Unity

Asthma.

After smoothing out my guns n roses tshirt I knocked the front door that belonged to my best friends house. It wasn't long until I heard the familiar jangle of keys and the door had swung open, revealing a horrified Tahlia. She looked me up and down a few times before finally speaking. "You can't wear that!" She cried, throwing her hands in the air exasperatedly.

I looked down at my T-shirt and jeans before shrugging. She made an annoyed sound in the back of her throat before grabbing onto my hand and pulling me inside. "Let's find you something else to wear." She told me before disappearing up the stairs.

I groaned internally at the thought of having to pick something from her wardrobe and by judging by what she was wearing right now I wasn't going to like it. She'd put on a red checkered shirt, that revealed a black lace corset and short denim shorts. The kind of shorts that left very little to the imagination and I could already imagine what her older brother Gunner was going to say.

Begrudgingly I followed her back up the stairs and into her bedroom where she was already rummaging through the wardrobe. I ducked as an item of clothing was slung over her shoulder in my direction, joining the various clothing that already covered her bedroom floor. "Jesus Tahlia!" I shouted before throwing myself on her bed, crossing my legs over one another as I watched her rummage through her closet.

"Hey!" She screeched. "Boots off the bed!" Her attention was no longer on finding me an outfit but on my combat boots that currently lay against her comforter. I sighed before swinging them off the bed and sitting up on the edge of it. She nodded at me happily before returning back to her mission.

"No." I told her as she turned round with a strange looking leather top. It didn't even have sleeves, was that a bra? She tried to force puppy eyes but after having being friends with her for basically my whole life I'd become accustomed to them which meant that they never worked. "No." I repeated sternly, shaking my head.

"But you can't wear that!" She huffed, crossing her arms and staring down at me.

"Why not?" I asked. "Where are we even going?"

"The club."

"The nightclub or the club?"

"The club." She deadpanned, a serious yet wicked look on her face.

Her answer sent a tendril of fear down my spine and I widened my eyes in horror. If my brother saw me there I'd be in big big trouble, not just any kind of trouble I'd most probably be murdered. I might not even get in I thought hopefully, if everybody knew I was Axels little sister then they'd know he'd ordered me to be kept away.

Ever since our parents had died because of the club he'd promised that I wouldn't ever be involved with any of their business or generally anything to do with it, not that I had ever minded. He'd kept me away from that part of his life and raised me to be somewhat normal. I was at college, I worked a part time job and had my own set of friends. I'd only set foot in the club a handful of times and that was only to grab keys my brother had forgotten or to quickly speak with him. It was never any longer than a few minutes before Axel would usher me away, promising to see me back at home.

I'd never met any other member and I most certainly had not partied with them thanks to Axels rules. If anything I'd been forbidden to talk to anyone from the club, obviously excluding Tahlia, Gunner and Rylee (Tahlias younger sister). So could you imagine if he found out where I was going tonight? He's probably there himself and not even my best friend could make me want risk meeting his wrath and my impending doom if he finds me there.

"No way." I told her, shaking my head as she rolled her eyes. "Axel would literally kill me!"

"Oh he's not even gonna be there, he's on a mission for the club anyway." She wafted her hand in the air nonchalantly.