Ian breathed heavily as he ran , pace quickening and he turned quickly to go up the steps to the milkovitch house
His fists coming down on the door as he banged on it heavily in his panic
" what the fuck ?", mickey grumbles out around the cigarette between his lips , hair a mess , dirt coating around his hairline . And he glances back , pulling the door more closed behind him as soon as he sees Ian
" I need to see you ", Ian breathes out , pants coming out erratic and eyes panicked
" not a good time ", mickey tells him before he frowns deeper , eyeing Ian as he begun to reaalisee his erratic breathing
" who keeps hanging their fucking lust dry on my pull up bar ?", terry yells out in anger in the background , mickey glancing back , pulling the cigerete from his lips momentarily before looking back to Ian
" I - I don't know where else to go ", Ian stammers out as he panted out , the verge of a panic attack seeping into his tone and body language
Mickey blinks , gaze flickering over Ian , a slight concern flashing in his gaze as he sighed " I thought you were working today "
" uh , Linda's gonna have my ass . I'm supposed to be there now ", Ian breathes out shakily as he looked at mickey
" I'll meet you there in 20", mickey tells him before shutting the door on Ian as he breathes heavily
Ian leant foward , reaching up to grip at his red hair and turning quickly before taking off in a run once again as he tried not to let the panic settle in
...........
Tate glances over his shoulder , wiping his thumb over his bottom lip and shaking his head softly
" you think you're funny , don't you ? ", he chuckles in fake amumsent as he looked at the woman stood in front of him
All class with her polished high heels and tight fitted dress
A singular bodygaurd stood a few foot behind her
" it wasn't a joke , mr Santiago, it was a opportunity -
" for what ?", tate grins , raising his brows , there was no humour behind his eyes , it was dark . The two men stood behind him holding there hands over where their guns were strapped down as he looked her over slowly " for you to rip me off , I'm sorry , miss , but that's not how I do business ", he asked his head , tongue clicking as he clenched his jaw , the grin dropping from his face entirely as he looked ag her
She smiles slowly , crossing her arms over her chest and pushing them ever so slightjy as she tilts her head over at him
" a night with me , plus 6 000$ for the piece , I thought it was a good deal", she licks her lips slyly , but it did nothing for tate as his gaze narrowed on her
" nah , 10,000$ per piece , that's it ", tate tells her , crossing his own arms over his chest " otherwise we gonna have a problem "
She looks at him , eyes narrowing slightly before she smiles sickeningly " Anthony", she waved a finger over as she glanced behind her to her bodygaurd
The two men behind tate imediatly pull out their guns , one aiming at her bodygaurd while the other aims at her
Her smile drops completely then , eyes glinting in subtle fear even if she seemed to be attempting to keep a straight face as Anthony tosses a duffel bag to tates feet
" see , that wasn't too hard , now , was it ?", he smiles , a light chuckle slipping past his lips as he kicks the bag behind him
" load it up , I gotta get going , I got a date with a pretty red head , can't be late ", he smirks , giving a flutter of the fingers as a small mocking wave before he turned and begun to leave while they begun to carry out the drug lined canvas painting into a truck for the woman , a different man snickering as he waved back at tate , counting the money inside the back and giving a small nod to the other two men
...........
When gate gets to the small grocery store ian worked at a gun shot rings out loudly
It causes tate to furrow his brows , getting out of car quickly before he started to run as another shot rung out loudly and he pushes the door open
" fuck , freckles ", tate slumps in relief as he sees ian rushing over to a different isle and he's quick to follow him , his brows furrowing when he sees Mickey milkovitch cussing as he clutched his bleeding knee
He glances back , blinking and pulling out his own gun when he sees the cashier man that's always near ian stood there holding up a gun
" fuck , you okay ?", ian rushed out as he crouched down beside a grunting mickey
" put the gun down ", tate calls out , the gun clattering down as kash blinked in shock , eyes wide as he sees what he did
" fuck ", mickey grunts as ian looks him over before cupping his face
" hey , hey , listen to me , look at me ", ian breathes out to mickey as tate glances back over
" you fucking suck ", mickey yells out at kash , surprising letting ian worry over him
" freckles ?", tate calls out , tucking his gun away and gaining Ian's attention as he snapped his head over to look at him with wide panicked eyes
" come on , I've got him , go get in my car , we're right behind you ", he smiles calmly , waving ian up
Ian hesitates as his gaze flickers down to mickey before he nods and rushes out of the grocery store
" just shut up for a second , will you ?", tate grumbles to mickey as he continues to groan in pain and swear and yell
" fuck , fuck ", mickey ignores him , only graining louder as tate picks him up with a roll of the eyes at how dramatic he thought mickey wa seeing " quiet down , princess , your fine "
" hey , hey , put me down ", mickey yells out as tate carry's him out of the store and begins to squirm in his arms in annoyance
" yeah , well , this isn't what I had planned for tonight either , so suck it up ", tate tells him , chuckling slightly in amusement before he settled him down in the back of his car , not seeming to car if mickey bled out on his expensive leather seats
" you okay , freckles ?", tate looks over to where ian was bouncing his leg up and down in the passenger seat , biting at his fingernails
Ian nods shakily , and tate grins in return , somehow relaxing ian as he looked at his calm tate was being
" catch ", tate mutters as he hopped into the drivers seat and chucks his phone over , ian reaching out to catch it and looking over to tate before glancing back in worry for mickey as he swore and groaned
" text up vio, tell him to unlock the house and get medical supplies out as quick as possible , he's gonna be fine "
