What would you do if your life turned to complete and utter shit after just one day? Would you breakdown and pray someone held you together? What if the person you thought would hold you together shatters your already broken heart? What then...
Noel...
"Im Adrian..." The one who always talks answers looking at the helmet in my hands. He has dark brown hair and light green eyes. Not like Noel though. Hers are forest green. Dark and looming.
"Blake" the smaller one smiles and sticks his hand out for me to shake. I ignore his hand and look to the next.
"Luke" this one looks pretty much like a Barbie. He has brown hair with brown eyes and just seemed like the kind of kid that would play football and drive a BMW.
"Liam" the last one is the only one I could ever see in a gang. He has dark bags all around his eyes. His eyes are sharp and empty. Hair is dirty blond while his eyes are ocean blue.
There is only one more in the gang and he is by far the most intimidating of them all. Kain was his name. Pitch black hair. Steel-grey eyes. Tattooed from head to toe. He was definitely the leader of this piss ant gang.
"Well you all know my name..." I say and head for the door. Liam grabs my arm.
"Where is your gang at before we help you out. If you are to close then you know the deal" he speaks lowly. He surprises me. Doesn't look the type to follow all of the rules.
"Don't sorry Blondie. I'm from the other side of the country. West side" I smirk when his eyebrows furrow.
"Let see the tattoo" he demands. Chuckling I move my shirt from my shoulder and show him my wolf tattoo. His eyes hold recognition.
"I know about you. So does Kain. If he find out that you are in that gang he will be sure to kill you. Kain doesn't like other people on his turf. I'd keep that covered up until you leave" he says warning me. Kain seems like a character.
Noel doesn't need to be around someone like him. He has anger problems and she has had to deal with people like him for too long. She deserves to be free of control freaks. That's why she loves me.
I slip past them and leave the home. There cars are all bright colors and are foreign brands. I groan at there style.
My car has more than enough badass for all of us.
When I lived here I bought a car that was almost completely covered in rust. Me and Noel put countless hours into it and even when I left it still was not yet finished. She would love to see it now.
Hoppla! Dieses Bild entspricht nicht unseren inhaltlichen Richtlinien. Um mit dem Veröffentlichen fortfahren zu können, entferne es bitte oder lade ein anderes Bild hoch.
My GTO is a beast. Shes got the biggest Corvette engine on the market under the hood. Nitrogen oxide system with backup turbo. She is a 6 speed monster. Turning her over and listening to her roar to life. I smile and run my hands down the wheel. Oh how I love this car....
Pulling away from the monster house with no security system. They must be pretty positive no one will try and kill them in there sleep.
I stop at an intersection and realized I have no idea where she is. I kind of have a guess, but I don't know for sure. She jumped from a high ass widow. Her leg or ankle or whatever is definitely broken. A hospital stop must have been made.
