Gone

Chapter 53 [Jace] Wtf Do I Do Now? *

I deeply inhale the smoke into my lungs, holding it in for as long as I can before releasing it into the dark night sky. All of us in the crew are outside by our two cars with metal music blasting through the speakers, and I can't get Michelle out of my head. I haven't seen her for almost a week and it's torture. I'm really starting to like this girl; and that's why I haven't been calling her. Thats why I've been ignoring her texts too, or just responding as nicely as I can. Because after having sex with her all of these feelings I never wanted to even get are now here. And I don't like it.

"Let's hit up a club downtown in a lil bit," Brock says, almost in akind of tone where we can't disagree, but I just sharply exhale and shake my head. He isn't looking my way to notice it though.

"Hey baby," Alec lets out as I stare over at him and notice he's on his cellphone. "Woah, it's Alec. Don't you remember me?"

"Who's that?" Brock asks.

"This chick I met at a dance club a while ago," he explains, looking really heated. "You did? What do you mean you met someone else?"

We all silently stare at him.

"Oh really? Well I'll kick that duche to the curb you smut," he barks and then sarcastically laughs. "I am Alec, kid. Don't try to threaten me. I'll come find you and put a gun to your head! Don't you threaten me like that! Fight me, punk. What's your name?"

"Do we need to make a trip to visit this kid or what?" Brock suddenly speaks up as I narrow my eyes, really suspicious.

"Yeah dude this punk wants to bang me out," Alec says in a funny tone. "Thinks he can say all this shit to me without me finding him and kicking his teeth down his throat!"

"Calm down," I mumble as Brock gets in the car after passing me the blunt.

"OH REALLY?" Alec shouts, me taking a huge hit, getting ready for the fight we're going to be having as soon as he hangs up. "Well she liked me before! Just didn't know who I was! She fell for the good guy act, that I didn't drink or do drugs or all that. Well I'm going to pay her a visit."

"We don't touch girls, Alec," I fimrly state, him glaring over at me.

"Oh, I won't hurt her. I'll just put her friend this kid who thinks he's mad tuff, into a coma!"

"Just hang up," Donny says, getting in the car parked behind us.

"Let's go!" Brock yells out the window, the engine loudly starting.

"I'LL BE THERE. THANKS FOR THE ADDRESS. I'M GOING TO RUIN YOUR LIFE."

"Let's just get this over with," I quickly snap, him finally hanging up the phone. 

He steps to my side and is staring down at his screen in anger, "Take a look at this hoe, Jay. She was so sexy it was too good to be true. And now her friend is going to die."

"Take it easy," I say, rolling my eyes. "You're like a little kid. Grow up."

"Look at her, Jay!" He shouts right in my face, holding up his cell as my heart instantly drops. "Tell me she's not dope! Let's put a bat to her friends face, then have a little fun and gangbang her."

"No," I whisper, barely even able to let out. I rip his cellphone out of his hands and shake my head in disbelief, not even breathing at this point. The picture my eyes are now glued to, is Mickey. And this is not going to be good. "No, we can't do this," I snap, him widening his eyes and laughing.

"F you, man. Stay here or come."

"I know her, Alec. I know her. I met her at a party and she came to our crib a while ago, when you were out back," I try to explain and get through his head.

"Was she good in bed?" He smirks as I put him so that his back slams against the side of the car.

"I didn't get in her pants. She's a nice girl and I didn't want to pull her into this life of mine," I rush out until he grabs his cell and pushes me back.

"Well then, I guess we'll find out if she's good in bed tonight," he exclaims, getting in the car in loud laughter as I stand motionless, in complete shock. Not knowing how to handle this or what to do. But all I know, is that I have to protect her. I have to find a way to protect this girl that I'm almost sure I'm falling in love with.

So I shake my head, and jump in my car. And I pray to a God if there even is a god, that he'll just give me a damn break and get me through this. Without getting myself killed.