Playing the Player Not the Game.

Ch 4: Feels Like a Movie Plot.

Constance's POV

"Well what do you think is best?" Wyatt asks as we clean up the club.

"If I may put my 2 cents in? I think she would be fine. It was bound to happen sometime anyways." Ronnie says as he wraps a small bandage around his arm.

"He has a point." Hudson pipes up, with a smile on his face. "She is definitely not a threat to is do why not at least give her a chance. Im willing to put in my time and effort for her."

Hudson has worked here for longer then I have. His short, light brown hair and muscles along with a cheeky smile can make him seem like a player but the truth is, I have never seen him with any girl. Amazing combat guy though. Not that you should put that on a dating site.

"What do you think Constance?" Wyatt walks over to me as I put a handful of broken glass into the garbage.

"You know me well enough to know where I stand in this."

Wyatt smiles and walks into the middle of the room.

"Ok guys! Looks like we have a new recruit!" Wyatt says with his arm wide open.

"Uhh, Wyatt?" Ronnie perks up again.

"Yes?"

"Where is Blaire?"

I step towards Ronnie as he looks very concerned.

"Oh, she passed out when the fight started. I heard her heartbeat drop behind the bar, she is fine." I say but everyone kind of cocks an eyebrow at me saying this and decides to see for themselves.

Blaire is laying across the tiled floor with broken glass and liquor covering her surroundings.

"See? She is absolutely fine."

"Constance? You truly need to work on your caring side on things." Big man Jerry says with his hand placed on my shoulder.

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Blaire's POV

A great night out always ends with a pounding headache in the morning.

I pull the bed covers over my shoulder and reposition myself to get more comfortable. These covers a a lot thinker then I remember.

"Hey."

I jump out of bed and let out a slight yell.

"Constance! Are trying to kill me?!"

She laughs uncontrollably as my body shakes from shock. I look around and im definitely not in my room. Its huge. This room could fit 2 of my bed rooms in it, sliding mirror with what seems to be walk in wardrobes, large king size bed, wooden floor boards and even a balcony.

Constance smiles at me as she calms herself down.

"Did we get kidnapped by a millionaire? Because im not going to lie, thats not that bad." I say as Constance chuckles to herself.

"Not quite." She says throwing me clothes that were more suitable for everyday wear.

I start to get dressed and there is a loud knock at the door.

"Yes?" Constance says loudly.

"Is she awake?" A muffled manly voice responds.

"Yep, we are just getting dressed now, Hudson."

"Ok, meet in the loungeroom when you're ready."

"Thank you!" Constance says as she moves towards the door and im scurrying to put pants on and a singlet.

"Constance? Very important question. Where the hell are we?" I say as we go to leave the bedroom.

"All questions will be answered when we get to the loungeroom."

That's awfully cryptic. We exit the room and enter a hallway with a series of doors. We turn right which leads to a staircase from the hardwood floors.

We continue down the stairs which end in what seems to be a little clear space near the glorious and shiny kitchen. I stand in awe for a brief moment in time, taking in my surroundings.

"B? This way." Constance leads me down any hallway leading to the lounge room where I see Jerry, Ronnie, Wyatt and 2 others waiting for us.

"Good to see you're awake and ok." Ronnie states with a smile.

"Thanks." I say feeling my temples with my right hand.

"How are you feeling after last night, B?" Wyatt asks with concern riddled on his face

"Yeah I'm ok. I do have a lot of questions though."

"Im sure you do." He says with a grin.

An eerie silence fills the room as everyone kind of darts their gaze around at eachother.

"You can ask them." A rather good looking man says as everyone nods in agreement.

"Well I have met Ronnie, Wyatt and Jerry but I don't haven't met you two." I say while pointing towards the man who spoke and a girl with short dark hair.

"Oh sorry, I'm Hudson and this is Riles." He smiles while she stands in combat gear with arms folded, then simply grins with the right side of her lips.

"Nice to meet you. Now you all would already know my main questions so how about one of you just answer the obvious?" I say as everyone in the room looks at Wyatt.

"Blaire, I'm going to trust that you would be as understanding as you were with Constance when I say this. With what happened last night, that was a gang fight. The workers of my club form a gang of sorts to help prevent events like last night but obviously sometimes you can't get out of it. My family have had feuds with others for years and sadly it gets passed down, growing more and more furious."

"So every worker is part of this, uhh, Gang?" I ask as Wyatt nods slowly.

"That's why you are here. We see potential in you and are confident you could be a great asset." Hudson says to break the silence.

"Who were they and what did they want?"

"Levi's crew is out to get everything we are. Everything we have worked for. Just a plain asshole." Riles expresses with lack of emotion.

"I wish I could help you out but I cant fight. I can't use my powers either." I say as Riles pulls out a hand gun and faces it to the ceiling.

"Little secret, I'm human but I have my own ways of defending myself and what I stand for." Riles' arm in lowered by Hudson as he decides to put in his opinion.

"And I'm the combat trainer, I can teach you what you need to know. Im sure you would be fine."

I look at everyones faces as they waut for my answer. It's insanely quiet, as if everyone died. Suddenly I feel a hand on my shoulder.

"Look B, this is a tough decisions and it is going to be hard work but I will be here every step if the way." Constance says as I smile at her.

"Alright, I'm in. But I have one more question." I say as Ronnie chuckles.

"And what might that be?"

"What the hell is this place and can I live here?!"