The gangleader and me

Chapter 4

Cassandre POV

This club was INSANE. We came here because La Barge didn't have a good music and we wanted to dance. So Cara proposed us to leave and go to "Crystal". Apparently she knows a guy that can let us in without waiting. Which happened.

So here we are. On the dancefloor, moving to the beat of the music. I have no idea how many shots I took. They just magically appear in my hand and I make them disappear even faster. The alcoohol i starting to work and I feel hotter than I ever did. I motion to Cara, Alex and Louis to inform them that I need some air. They all nod and I walk trough the crowd finally finding a door with EXIT written on it.

I push it and expect to hear the noises of the drunken night but apparently this door doesn't lead to the street but to a dark alley. I sigh and think about it a minute. The cold air is so nice. I inhale sharply and decide to stay in the calm cold night for a minute. I pull a cigarette out of my purse and light it. I take a few bits of it before hearing muffled noises.

I walk a bit to the sound.

"Anybody here ? Are you ok ?" I ask in a whisper.

I see four silhouette of mans. One of them is in front of the three others. I look a bit more closely. I can tell that one of the man is pinched to a wall and held by two other dudes. The first man I saw held out his arm in front of him and shot the one pinched to the wall. He screams in pain. I yelp a little too loudly and quickly bring my hand to my mouth as if this could some the sound from getting heard. But it didn't.

Three heads turned to me. I heard the guy holding the gun saying to his mates I guess to "Take care of it" in a very bossy tone before walking towards me. I walk backwards trying to find the door. I know that I am almost there but instead of finding a door. I bump into something but it's not the door. Before I can turn around to see what it is, I feel two strong hands keeping in place which means facing the bad guy. I try to fight back, to kick him but it is no use. I then remember my cigarette in my hand and I attempt to burn the hand of the guy behind. I almost suceed. But it is snatched from my hand and thrown to the floor. I raise my head to look at whoever did it and my eyes connect with two blue ones. I freeze recognizing Jake and knowing that this is not good.

"Tell Nate to bring the car. I'll take her." h says to the man behind me who loosens his grip over my arms.

That my cue. I turn around as fast as I can to try and get the doorknob. Maybe I can loose him in the crowd of the club. It will buy me a few minutes to call Derek at my rescue. I got it, turn it and try to open the door but it shuts back and a strong hand turns me around to pin me against it. I look at Jake but then my eyes fall to his arms around my head which are blocking me and to his hand which still holds the gun.

I try to control my panic and my tears that are building in my eyes. But one tear falls and he looks at it rolling down my cheek before wipping it. I ear tires. Jake turns his head to see but I stand still. He puts his gun away in the back of his pants and grabs me by the arm. I fight his grip that tightens at every move I take. He pulls up to his het so that I face him.

"Don't fight me Cassie. It's a fight you won't win." he tells me with a smirk building on his lips. This fucking adorable/ sexy smirk really pisses me off. I gather all the courage I still have and kick him as hard as I can in his family jewels with my knee. He lets go of my arm and falls to the floor.

"Think again" I reply. I see the door. It's so close. My way out of this freaking mess. But before I can take a step towards it, I get shoved in the car and then I black out.

Jake's POV

That girl got some nerve. I really didn't see that kick coming but I sure as hell felt it. It took me a few minutes to get up. When I finally did, I climb in the car to find an unconscious Cassie lying next to me. I turn to Tyler and Nate with an interrogating look.