The Gangleader Paction

Chapter 18: ➣ Why Couldn't I Be Born Normal?

Gabe grumbled something about calling him an idiot under his breath before tilting his head to point at something. Groaning as my body unraveled itself from being in a ball for god knows how many hours I wormed out of the door, hearing the crackling of my joints as my feet touched the dry gravel ground.

Man, I'm getting old.

Being 19 is not a young and colorful age I tell you.

Stretching out my rickety bones, I yawned weirdly and gazed around the area. Well mainly just eye raping Xavier Dante who stood just a few meters away from me, his head ducked under the back door of another SUV, staring intently at the open black briefcase in it.

"So what are we doing here?" I questioned Gabe, who has taken residence on the car, head back against the roof as he was possibly taking a nap. A catnap. Get it?

Gabriel The Cat.

"Xavier has business with some dude named Theo," Gabe answered lazily, arms crossed over his chest and waited for orders.

Wait a sec...

Theo...

Definitely can't be that little duck-shit Theo Raeken that fucked with all of Scott's plans, mind you I'm a crazy Teen Wolf fan, but...

"What's his last name?"

"Jameson...Jake-son... I dunno-" He began until I cut him off, eyes wide with realization.

"Jackson?"

"Yeah, that's his last name," Gabe nodded absently for a second, before he registered my words, and jolted up, "Wait how do you know his name?"

I take that back, Jackson is worse than Raeken!

"Uhhhhh...lucky guess?" I tried nervously, my fingers fiddling rapidly behind my back. I suck at not looking obvious.

Gabe's eyes tapered into two slits at me, trying to figure me out. "Sk-"

"Alright, move out!" Xavier's voice boomed from behind me, almost making the hair on my head run away screaming. Immediately Gabe straightened, abandoning all thoughts of questioning me and disappeared.

Jesus Christ!

Almost everyone within earshot suddenly halted their task and scurried towards the entrance of the warehouse, joining the team that was keeping a lookout. Even Jason and Natasha who I hadn't gotten a chance to talk to walked ahead, preparing in front of the team.

This is too organized for my whacked out mind.

"Okay, cool, you guys go ahead, I'll wait in the car," I told Xavier promptly, spinning around to make and attempt to run back to the SUV. Until he grabbed my wrist, halting my escape plan even before step one.

"Where're you going?" He questioned gruffly, his dark green eyes questioning my every move.

"You know, I just realized...I'm allergic to dark creepy warehouses!" I blurted, flapping my arm around dramatically.

"Allergic?" He repeated, a perfectly carved out eyebrow raising in question. I swear to god, I praise you every day for hand carving such a beautiful specimen...

Too bad you didn't give him a personality.

"Yes!" I nodded pretending to look grave, "Very deathly, deathly allergic,"

Xavier's downright confused expression morphed into a chilling evil smirk as he tightened his grip on my wrist, "Well, that's very unfortunate, but you're still coming with us, Sky,"

"No Xavier!" I squirmed under his grip reaching out trying to grab at least something to help me escape, "You don't understand the situation! I could die!" Well not technically, but if I lock gazes with the little dickweed in that warehouse, I might as well just dig my own grave!