Gang wars, Hot guys and Guns

Chapter 3

  As soon as school finished I made my way towards the car park looking for Christian’s car.

     Spotting his car I headed towards it then stopped as I watched him gather my sister into his arms and crush his mouth down on hers.

        Giving my head an angry shake I told myself that I didn’t care that Christian Garcia meant nothing to me so nothing he did mattered but admittedly it still hurt knowing that I would never be good enough for someone like him.

     Shoving past them I yanked the back door open and threw my bag in before sliding in after it shouting at the kissing couple angrily “cut that shit out and get in the fucking car and take me home.”

      Christian pulled away from Darla and jumped into the car smirking at me while an equally cocky looking sister got into the passenger seat leaning over to press her lips against Christian’s again but at the last minute he turned his head looking at me, our eyes locked together and I found that I couldn’t look away.

      Darla huffing and throwing herself back into the seat had Christian looking away to start the car while I sat there wondering what the fuck happened.

         Getting out of the car when we got home Christian kept glancing down the driveway worry in his eyes and then he grabbed both Darla and I by an arm quickly pulling us inside and slamming the door shut “girls get to your rooms now” he growled flicking the curtain by the door back and glancing outside.

   Darla being the stupid clingy girl she was didn’t hear the warning note in his voice and raced over grabbing his arm “I want to stay down here with you Chris.”

     Christian shoved her away from him pointing an angry finger towards the stairs “stop being such a slut Darla and get upstairs like you were told” he looked at me but I just shrugged and turned and walked upstairs knowing that when the men got like this it usually meant that danger was around.

      Sitting on my bed with my music playing I used my phone to let Harry know that I wouldn’t be able to make it after all then I lay down waiting for the word to say that we were clear to go downstairs.

       There was a knock on my door and Ethan the oldest on my father’s lackeys and probably the closest thing he had to a friend popped his head in “hey Lana I just wanted to let you know that you are right to go downstairs if you want” I nodded giving him a small smile “thank you Ethan I may come down shortly I am just enjoying listening to my music at the moment.”

    Ethan shook his head and chuckled “seriously kid you call that music it sounds more like someone screaming in pain” I laughed with him “maybe they are just constipated” he nodded his grey eyes twinkling “true honey maybe they are, okay well have fun listening to them screaming and I will see you later.”

     My music finished but I quickly hit play again when I heard Darla moaning loudly and it wasn’t the fact that she was moaning that upset me making me turn to the music up as loud as it would go it was the person’s name that she was moaning that bothered me, Christian that was who’s name she was crying out in such pleasure god I hated them both so much.

    Pulling my pillow over my head I concentrated on the pounding music and not what was going on next door to me.

      The pillow was yanked off my head and I opened my eyes to find Christian glaring down at me “turn that crap down now” I shook my head glaring up at him “no it stays loud so I don’t have to hear you and Darla having sex” he raised his eyebrows a small smirk playing across his lips “jealous Lana West?” I shook my head pulling the pillow back over my head “nope I just don’t like hearing my sister’s love life played out every damn night.”