Chap. 8 Equality for the Dead
Last chapter in SBDABN: "Yes tonight at 11 at the docks" he says then I hear him slam his thumb in the phone. "This day keeps getting worse and worse" he muttered
He was about to turn the corner and see me but the bell rang so all the other students engulfed me in the crowd.
So I guess tonight I'm going to the docks.
Dear Journal,
As I woke up from my nap I smiled as I thought about how I finally was going to infiltrate the gang. I tucked one gun in my holster as I climbed in my electric motorcycle. I felt giddy about finally making progress in my mission. As I pulled onto the I-95 I enjoyed the feeling of the wind in my hair and I weaved through tragic. I turned down the road parking a little while away form the waters. I crouched at the top of a building using my binoculars to watch was was unfolding.
I used my camera to take pictures of every car and person unloading cargo from a ship. It was the only unloading happening all night, which was unusual for a port this busy. Another black SUV pulled up and I watched Chloe, Jax, and James all get out. I looked around the area for Sean but he was missing. They were talking or laughing as usual, they continued to look around and only spoke to the men by the ship. I watched them give them a packed duffle bag before getting back in the Suv. However, before they drove off, I watched Kevin walk off the ship and get in the SUV.
The nice hot guy that I was gonna date was also apart of a deadly drug cartel, things could be worse. It was definitely be better than when I had to marry that 40-year-old man for a mission. It made me understand why middle aged couples were always so unhappy.
As I drove home, stopped at a red light i noticed a family sitting outside at a restaurant. They were laughing having a fun time and despite my efforts I smiled a bit. The whole time home I couldn't get their smiles and laughs out of my head. As I got home I head to my closet. I typed in the code opening the safe. I pulled out the only thing in there, a picture of my family and I. We were a family of laughers and we could never get one picture of us all looking at the camera. I could remember that day like it was yesterday...
I felt like my tummy was going to explode. I guess maybe I shouldn't have bet Uncle Jimmy I could eat more turkey than him, I regret that now. I needed to find mommy, so I could tell her that I won. I ran to the backyard and as soon as I passed through the doorway I was swooped up by some invisible force.
I kicked and punched the air in hopes that they would put me down. They turned me around and I saw the bad guy, it was my evil big brother. His big brown eyes staring evilly at me..
"Put me down" I huffed and cross my arms
"Why" he smirked
"Just because" I yelled, and he started to laugh
"Samuel" my father said sternly as he passed
"Fine" my brother said and then he dropped me, and I fell. It didn't really hurt but I wanted to make him pay, I screamed as loud as possible. I started to do my perfect fake cry that I learned to do in situations just like this.
Everyone in my family crowded around me.
"What did you do to her" My mom said as she crouched down at my side. I tried not to laugh as my brother sputtered unable to answer.
"Thea sweetie, come to mommy" she said as lifted me up. I always thought my mommy was pretty. She had long brown hair like me, but her eyes were more of a hazel. She looked kind and loving and I always thought she looked like a Barbie.
She held me in a hug and told me everything was going to be okay. My whole family joined our hug and it made me feel even happier than I was before.
"Come on I'm going to go help you get all fixed up" My dad said as my mom put me down, I held his hand. I looked up at his face too. He had black hair that was gelled back and had the same deep brown eyes as me.
He looked intimidating although he was the funniest nicest bestest dad you would ever meet.
While we were walking towards the bathroom I looked back and winked and stuck out my tongue to my brother. He gasped and pointed at me to my mom.
"She's faking it I tell you" he said, and my mom just rolled her eyes and hit him on the back if the head.
My dad took me to the bathroom and cleaned my cut and told me jokes until my tummy hurt and not my boo boo. When we got back to the backyard everyone clapped when they saw me.
That day I had so much fun and I felt so loved. I thought in my 5-year-old mind that it would stay like this forever.
Oh boy was I wrong!
I cried hot tears as the shower water beat down onto my face. It felt like the wound that thought had closed on my heart had reopened and I felt my legs collapse under me. It hurt more than any torture or shot could do to me. I felt like I was completely alone. Always.
I had no hope.
I eventually stopped crying but I still felt like a piece of garbage. I pulled on some sweatpants and a sweatshirt then climbed into bed. I wished I could still dream, go somewhere better brighter.
When I woke up I felt my head was pounding, I couldn't get out of bed. I just wanted to curl into the sheets and pretend that I didn't totally break down yesterday. I was just gonna skip school today and go to my date tonight.
Just as I was about to fall asleep I smelt this amazing aroma downstairs. Someone was down there which was weird since I locked the door. Reluctantly I climbed out of bed. I grabbed the gun I hid under my bed and headed towards the kitchen. I heard someone flipping bacon. I thought how weird it would be if there was a bacon flipping serial killer that cooked breakfast for you, then they killed you.
That would be Equality for the Dead.
I would want to go out like that.
I pushed out those thoughts as I rounded the corner to the kitchen. I cocked the gun and turned the corner fast and I hold it up to the intruder's head. I'm greeted with some familiar gray eyes. I let out a breath but didn't put down the gun.
Can you blame me he was in a gang and I was in a bad mood.
"Princess what are you doing" he smiled setting the spatula down on the counter next to him. His smile just further irritated me on the list of things that were irritating.
"Sean why are you in my house. Get out" I said exasperated still pointing the gun at him.
"What are doing with a gun princess you could really hurt yourself. Put it down" he said cocking an eyebrow.
"Stop calling me princess, it's weird" I mocked holding the gun steady. I swallowed back tears keeping the couple of feet between us the same, I didn't wanna deal with this sometimes.
"Why? You look so heavenly in the morning" he smiled but I just cocked my gun.
"Hmm... kissing ass won't get you out this, not afraid I'll fire"
"No because I know you Thea. I know even though I don't know you that well, you care way too much to kill me" he said as he walked towards me I scoffed at how wrong he was about me but he kept walking.
"Thea you'll never be able to shoot me. And you can deny it as much as you want, but I know you feel the spark I do. We can say we're friends but, the both us can't stop thinking about our kiss. So no, I don't have a doubt in the world you won't shoot me right now" he ended. Now his forehead was pressed directly into the nuzzle of my gun. He slowly raised his hands in the air in defense. I lowered my gun and release a breath of frustration.
I was so stupid... I was weak. Why even bother?
"Princess I knew you wouldn't do it" he said cheerfully as he placed both our food on a plate. But I just stood there and finally let the tears spill out of my eyes. Sean didn't notice till he turned around he didn't freak out he just calmly set the pan down.
Then he just engulfed me in a hug. He rubbed circles on my back and let me cry in his chest his shirt soaking in the water, he didn't ask any questions he just comforted me. I felt this odd feeling in my chest that I couldn't quite place. Maybe I was having a heart attack.
I wasn't sure how long he just let me cry and he comforted me but it was a while. In his hug I felt so much warmth and protection in his arms. I just wanted to stay there in the comfort of his arms as they gripped me tightly. But I stopped crying and I pulled away and wiped my face.
"Thank you" I said.
"Do you want to talk about it?" he said
"No" I said simply putting my gun on the counter.
"Okay then we won't talk about it. I'd like to thank you for not shooting me before though" he said heating up the food again.
"I just didn't want to clean up the blood" I muttered, which wasn't a complete lie. I sat down in an island chair and poured myself coffee. He passed me my plate and I couldn't help but immediately dig in. My eyes widened as I looked him.
"This is so delicious" I said smiling. He was looking back at me genuine smile plastered on his face. His look was unreadable an emotion I could decipher. He wasn't emotionless it's just a look I haven't seen before. I looked away not liking not knowing what he was thinking.
"We should probably get to school" I coughed awkwardly looking away.
"Do you know what time it is" Sean laughed "It's six in the afternoon"
"What!" I exclaimed
"Yeah" he laughed
"Why did you make breakfast then" I huffed
"I wanted to confuse you" he laughed holding his stomach
"I hate you"
"You love me" he winked. I just shook my head moving around the counter to drop my plate in the sink. I turned around leaning on the counter,
"So you haven't been able to stop think about kissing me, huh" I smiled and he moved around the counter to stand in front of me.
"Just about how bad it was" he joked and I moved closer.
"Oh was it? I remember you putting your hands all over me" I mocked rubbing my hands all over me dramatically moving my hands all over my body.
"Shut up" he said pushing me slightly. I laughed as I looked him up and down. The way his muscled flexed as he moved. The one dimple that appeared every time he really smiled.
"Make me" I said teasing him and getting a but closer. His eyes zeroed in on me then he ran his eyes over my body looking at me up and down. And in one swift motion he moved his arm around the low part of my back and lifted onto the counter. I liked the contrast between the freezing cold marble counters and the warmness of his body. He used his other hand to brush the loose curls in my bun away from my face,
"This is a dangerous game you're playing, Thea" he said. I shuddered at the way he said my name, but I think I liked the feeling it gave me. I pulled him so he was pressed against my body and between my legs. He lightly trailed his fingers up my thigh making goosebumps rise. I didn't want to want him, but my stomach ached to be with him.
I brought my hand to his chin feeling the stubble on his jaw. I turned his head to look up at me, his eyes were deep glancing from both of his eyes. I trailed my thumb over the soft skin of his lips gently pulling it down. I leaned down and he must of thought I was gonna kiss him (I kinda thought I was going to as well) because he closed his eyes slightly puckering his lips. But, I stopped right before my lips met his. His eyes opened swirling with confusion,
"It might be a dangerous game," I whispered, "But I intend on winning" And with that lingering in his mind I pushed him back hopping off the counter and walking towards the door.
"I feel like ice cream. You're driving" I called. I thought I was beating his game, but I couldn't help but touch my lips the skin that brushed his. Something felt like it was unraveling inside me and I couldn't help it. I couldn't help but think that,
This guy would be the death of me.
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So how did you like the special Thea Sean moment. What should the ship name be Sea or Thean. Oh god I'm terrible at making ship names pls comment some. Remember to vote and comment.
QOTC: Have you ever completely broken down and just cried?
AOTC: I did that when my dog died I had her since I was really little and when she died I just cried and cried I had to take two days off of school for that. It was really sad!