chapter 4!

"What do you mean mission? What is this? Scooby doo?"

I was in shock, first they hold me hostage, second they make me join this cult type thing and now they're making me get my hands dirty.

I'm just a barista...

"Not quite peaches, we don't do many, but we do the basics like robbing banks, car jacking etc..."

Robbing banks? Basics? If that's basics then what's advanced?

"What's in it for me?"

"oh! Just the pride and joy of having the privilege to work with us!"

Connor does a fake curtsey, sarcasm riddled in his voice.

"Just what i always wanted! I can sleep better at night now that I will have some pride and joy!"

Connor glares at you.

"Maybe you could sleep better with Amare."

dick.

Seeming as Amare wasn't there, it made this situation ten times more uncomfortable. I somewhat rely on this boy to protect me from the rest of the group, now he was knocked out on the bed. Today did a full one eighty.

"So peaches. I've seen you found the plan on the coffee table, so here's how it goes. We gonna do a drugs raid."

Alarm bells rang in your head, this was far more severe than you could have ever imagined.

"The opposing gang on the other side of town has promised us 1kg + of weed. And they went back on their word, cant keep a promise, cant keep a life."

"You're not saying what I'm thinking right?"

Goosebumps pricked up at my skin, these boys were on a new fucking level of psycho and for what? Weed? You can grow that shit in a garden.

"Oh yes peaches. Some people about to kiss goodbye to life."

Oh god how the fuck did I get caught in this mess

Currently you were smushed in the back of a van with Amare asleep on your shoulder, still delirious from the beating he received, Leo on the other side trying to touch your thigh but failed as you elbowed him in the balls, Lewis trying his best to drive but inevitably getting us lost. The rest of the members were either smoking or sleeping.

"Lewis if you get us lost one more time I will shove this gearstick up your arsehole. Got it?"

Connor complained between gritted teeth. Sometimes he wondered why he hired this boy, Lewis shakily nodded his head as he couldn't bring himself to talk. He really didn't want a gearstick going up there.

As we twisted around some bends I soon realised we were in that part of town, you know that town when you were little, your parents said do not go there....yeah you were here.

Amare, barely awake but conscious enough to see your discomfort he patted your hand softly. You smiled back but then probably realising this was his game that he was playing, you wanted to trust him with all your heart but after what Lewis said...it might not be possible.

"Okay are we all aware of the plan?"

Connor asks out, we all hummed back in response so it gives him one less thing to worry about.

this was the plan:

• in groups of three we all head towards the house in different directions, blocking off every exit.

• Connor and Sam will take the lead as they are the most "violent"

• Once we get the thumbs up, we storm in, Blake and Nathan head straight to the basement to find the drugs while the rest take out the gang.

• and then we run.

Lewis begins to slow the car down into the designated getaway spot, this was it. It was about to happen.

"Okay everyone. Let's fucking do this."

Connor announces, everyone begins unbuckling seatbelts, I help Amare. Is he even in the right state to be doing this mission?! I see people grabbing guns and knives, as you were still an innocent girl and quite frankly shitting yourself; you grabbed a baseball bat.

"Okay, Me and Sam go through the front, Blake, Nathan, Jason and Leo you go through the back, Lewis, Amare and peaches go through the side. Lewis, make sure Amare doesn't start fucking y/n, them two are inseparable."

Amare lazily lifts his middle finger.

The six of them all creep out of the car and head towards the house, the three of us still trying to help a woozy Amare out.

"If anyone's gonna fuck up this mission it's Amare..."

Lewis chuckles and I agree, it was better if we left him in the car but then we was a sitting duck if one of the opposing gang members saw him.

"Hey peaches, stay with me and you'll be safe okay?"

You nodded, nerves were swallowing you up inside, you couldn't believe you were about to get involved in gang wars with some dudes you've known for barely a week. It would sound like the worst lie ever if you told anyone this story in years to come.

A few minutes later as Amare was an effort to drag, you made your position at the side of the door, now you wait.

Minutes ticked by, it was tantalising. Your ears were perked waiting for the battle cry. Peering through the window you saw Connor hunched over behind the kitchen counter just inches away from the enemy.

I watched him with an eager eye, his head just poking over the surface, his gun followed. He aimed at the unsuspecting victim sitting on the couch watching football. Not knowing this would be the last breath he took. His fingers tightened around the trigger, Connor took one last glance to make sure his aim was perfect...and...

boom

"NOW."

Connor cried, taking cover as the enemy poured into the kitchen. Blake and Nathan were seen running into the basement, Sam had his knife buried deep in someone's stomach, Leo and Jason were hiding behind the couch and shooting at any one they saw.

"Peaches, let's go."

Lewis dropped Amare on the ground, he was basically crawling for cover; he grabbed my arm and ran me into the dining room where he shoved me under the table. I screamed as the vision of dead bodies dropped beside me was getting very real.

Lewis began shooting at the opposing side, all they needed to do was hold off the enemy while Nathan and Blake got the drugs, then they could go and never return. Minutes went on and the shooting wasn't seizing, Amare, now fully conscious but boy was he confused.

"HOW THE FUCK DID THIS HAPPEN?"

He screams and dives for cover behind a curtain. It was questionable.

"AMARE, BEHIND YOU!"

A member of the other side was creeping up behind him in the curtain, a second later and he fell onto the ground. Dead. You sighed in relief that Amare was quick enough.

As the mission got more intense, vases were smashing, windows were shattering and people were dying; surprisingly no one on our side was injured...yet.

A sudden yell from the basement door was one we've all been waiting to hear.

"DRUGS SECURED. I REPEAT. DRUGS SECURED."

Blake held the bag up in triumph, like a little kid who got his dream present on Christmas morning.

"TEAM ABORT. ABORT."

Connor demands, we all scramble out from our cover to see the destruction we caused, bodies lay messily everywhere. However not everyone was dead just yet. As I crawled out from the table a guy who was lying in wait fired at me; hitting me straight in the leg. I tumbled to the ground.

"MAN DOWN."

Lewis came sprinting back to me.

"I-I'm a fucking woman d-dumbass!"

I forced out, blood poured out of my leg, the pain was like no other, and I thought period cramps were the worst pain, Lewis held my body in his arms, his hand applied pressure to my wound. The members flooded back in, Sam obviously killed the perpetrator and he joined the crowd.

"Haha peaches is bruised."

"Not now Blake."

Amare hisses, he crouched down next to me and Lewis and his hand also applies some pressure.

"Nathan Go to the bathroom and see if there's a first aid kit, Connor take out any more fuckers you see."

They obeyed, for now, he was in charge.

"Y/N, look at me, this is gonna hurt just for a little bit okay? We're gonna get you patched up."

Your head drifted back and forth as you fought the urge to black out onto Lewis, your vision was clouded but not enough to spot something missing.

Out of the nine of you there, only eight of you were present.

"W-wheres Leo?"

You breathed out, the boys all look around and realised that Leo was not there.

"Sam, go look for him."

Lewis ushered, Sam races out of the living room to go look for his buddy.

He's gonna be fine...right?"

Was all you could think, surely Leo must've heard the commands and he would've been outside with us. Maybe he took another exit... or maybe-

"GUYS."

Sam rushes back in, his face a sickly pale shade, he looks like he's seen a ghost.

"What?"

We all question in unison. Sam gulps.

"Leo...he's dead..."

to be continued...