Chapter 8

Faline

Apollo was pulling him somewhere. He didn't know where, and he didn't know what the elder was planning. Was this going to end in someone's murder? He hoped it wasn't Apollo's. Or his. 

"You still haven't answered. Where are you? Oh." He pulled Faline into the bathroom, shutting the door with his foot and locking it with his hand. He pushed Faline against the wall. His eyes were serious. "You're killing me." He muttered. Faline smiled. "Emotionally or physically?" He asked, however instead of answering Faline's question, Apollo kissed him, hard. 

Faline kissed back with the same amount of force, the same amount of passion. He used the tule wall to push up on Apollo. The officer lifted him, making Faline wrap his legs around Apollo's hips. His pink hair practically cover his eyes as he looked down at Apollo, holding his face before kissing him once again. 

He smiled when Apollo's hand slowly slid up his shirt, his entire arm wrapping around Faline's bare waist. He grabbed Apollo's arm, breaking the kiss. "As much as I would love to have you fuck me right now, I'm armed." He said, hopping down. He could tell Apollo was breathing hard. 

Faline opened the door and saw a familiar face, shit. 

Apollo

"Armed?" Apollo mumble to himself. Why the hell would KG1 be armed at a club. The only reason that would make sense is if he's hurting someone, but he's not. Cause if he was he wouldn't be in the bathroom with me. 

He watched the Kitty Gang leader open these seemingly. The next moments happened so quickly. He took out a pink and black pistol and pointed it at the person. "What the hell are you doing here?" The pink-haired boy glared at whoever was behind the door. Apollo looked out the doorframe and saw Kiyon, with a gun pointed at his chest, though he seemed relaxed. Why was Kiyon at gunpoint?!

Faline

He took the gun off safety mode, glaring into Kiyon's eyes. "You and I both know I am not here to start trouble," Kiyon said with a shrug. He glanced behind Faline, probably at Apollo, and smirked. "Then you should be on your turf." Faline countered hastily. Faline would have shot him by now if it wasn't for the fact that Apollo was here. 

"Come on, I'm the one who brought Apollo. And another friend." Faline didn't care, not one bit. "The Blue Rose Gang should be on the other fucking side of town. Why the hell are you over here?" Kiyon sighed. 

"I thought we were allies with you pesky cats. We protect you and you protect us. Plus you and Gucci get to be a happy couple." Faline scoffed, pressing the barrel harder into his chest. He could see Kiyon look back at Apollo. "But it seems you have found yourself a new boy toy, Faline. Didn't I see you last-" Before Kiyon could finish that sentence, Faline hit his chin with the barrel of the pistol. 

Kiyon fell to the ground, as Apollo pushed him away from Kiyon. "What the hell is going on? That's my friend from the station." Wait….. Station? Faline stares at Kiyon for a second, frozen before scoffing. "No fucking way. You guys put second in command of a fucking GANG, into your police force." Faline, seemingly shocked, drops the gun and walks off. He walks out of the hall and into the main room. He has to find Leo. 

Apollo

Apollo holds Kiyon up, helping him stand. "What the hell just happened?" He asked, to which Kiyon just shrugged. "Don't know, don't care. Don't believe anything a guy says, he lies as he breathes." Apollo watched as Faline walked off. Apollo didn't know what was going on at all. 

"Tell me the truth. If you don't, you're off the squad. Are you in a gang?" He asked seriously, the question making Kiyon groan. "Yes, I am." Apollo stands up, scoffing and taking a step away from Kiyon. He needed to find Faline and fast. He grabbed the gun, hiding it under his shirt before running out of the hallway. 

He saw a pink-haired boy run out of the club, Apollo following. "Faline!" He yelled, that's when he noticed he was walking with a guy. The two both turned to look at him, though the one in pink walked up to him. "What is it?" He asked, his serious tone making Apollo frown. "What happened back there? Why did you-" The other cut him off. 

"That's none of your business, ok? Bye." He muttered, but Apollo grabbed his arm. "Yess, it is my business cause that's my friend. You're my friend too, and he's a part of the police force." The black-haired boy behind him stared at Apollo, ready to pull a gun. Was everyone here a part of a gang? 

"Leo, step down. Get in the car." Faline muttered. It was refreshing to know his name. "Don't do something you'll regret." He warned, before stepping into the car. Faline looked up at him. "What do you want to know? We have to be quick." Luckily, Apollo had a list of answers for him.