The Gangleader

Chapter three

The car came to a stop, the tall bodyguard got out walking towards my door. He opens the door letting me out. I walk out into the fresh, warm air of California, I walk around to meet Lizzie who is jumping up and down excitedly. 

We walk towards the entrance with the bodyguard following closely behind. As we reach the entrance two bodyguards, dressed like the one behind us, stares down at us. The bodyguard behind us nodes his head, as on cue the ones in front of us move aside letting us enter. As we walk in Lizzie grabs my hand leading the way.

Loud music filled the entire house, there were red solo cups everywhere I turned. Many people were scattered here and there. Girls where dancing on guys, there were people who were playing drinking games at tables. A strong aroma of weed-filled my nose, there were a few clouds of smoke that rose up above me. I received a few glances from guys with red cups in their hands, giving me looks up and down smirking.

Lizzie pulled me through a swarm of bodies until we reached a group of guys, maybe around 4, laughing with red solo cups in their hands, some with joints in their mouths exhaling smoke hoops into the air. They were dressed in various styles, but with the same consisting colors, white, black and red. They had many tattoos covering their arms and necks, noticing some were the same.

Lizzie then pushed through the guys and came to a stop.

"Hey, baby!" She yelled, a man with dirty blonde hair turned around smiling, holding a red solo cup in his hand. He wore a black V neck that hugged his torso and defined his muscle, with black skinny jeans, a plaid red and black flannel around his waist, and a pair of white vans.

"Hey," He said leaning down placing a kiss on Lizzie's lips. He looked up and I knew exactly where he was from.

Oh fuck.

"This is my friend Maya," Lizzie spoke, pulling me in front of her. "Maya, this is my boyfriend Scott."

He looked down at me with a look of shock written all over his face.

"H-hi" I managed to stutter out, he broke out of his gaze and a smirk crept up across his face.

"Boss will love this." He mumbled, he took Lizzie around the waist pulling her into the group.

Following them, the guys in the group all looked at me with shock. Some started whispering to each other while others kept staring. "Hey Jackson," Scott said interrupting the stares, "Look who Lizzie brought."

A man with dark hair looked up. The same gorgeous man I saw days before, looked straight at me.

Jacksons POV

I knew I had to throw this party to get my mind off that girl and to just have a good time with my boys. "Aye Jackson!" Ty said walking up to me holding up a glass of vodka.

Ty has been one of my best friends since he joined the gang when we were 16, he was a year younger then Scott and I, at the time he had been 15. Ever since then we've been pretty close.

"Thanks, man." I took the glass cup to my lips sipping the contents.

"Where's Lizzie?" Bud asked Scott, inhaling a joint.

Bud is another member, his real name is Blake but he changed it when he joined at 16. He's another one of my best friends, I've only ever opened up to Blake, Ty, and Scott. That's it.

"I don't know man, she said she was picking up a friend," Scott replied, sipping from his red cup nervously.

"Or she went to go see another guy." Ty chimed in laughing, exhaling his joint.