Meetings / Chapter 24

It was dramatic, overly dramatic. All of it.

I kind of stared. I knew she wasn't a gang leader. She couldn't be.

Then why the fuck is she here?

Um. Not sure at the moment, sorry.

Was their more to all this kidnapping shit, besides pissing off Case?

"Why are you here?" I snapped,

She blinked, kind of looking at me. I could tell she was furious, but she just stared.

"Well?" I pressed, my arms were crossed over my chest.

She blinked again. Then moved swiftly towards me,

I flinched and brought my hands in front of my face, cringing away.

She never touched me though, Gloria stopped halfway through the move, standing in front of me with a smirk plastered on her face.

She just wanted to see if I'd flinch, if I'd cower.

"Still scared?" She smirked at me.

My fists were clenched tightly, I didn't know what to do,

"Answer me." I finally demanded,

"Why did you leave?" She asked

"Um, first off, your a fucking BITCH-" oh that felt so wonderful to say, the anger that blazed in her eyes made me smirk, "and second, answer me."

She put on a face I knew well, her victim face, her lips pouted and she slumped her shoulders,

"I missed you." She said, "my only daughter-" I was quick to cut her off,

"Are we fucking done here? I'm ready to leave!" I called to the people outside the door,

She rolled her eyes, "That won't work."

"You hired a gang to find me?" I asked angrily.

"Well I'm engaged to the leaders father-"

"Poor him." I injected, she continued as though I hadn't spoke,

"And he mentioned it, and I was so shocked to figure out that you were the one they were after!" She laughed

"So...?" I urged.

"You never told me you had a boyfriend." She smirked.

I blinked, "Um, because I don't."

How many times do I have to say that? Like how many fucking times?

She just smiled, "I hope they hurt you."

"I hope you burn in hell." I shot back.

Swift as ever, she slapped me across the face.

I bit my lip so I wouldn't whimper in pain, my hand went to my cheek, covering it.

Just like old times huh mom?

"Ahh, must I teach you how to act again?" She hissed.

I didn't reply, hating the fear I felt. Why was I so scared? It was horribly familiar, making me want to hide under something like I did when I was younger.

The door opened and I looked over quickly,

"Ok, I said five minutes. Times up." Said a girl about 18, she had one hand on her hip, leaning against the doorframe looking bored.

Badass.

That's my one word to describe her,

From the black combat boots to the choker necklace she wore, it was obvious she was just that.

Her hair was cut short in a 'fuck life' kind of pixie cut that i'd always wanted, but Harley would never let me get. It was shaved at the sides, with blue streaks mixed in with her dark brown hair.

She chewed gum and glanced over me looking uninterested. As she turned her head, the light shone on her face and I could see piercings lining her ears, she had a side piercing on her nose that Harley also forbid me to get.

It didn't look weird and goth when she wore them though, it was just kind of chill.

She was on the smaller side, only a bit taller than me. Skinny too,

But God, she was fucking terrifying. She had a gun strapped to her belt, and I could see she had a knife in the pocket of her leather jacket, all Gang Leaders had to have the leather jacket right?

I wasn't supposed to, I know, but I kind of liked her. She was that girl you passed in the halls and wanted to be.

Well the girl I passed in the halls and wanted to be.

Gloria looked about to argue but seemed to think better, she walked out past the girl without even looking at me.

The girl chuckled, "Your moms a bitch."

"I'm well aware. Thanks though."  I replied, looking the girl up and down.

She smirked, "Tired of this place yet?" She wasn't exactly mocking, but..

"Um, yeah."

"I'm Dani." Said Dani,

I nodded. "I think you know my name."

"I do." Dani smiled, "Don't worry Alex, Woods will show up soon."

"And then what?" I looked at her curiously,

She sighed, "Well, hopefully he'll just cooperate-"

"With what?" I asked.

"You know money and stuff."

"Why don't you just tell him that? Instead of making him come here?"

"Oh, one of these guys has a grudge and is just trying to make Woods miserable. You think it's working?" She asked, actually sounding curious.

I shrugged, actually being curious.

Dani walked closer to me, "So do you guys like have a thing?"

I groaned, "Oh my God. No. No we don't." I said for the millionth time.

She chuckled, "Right, of course not. I wouldn't recommend." She said, glancing at her nails.

I blinked. "Recommend..?"

"Dating him. I mean like he's ok-"

"Wait you dated him?" I frowned, this bothered me for some reason.

She nodded. "Yeah. It was like two months. Not a big deal." Her tone implied it really wasn't a big deal. So I decided to drop it,

Haha, yeah right Alex.

Shut up, no one likes you.

"Yeah ok.." I mumbled, "So um...what is this about?" Translation: Why do I have to talk to you

"Well, I wanted to look at the girl I had kidnaped, plus your mom wouldn't shut up." She said.

"Why is she here?" I was wondering if their stories matched up.

"She's got a thing with Shane's dad." Dani answered, seeming uninterested.

Shes not interested in much, I noted.

I nodded, "right of course." My mother was such a slut.

She smirked, "Well, nice to meet you Alex," she held out her hand to shake, and so I shook her hand, seriously confused.

"Yeah." I replied,

"Sorry you had to get mixed up in this, I'll try to make them go easy on you." I honestly couldn't read her expression,

It was teasing, but not in a nice way, and not in a mean way. She just seemed amused with me. So I nodded, even though she was already half out the door.

Case's P.O.V.

"There's no one here." Harley mumbled,

"God, really?" I asked sarcastically.

He frowned "I just though I should clarif-"

"Just shut up. Look for clues." I ordered,

Harley groaned and looked around, I did the same, opening drawers and looking under the couches of the abandoned old house,

I cringed as a rat ran out from under the couch. Glaring at it, I stood back up and walked to the kitchen.

The house fit well into the stereotype of  'creepy abandoned house'.

Everything was faded brown, from the couch to the walls to the floor to the counter, it looked as though someone had just tinted everything brown.

It looked like that house from UP. Before the guy fixed it up and flew to Canada or wherever.

"Case is this anything?" Harley called from a different room.

I wanted to tell him no, because I was in the middle of remembering that movie.

But I walked over to him, the floor creaking under my feet, and took the white paper he held.

A lease. For a wearhouse.

"Smart...." I mumble, 'Temporary. Cover their tracks. Makes it harder for us, exactly what they aimed for. I've gotta remember that."

They were smart. Yeah...someone smarter than Shane had to be in charge of this.

"Good job Harley..." I nodded.

He smiled a little. "So...so it's like the receipt?"

"Something like that.." I read over the address "damn this is far."

He nodded in response. "Should we.."

"Go. Yeah. Let's go." I said, walking out of the house, glad to be leaving.

I glanced at my phone, frowning since whoever this leader was wouldn't reply to my text, which asked what they wanted.

I groaned and put the cracked phone back in my pocket, getting in the car and starting it. Harley got in and I drove off, heading to base.

"Were going to pick up some backup." I figured the reason why was self explanatory.

He kind of nodded.

And that's how we got here. On the way to Nevada. It wasn't that far out of California, and not that far into Nevada. But I guess the South/Westside was really trying to stay hidden.

That, or it was for something else, and we were merely distracting ourselves.

I hope not.

It had been a little under an hour, and mainly my guys had been grilling Harley.

Poor guy. He kept stuttering and didn't know how to reply to anything.

I was waiting for him to snap,

LEAVE ME THE FUCK ALONE!

I had a feeling it would be awhile before he ever shouted out that though, as he was a bit of a softie.

"U-Um I'm 18..." he replied another one of the questions, not really looking at anybody as he spoke.

"18? How many girls have you dated?" Asked another guy, smirking.

"I-I...um.." he kind of shrugged.

Poor guy.

My hands were gripped around the steering wheel, I was trying to improve our plan, trying to think what room Alex would be in, trying think of ways to insure her safety.

Let's just say it, I was scared. I was afraid she'd be hurt, I was afraid they had done horrible things to her, I was afraid they had been crueler than I could fathom.

And well, the prospect of that terrified me.

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