The Gangleader's Princess

Too Close

So I recently lost my best friend of three years and maybe it will add some more inspiration to my writing but let's just hope it doesn't get down right depressing..
Anywhore,
Enjoy the chapter cause I had to rewrite the entire thing and it took a lot of work :))))
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   Do you ever get the feeling that you are too nice? Like that people take advantage of your lenience with their decisions?

That is how I feel with the people around me. Sometimes I say up contemplating if I went soft.

I trace back my days for the last six months to a day where I was less lenient. A day where my decision weren't controlled by my emotions but controlled by my ability to find logic in every situation.

That day was the day before Alec came back into my life.

Those days were when I was in England, helping my dads right hand man with our gang.

Ever since Alec came back into my life I have changed, and it's scaring the hell out of me. Literally.

And he was one of the only people that could get to me and I don't even know anything about him anymore.

He has gotten too close. And I can't let that happen anymore.

He is starting to become a weakness and the only weakness I will ever allow myself to have is my family.

The part that scares me the most was that three months ago at the race Cleo asked me what had changed to make me not hate Alec and I just now realized what changed.

I am slowing falling in love with him....

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It has now been two days that I have been avoiding Alec and I can tell he is starting to get pissed.

Cleo understands why I can't be around him and I didn't even have to tell her. I'm glad to have someone who supports me as much as her.

"Come on we can eat outside by the tree," I say to Cleo while grabbing her hand to drag her outside.

"No no no. You're wearing almost all black and my pants are leather. It is hot as hell outside and I am not about to die. Kass we can just sneak inside and sit in the corner," Cleo begged.

I look at the cafeteria door unsure.

"Pleassse," her eyes begged me.

"Fine."

She drags me over to the door and we sneak in without making a sound.

We sit at an empty table close to the door because I may need a quick escape.

"Kassy its all right, just relax and even gossip a little," she says with a small smile.

I relax and wait for her to start her usual rant on all the recent drama.

"So I guess Trever took a video of Ilene giving him head and it's everywhere now," she said the sipped her tea.

"You're fucking kidding," I say my jaw dropping.

"No, even middle schoolers have seen that video. It's EVERYWHERE."

"What a asshole, who does that?"

"And then Farrah's fingers finally healed so she's back to doing what she does best."

"Awe Tyler must be so happy now," I giggle and take a sip of my Strawberry Açaí.

"I heard my name," Tyler said sliding next to me while putting his arm over my shoulders

"Why are we sitting here?" Chris asks Cleo.

"We are sitting here. You guys have to leave," I say nervous that the group will notice we are over here.

"What's the big rush principessa," I hear a sexy Italian behind me.

Me and Cleo stiffen and look at each other.

"No rush. Me and Cleo were just about to go anyway," I say not daring to look behind me.

"No. Here is what's going to happen, Cleo's going to sit here while me and you have a conversation in the hall," he grunts.

I turn around so fast I thought I got whiplash.

"No," I glare.

"I wasn't asking," he said putting me over his shoulder.

"I hate when you do this," I huff rolling my eyes, "let me go!"

He walks into the hallway and then into a room. He then puts my down then makes me sit in a desk.

"Why are you avoiding me?" He glares down at me with both of his hands on the desk.

"What is your deal?" I scuff.

"My deal is that you're not answering my question, now why have you been avoiding me?"

"I haven't been avoiding you," I say, leaning back in the chair with my arms crossed.

"Great, first you avoid me, now you avoid my questions, do you always run away from your problems?"

Well that hurt my ego.

"Fuck you," I spit out and go to get out of the desk but he pushes me back in the desk.

"Gladly," he says with a smirk.

"You're an asshole," I say not even looking it him.

"Why are you avoiding me? Did I do something?"

"No." I look down at the desk.

"What happened?" He grabbed my chin and tilted my head so that our eyes met.

I look away again trying not to tell him about the text messages I have been getting and that the feelings I have been getting for him are scaring me more than even the text messages.

"Princess you are going to have to talk to me," he said, eyes pleading for me to say something.

"I...... I think.... I don't know," I say not wanting to embarrass myself.

"Princess, you are mine, and I don't want what is mine to be avoiding me," he said looking straight into my eyes.

I could feel my blood boil, "I'm not a fucking object. I am nobody's."

I shove myself out of the chair and head for the door.

Before I can open the door he turns me around and slams my back on the door.

"I'm not lying, you're mine whether you like it or not. You can run as far as you can and I will chase you. Because I just can't seem to get you out of my mind. I can protect you from anybody princess, just give me the word," I feel his breath on my neck and my chest rises up and down rapidly.

"Sei un maiale, io sono una donna, non una damigella in pericolo, posso prendermi cura di me stesso!" I grit out and I slowly push him back until his back hits the desk.
(Translation: You pig, i am a woman, not a damsel in distress, i can take care of myself. )

"How is that for touching up on my Italian, stronzo."
(Translation : asshole)

I then left the room and didn't look back.

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And there is another chapter, kinda bummed so leave me some funny comments. I really hope you are enjoying the story.
Anyhoe,
Love you guysssss