Ian POV
Riding to where Dan told me I couldn't help but think how my little angel had the ability to brighten my day.
Prior to seeing her I was in a shit mood. Had to help Bob at the hardware store for the first few hours because he was still a fucking drunken mess, wouldn't want to ruin his 'image' would we.
At first when I saw her drop all the groceries I was concerned and worried but then seeing her cute muttering and picking up of the groceries I couldn't help but to chuckle a little. And of course I had to go up to her. Like a moth drawn to the flame. She was the light in my darkness and I had to get a taste of something other than the numbing darkness.
Yet I was also angry at her. Why the fuck is she outside the house? Alone?! Again?!! So fucking stupid it hurts. Yet again she doesn't know the threat, but still I can't help but worry about her, 24/7.
She is the only person that elicits these feelings from me, she tames the devil inside me and coaxes him to feel. Something I thought I would resent, but feeling something albeit nervous energy and I guess what you would describe as 'butterflies'- fuck that sounds stupid, I'm not some wimp.
Yet imagining her again in my helmet was so adorable. It was way to big for her, and I just wanted to pick her up and make sure not one inch of her face was left untouched by my kisses. Yet her incessant politeness to try and get out of a ride with me was not going to stick, I think I may have scared her slightly. But it worked, she stayed and I was able to make sure she got home safe.
Catching her staring was such a great feeling. Because now I know she finds me attractive. And I never thought I would be so happy for someone to find me attractive. Well that's because it's her, and she finds me attractive, my little angel thinks I'm hot.
I couldn't give a rats ass what other girls think of me, I know they all think I'm hot as they are constantly throwing themselves at me. They also like my power as the resident 'bad boy' of the town, which I'm now starting to resent.
Never really bothered me before, my demeanour doesn't exactly scream 'come talk to me I'm friendly' and I've always been fine with that. As honestly I don't really give a shit about anyone and what they think, as usually it is assured for them to be scared. And that has never mattered more than before, as now I have my little angel to worry about. Her thinking I'm the 'bad boy' will just make it harder for her to accept that she is mine. And I don't know when or if I'll ever tell her about me being in a gang.
I'm brought out of my thoughts when I arrive at the gang mansion and park my bike. Walking up to the mansion I can't help but feel tension in the air, weighing down on me.
Dan greets me at the door with a sad, concerned face.
"He didn't make it" he says looking down, then looking up to finish his sentence and say "boss"
"What the-" I say trailing off as the significance of this moment weighs on me.
"Welcome home boss" Dan says again with a slight smile.
"Take me to him" I say and then Dan leads me up the stairs to our boss's room, old boss's room.
I enter the room and the full gravity of the situation lands on me. The man who saved me those years ago and gave me something to do, helped me make myself into something is dead. Overdose they say.
"Xavier has you as his heir, he thought of you as a son. The son he never had." Dan says from behind me. The only stable role model I've had in my life is dead, and that says a lot.
He was one of the few men I respected and he would always say that one day I would take over from him. But shit I didn't think it would be so soon, especially with my final year of highschool, probably will have to just drop out. Not like I need to go anymore, my life is set with the life I always wanted. Well thought I wanted, this was all before her. Before my angel showed me the light that is possible in my world. Especially since I thought I was destined for darkness.
I turn to face Dan with the coldest expression I can muster. No one will see my weakness, no one can. Especially now that they are looking at their new leader.
"Ian, are you ok? I know how close you two were." Dan says.
"I'm fine. Funeral this Saturday, start organising it." I say.
Dan leaves the room with a sharp nod and then I am left alone with Xavier. I feel angry, I refuse to be sad. This motherfucker thought he could just leave me? God I'm so beyond pissed. I hate the emotions this is bringing up.
Before her I would have never have felt this so much. But somehow she is making me feel. Making it harder for me to repress. I'm so god-damn pissed, because if I'm not angry I'm scared what I might really feel.
I make my way out of Xavier's room and wander the halls. The gang-house, a place I would often find myself now belongs to me. This is absolutely surreal, and I find myself wanting to be near Aubery, my angel.
Xavier had a wife and two sons, I never knew them, they died long before I joined. He lost them to a rival gang who slaughtered them right in front of him. Toughest man I know. Well knew. Now that gang is back in town. And now I'm solely in charge of directing these people to victory against the Baxter gang. And hell, Aubery is just going to make things harder. As she is my only weakness.
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