To further cement my demands, I reach behind my back and grab my gun. “Tick tock!”
“Fine, I’ll tell you!”
“Good.”
Beto’s sucking in air as much as he can before he launches into what I’m wanting to know. “I owe The Diablos money and another club money, too. I didn’t know I was going to get fuckin’ kicked out of a good deal. The deal would have given me enough money to pay you both off.”
I nod my head. “What club?”
“I don’t remember the name.”
I chuckle mirthlessly. “Yeah, fuckin’ right you do. Tell me. You are as good to me dead as you are alive. I don’t give two shits. I’m getting my money one way or another.”
Looking around his shit hole apartment, I focus on a table off to the side filled with coke in the process of being cut. “You’re cutting coke?”
Again, the temptation is almost too much to avoid.
He looks scared as he knows I could kill him right here for doing this. Part of our deal was you don’t fuck us over and we let you live. He’s trying to fuck the Diablos over and I don’t appreciate that very much. “I’m sorry! I’m so sorry!” He murmurs.
I tug my phone out of my pocket to call Prince. He answers on the first ring.
“Prince.”
“Hey, we’ve got problems over at Beto’s. You need to come over here right now.”
“What’s going on?”
I growl under my breath. “You need to get over here now.”
“Do I need to bring back up?”
I know what he’s asking and he’s asking to see if I’m in trouble. “Nah. We need to handle some business.”
Beto’s trying to climb off the floor but he can’t do it. “Please! I’m so sorry! I need help!” He cries.
“Holy shit! Is that Beto? What happened to him?”
“Fuck. I don’t have time to talk to you. Get your ass here now!” I hang up before he can say anything else.
Bella
A woman knows when she’s being ignored and avoided. I knew it from the day he left here without saying goodbye to me that he’s avoiding me. I knew I shouldn’t have been all “let’s hook up” with him while we sat on the bed he’s letting me sleep in.
He’s been gone for three days. For three days, I’ve been trapped in this house with nothing to do besides my homework and staring at the television. I’m so tired of watching reality television and all the other bull shit they play on it.
A knock rattles the front door and I walk cautiously towards it. I don’t know if Roman or Charger are here trying to go back on their plan of giving me as payment. I don’t know if they are here to take something that doesn’t belong to them. I have no idea.
“Who is it?” I call through the door.
“It’s Dragon. We met the other night.”
I look through the peephole to see the handsome medic who helped me at my dad’s house smiling at me. I throw open the door anxious to have human communication and interaction.
“Hi!”
He smiles at me. “How are you holding up?”
I growl. “I’m pissed that he left me in this house and didn’t leave me with anything besides a television! I’m so bored! I’ve managed to ask my professors to let me finish the classes online but I need to get out!” I didn’t realize I was pacing until I run into the bar in the middle of the living room.
