More or Less {A.C.M}

14) Fragile

If you can, when you get to the explicit part, please listen to the song Fragile by TechN9ine, ft. Kendrick Lamar & etc... I kind of wrote the scene to the beat of the song, and it matches up with the plot, so please listen to it! It's right there on the side!

The little "*"s indicate the beginning and end of the explicit scene!

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So, really quick, guys! Hola, Shea here! I just wanted to inform you that this chapter right down here... Is the explicit chapter I was telling you about! So, if you don't like the sexy time, R-Rated stuff, don't read it! Skip it! If your age is still on the clock, take extreme caution! And, do please, control the feels! We don't want anyone doing anything crazy, and disrupting the peace! :P Love you guys!

PS. Please, please, please read the Author's Note at the end. It's kind of important! Thank you!

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I stand there, just blankly staring at the empty spot where he once stood before running from me like a gold medal athlete. I couldn’t help, but let out a disappointed sigh. I at least thought he’d stay to cuss me out. I must’ve really hurt him. I reach up, throwing my hands up, and running them down my face exasperatedly, automatically regretting it as I felt the pain of my bruised eye. I flinched back at the pain before groaning to myself.

 

“Piper?” Paige’s voice rang out, distracting me from the pain.

 

My eyes shoot up to the confused, and shocked group standing before me. I’ve got some serious explaining to do…

 

“Piper, what the fuck are you doing here?!” Alex shouts, clearly pissed at me. Totally understandable. Paige quickly steps forward, and grabs onto his arm, running her hand up and down it soothingly, causing Alex to noticeably calm down a little.

 

“And, what the hell happened to you? You look like bloody hell.” Quinn asks, stepping forward beside Alex and Paige.

 

“You’re all pissed off. I left you guys again. You don’t like that. I get it. But, if anyone had to deal with my father, it was damn well gonna be me. And, only me.” I sigh, running my hand through my crazy mess of hair, still ignoring the sting of my eye.

 

“Your father?” Paige asks, her brows furrowing in confusion.

 

“What does your dad have to do with this?” Robert asks, more anger than confusion in his facial expression.

 

“I didn’t have the time to explain to you guys that night, but The Red’s were one of my dad’s decoys. He’s trying to take down every gang on the list until he get’s to the number one spot. The Red’s are posing as one of Dave’s allies, giving my dad classified information to take him down. When we were manned down the other night, one of them recognised me, and copped a deal. You guys could go, but I had to stay, and deal with my father. Something about gang loyalty.” I explain thoroughly.