposed to meet us at the gang house.  “joe we need to leave now. I don't want to keep the rest waiting”

“they can wait for all I care. Really.” he frowned “why did you have to call these meeting.?”.

“i didn't ask the Vikings to show up all of a sudden" Joe scuffed and walked out of the door. We got to the gang house and everyone was seated but not quietly seated. They were seated in a manner that said one wrong move and we will tear through your throats.

“God has arrived” Ray announced. All heads turned to the door that separated the waiting room from the sitting room. “you call a meeting, put us all in panick mood and then arrive years later". He continued with folded hands. I was shocked for a moment, I expected Nita to bitch, Tiffany was quiet and the rest seemed to want to greet us first rather than reprimand us but I never thought I'd see the day Ray gets to throw sarcasm around.