Unity

Prospects Day Out

"Well that was rude." He huffed as unlocked the truck and jumped in it, throwing my door open for me on the inside.

"I'm not a loser."

"Still could of helped me, I was a man down." He grumbled but couldn't remain serious for too long as he began to snicker. I tried to imagine that boy with a gun and just couldn't, god knows what he was doing in a club like this.

He was immature but I liked it, it wasn't an annoying kind of immature like most boys plus I thought a place like this could do with a bit of fun like him to break up all the seriousness. He pressed a button on the dashboard and cheered at the sound that sounded through the speakers.

"Hey Kids!" He shouted. "Do I have your attention? I know the way you've been living. Life's so reckless, tragedy endless, welcome to the family!" He was singing into his left hand while he reversed with the other. He glanced into the rear view mirror before looking at me and handed me his hand as if it were an actual microphone.

"Not long ago you find the answers were so Crystal clear!" I belted out, taking him by surprise as he broke out into a massive grin. "Within a day you find yourself living in constant fear!"

"Didn't take you for an Avenged Sevenfold fan." He commented before putting both of his hands on the steering wheel, his thumbs drumming along to the song against it.

"Can't give too much away." I joked, rolling down the window. It was surprising how much I actually missed being on the back of a bike, something I hadn't done until recently. I missed the wind blowing in my face and having the window open just wasn't cutting it.

"Well where ya wanna eat then kid?" I pulled a weird face. Kid? I'm sure we were near enough the same age.

"Kid?" I asked in disgust.

He chuckled, grinning over at me. "I'm nearly twenty three and Axel told me you haven't even turned twenty two yet. So you're a kid to me."

I scoffed and rolled my eyes. "I'm basically twenty two." I told him, watching as a Harley pulled up beside my window at a red light. "My birthdays in a few days so I may aswell just be twenty two."

"But that's not how it works is it Ava?" He asked sarcastically, his eyes flickering nervously from his rear view mirror to his window. I noticed that there was a Harley beside him too and I recognised their leather jackets. That wasn't an Inferno King Jacket.

"Cain." I warned.

"I know, I know. Don't make it obvious." He whispered, keeping his eyes focused on the cars that were crossing in front of us. "Is your seatbelt on Ava?"

"No."

"Well get it on and hold on." He pre warned me and as soon as he'd heard my seatbelt click into place he'd slammed his foot down onto the accelerator. I screamed as cars honked their horns at us after skipping a red light and swerving through oncoming traffic.

"Are you fucking crazy?" I screamed, not caring that I'd swore at him. He laughed manically, an evil grin spreading across his face as he glanced at me.

"Maybe a little." He joked before turning the corner sharply. "But for real though could you ring somebody?"

I watched him in horror, Ace had really sent me out with an absolute psychopath. A gun shot rang out and I heard a clang from the back of the truck. "Now!" He shouted, his tone becoming deadly serious as he threw his phone into my lap.

I scrolled through his contacts coming across the first club member in his phone and pressing call. It rang for a few seconds and I was about to give up when they finally answered. "What?" An angry voice spoke through the other end and I screamed as another bullet sounded against the metal.