When I'm With You (REWRITING)

CHAPTER 23

"Andrè," Rayn growled, trying to get the guys attention I believe. They both turned their head and my eyes widen. 

"Oh my god!" I accidentally scream too loud as I look back at my best friend who was sitting 5 feet away from me. My both my feet had a mind of their own as I tried to move but I was abruptly pulled back by Rayn. My wrist slightly twist making me squeal in pain,

Rayn immediately loosens his grip. His eyes soften and he gently takes my hand to scan my wrists. My skin was tinted red and purple scars began to form already. He quietly curses " Fuck, Dee. I'm sorry. I didn't mean to hurt you. I swear." 

I rub my wrist and hiss again, accidentally pressing too hard. "I'm just angry that you believe the guys. I'm not bad, or anything. It's just my job, and it's their job also," He rumbles on. 

I frown, realising he just informal told me he was in a gang. "Of course you're in a gang too!" I say shaking my head. 

"Andrè tell me you're not in this gang shit too." I hear Janyce say behind me. 

"Rayn and I are kind of the leaders. But that alright. Aye?" The supposed Andrè says. 

Janyce's eye twitches and that's how I knew all hell was about to break loose. 

"That's. Fucking. Alright?! What the hell is wrong with you?! You kill people for a living!" Janyce yells into Andrè face. She starts punching and pushing him but he wasn't really going anywhere. 

He lets out a low dangerous chuckle. "Sweetheart we don't kill random people. We just kill people who fuck with us and DON'T listen to us. For example- " He looks up and down at Janyce. 

My jaw drops as I just realised him was threatening Janyce. "Did you just fucking threaten my best friend in front of me?!" 

Andrè's raises an eyebrow. "If so, what are you going to do about it?" 

My face drops as I get into position to charge at him but I was pulled out of the room before I could move towards Andrè. 

"Rayn! Keep your fucking girl under control!" He screeches loud enough for us to hear. 

Rayn chuckles at how dramatic his friend was being. What a pussy, he was scared of a woman of was 5'3ft. 

I frown up at Rayn as he lets go of my arm again. "What am I doing here?"

That was the only question that was confusing me the most.

"Well, let us just say, you're mine, now." He smirks. This is a fucking joke. 

I wanted to slap that smirk off his face. "Fuck no. I'm not yours." I begin to back away from him again, getting closer to the door. "I'm going, bye."

I was pulled behind again making my grunt. My back was pressed against the closest wall and trapped in between Rayn. "Remember, darling. I don't like it when people don't listen to me. It would be a shame if I have to hurt you." He had a husky voice. 

I look up at him with no expression. "You told me that you wouldn't hurt me," I whisper and look into his eyes as tears formed in mine. "I'm pretty sure you've hurt me twice already. Mental and physical." I escape from his grip and move away from him.

Rayn looks down at me with guilty in his eyes. "Dee-" 

"Don't. I don't want to hear your stupid excuse. I just want to go home!" I wipe my tears from my face and leave the room. 

His footsteps followed as I walk out but stop as he noticed that I was going up the stairs and back into the same room as I woke up in.

It's not easy to handle someone dying in front of you. Especially when it's happened to you twice...