Being The Gang's Baiter

FR204

I opened my eyes and closed them immediately because the pounding in my head. I tried again, blinking uncontrollably, and once my eyes adjusted. Why the fuck am I in the back of a van and why does is it dark out now? How long have I been out. I start to panic a little until I heard another voice.

"I'm sorry I didn't mean to hit your head." Someone calmly spoke.

I gasped, "You hit my head? I fucking knew it. No wonder it hurts so fucking bad. Just wait when I-"

Before I could finish my rant someone else spoke.

"Relax you with be fine." He spoke with authority, I bet he's the leader. "I'm going to get right to the point you're hot if you actually tried dressing up. And we need a baiter in our gang, and if you joined our gang no one would ever harm or touch you again. I guarantee it."

I sat up whiling grabbing my head, and I looked closer at him letting my eyes adjust to the darkness. I stared at the two people in the van. Michael Collins and his best friend Ralph Evans.

I gasped again, "Michael? Michael Collins?"

"The one and only sweetheart." He chuckled

I let out small laugh,"So let me get this straight, you want to join me FR203, and you will always protect me?"

"Yes, but now it would be FR204, and everyone would know you. So are you in, and if you say no we have to kill you or send you off somewhere." He spoke with a straight face.

I thought for a second because I couldn't tell if he was serious or not, but at the end of the day I can't be dumb. So I replied "I am absolutely in. When do I start?"

"Well first you have to dress the part and you need a nice car, and that stuff is already at your house. So we will drop you off at home, and you wear what we put on your bed to school tomorrow, Got it?" He spoke with authority, it almost made me weak in my knees. Almost because I wasn't standing but laying down in the back of a predator white van.

I sighed, "Yes sir I got it, but I still need the groceries I dropped. I'm sorry the one you guys made me drop. Honestly, you just could've asked me. You did not have to drug me for the whole day"

Michael rolled his eyes and ignored everything I said, "They are in the front seat Arizona."

Once we arrived back at my house I noticed a Black Ferrari parked in the small driveway.

I screamed,"You did not get me a Ferrari?"

"I did sweetheart." Michael smiled.

Michael and Ralph helped me bring my groceries in the house. Once we put all the groceries away, without a word Ralph walked back to the van, and before Michael could do the same I hugged him. To my surprise he hugged me back, and when I pulled away he kept his hands at my waist.

I spoke with sincerity, "Thank you for the car and for protecting me."

"No problem sweetheart. You're mine now. No can touch you or even look at you."

Well that took a turn I wasn't expecting. I raised my eyebrow confused. "What now-"

Before I could even finish my sentence his lips were on my forehead and I froze. Oh my gosh I am so awkward.

"Well I have to go I will see you at school. The keys to your car are in your cookie jar where you keep your money." He said slowly walking out the kitchen.

My eyes widened, "How the hell do you know where I keep my money!?"

Michael chuckled, "Sweetheart did you really think I was just going to let someone join my gang without background check and searching their home?"

He had a good point, but I didn't want to let him know that. And oh my gosh this sweetheart and the chuckling. Whew. I see why Cassandra follows him like a lost puppy. Lost in my thought I didn't even realize he was heading out the front door closing it behind him saying,

"Goodnight sweetheart, I will see you tomorrow."

My goodness. This man is going to have me in a chokehold.