Saving Him

T W E N T Y + T H R E E

Cole's P.O.V.

I sat at the table with Angelo and his men. They were much larger than Trevor's and could definitely take us out with a few hits. Trevor is an idiot. I knew if he went through with this plan none of us would make it out alive. But much like my father he doesn't listen to anyone and much my father is how he's going to end up. Dead. Trevor arrived a few minutes late, probably trying to show dominance, but we all know he's a pussy. Kane and Knox followed behind him also taking their seats.

"What brings you here?" Angelo cut to the chase and asked.

Trevor adjusted in his seat uncomfortably before answer. Maybe his nerves showed up with his balls. "I want us to be alliances."

Angelo laughed, but wasn't amused. "Really? After what your father did I have no interest in affiliating myself with you all." His thick Spanish accent taking over his words as he spat them out at my brother. His words were coaxed with disgust and annoyance. I couldn't blame him.

Trevor folded his hands over the table and scoffed at the insult. "Things are different,"

"Why? Because you're father is dead? Your gang is still shit." Angelo continued.

Trevor's jaw tightened as he gritted his teeth. "From what I heard you're a pathetic excuse for a leader." He spat.

"Trevor," I hissed.

Angelo had a tight smile. "No, let him talk. He's just like his father. Pathetic and weak." He said. Angelo must not know that I'm Trevor's brother. Thank God, let's keep it that way.

"Why would you let him talk about our father that way?" Trevor questioned aloud.

I fucking hate Trevor.

"Ah, another son of your pathetic father?" Angelo questioned as his attention turned to me.

I stood up straight and offered a hand. "Cole Meyer," I wasn't stupid enough to get on his bad side.

He took my hand in a firm grip and shook it. "What does you all really want?"

"I already-" Trevor began.

"I wasn't talking to you." Angelo said with authority. If Trevor was really as in charge as he thought he would have never taken orders from Angelo.

Here's where decisions become tricky. I could totally throw him under the bus right now, but what good would that do? It'd probably hurt his ego a bit, but he'd also probably kill me and right now that's what I'm trying to avoid. "From our discussion earlier he truly is interested in an alliance." I lied. The bastard wouldn't tell me anything earlier. Maybe I've gained his trust enough for him to actually tell.

Angelo rubbed his chin in thought. "Well let's talk,"

Three hours later we ended our meeting with Angelo. "What the hell is going on?" I asked Trevor as we entered the hotel room.

He laughed. "You were great!"

I rolled my eyes. "What do you really want?"

Trevor only smirked as he pulled a bottle of scotch out. "You'll know when we're rich, Coley." He said pouring himself a drink.

My nose scrunched in disgust at the nickname. Is this how Diana feels? "Damn it, Trevor, tell me . Now."

He shook his head. "No, go get changed. We're going out," He said as he walked to his room and shut the door.

I went into the bathroom and turned on the sink splashing water into my face. This plan has got to work.

~

Diana's P.O.V.

I sat at the bar in a tight black dress and black heels. My hair was sleek and almost black. My makeup was heavy and dark also, making me almost unrecognizable. Jack stood next to me while we waited. This was a death or life plan and I even debated if it was worth it. Maybe Cole was smart enough to get through this without me and then I remembered he didn't even know how to use an iPhone properly.

"When will he be here?" Jack asked me, but avoided any eye contact. We needed to look like strangers as much as possible. Especially when Trevor and the others show up.

I shrugged and took a sip of my 'vodka', a.k.a., water. "You talked to him last."

"That was two hours ago and he said he'd be here thirty minutes ago." He said.

"Then they'll be here any second." I said as I scanned the club. There were so many people here and how I even got in this place without them checking my I.D. was obvious now. How do bouncers do it?

He tapped my arm. "There they are,"

I pushed him away from me. "Get outta here!" I hissed. He went to the other side and waited for his que.

I glanced to see Trevor approaching the bar. Cole was sat on the couch along with the two bozos that go everywhere with Trevor. I turned in my seat quickly.

"I need a round for over there." Trevor said rudely. "Now," He said as he snapped his fingers and laid down his money. The bartender reluctantly took the money and turned to get his shots. "Well hi there," I heard him say.

I looked over to see his eyes on me. Shit, he was not suppose to talk to me this early. "Uh, hi." I muttered, not making direct contact.

"Aw, don't be shy sweetheart." He cooed.I fought the urge to gag as he tucked a piece of hair behind my ear. Even his touch made my skin crawl.

"Here," the bartender haphazardly put the tray down and walked away.

"Asshole," Trevor muttered as he grabbed the tray and walked away. Thank God.

I stood to walk around, but was stopped by a body bumping into mine. I looked up and it was Cole. He stood there, not looking at me but at the menu behind the bar. "What are you doing over here?" I whisper yelled at him.

I avoided looking at him also. "How did you even know it was me?"

He smirked. "I know that ass like the back of my hand."

My face was redder than a tomato. "If I wasn't trying to help you I'd hit you so hard." I threatened.

He chuckled. "Kinky,"

My lips tugged up into a half smile. "Shut up," I muttered before walking away from him and into the sea of people. I stood next to Jack who was getting very...Close with another girl. "Jack!" I hissed.

He disconnected his face from hers and rolled his eyes. "I'm busy,"

I tugged on his ear pulling him away from the asian prostitute that was trying to have sex with him on the dance floor. I guess this wasn't a very good way of keeping things on the down low since everyone was starring at us.

"Ow, ow, ow, ow!" He said as he gripped my wrist, trying to tear it away from his ear.

I let go and swatted his shoulder. "Focus!"

He rubbed his ear. "So violent,"

I rolled my eyes and walked away.

~

Three hours have passed and by the looks of it Trevor is completely wasted. It's time. I walked over to his sloppy dancing self and began dancing with him. Instantly he was into it as he put his hands on my waist from behind and started grinding into my ass.

Don't puke, Diana, don't puke.

I spun around in his arms and could feel his alcohol breath fan my face. "Let's get out of here." I whispered in his ear.

He looked down at me with lust filled eyes and nodded. He grabbed my hand and lead me out of the club.

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