Finding Life

Chapter Twenty-Seven: One Last Kiss

A/N Hey guys!! So this is the last chapter for SOML! I'm not sure if I will do a sequel or not, but I'll let you know soon! Thank you soooo much for reading and for keeping up with updates, I really appreciate it!! See you soon<3 

SHAY'S POV

This was gonna be our last chance to rescue my baby boy. I haven't exactly adopted him completely, but I plan to do so. My stupid step sister cannot take away this baby from me. Azlyn had come in earlier to sig me out and to drop off some clothes for me. I go to pull on my black tights when something dark tumbles to the ground with a clack. I reach out to pick it up only to squeal a little and jump away from it. What the hell is a gun doing in my stash of clothes?

The door peers open and Azlyn slips through, "What's wrong, Shay?"

"Why is there a gun in my clothes?" I hiss and she rolls her hazel eyes at me, "Well duh! It's for protection at the club." 

I stare at the object for a while and watch it be picked up by her and placed into my trembling hands.

"Az, you know I promised him I wouldn't." I whisper and hear her sigh, "I know, sweetie, but this is for safety. I am not saying you have to shoot anyone. Just keep with you for safety is all. You want Chayton back don't you?" 

I nod and hold the gun close to myself. I'll do this one last time for Chayton. 

Pretty soon, it was time to start walking. None of us brought cars to the hospital, so all of us had to walk. Not that I mind. I sort of want to have time to think. Bou walks along next to me, keeping a certain distance. I could tell everyone had some sort of weapon on them for safety though maybe the guys are actually going to use them. It couldn't be Jacobs that called us, so who could it be? Another hand clasping mine shakes me out of my thoughts. My eyes follow the arm to meet dark eyes that I love. I smile softly at him watching a smile mirror mine. His fingers interlock with mine as we follow the group towards where we all met. 

Gotta say, this trip has been pretty life changing. 

AZLYN'S POV

Hussain and Tyler were leading us to the club. I shiver at the thought of losing any of these people. They were like my family now. Especially Hussain. I may be only 19, but I can tell you that my life has not been boring at all. Especially this month. Suddenly, Tyler and Hussain drop their fast pace to leisure stroll and I could see the club sign come into view. I take a deep breath and link arms with Nyah. Her body stiffens next to me and I could visibly see the tense vein throbbing on her forehead. 

"Hey, calm down, N." I whisper and Nyah exhales deeply before nodding once. The guys let us enter first. Shanaya goes in first wearing her black and red dress. The top part had a sheer net while you could tell the under neckline was sweetheart. It only came down to just above her knee. She had on a leather jacket to add to the look, curtsy of me. Her black pumps just added to make her look pretty damn sexy. I had on a black sparkly body con dress that came just below my ass. My mother would have complimented me on it. Yup, she's the other kind of moms. 

Nyah had decided on going with jaguar printed leggings and a long black peasant shirt. She left it on loose and added black ankle boots to the outfit. I'm proud of her fashion choice for today. I mean, we have to be presentable for the club, right? 

TYLER'S POV

The girls had just head in, each with different expressions. Nyah had a determined look causing the vein on her forehead to pop out. Azlyn appeared pretty smug, ironically.I couldn't see Shanaya's face, she just sort of ran in. I search the surroundings as I slip in about two minutes after the girls. The guy who messaged the girls wouldn't know what I look like or what the other guys looked like, right? Obviously being a guy, I just had on a tshirt and dark jeans with the signature leather jacket. All of the guys in my father's group had a signature look. The top notch guys like Hussain, Bou and I got our own distinguishable leather jackets. I felt a tap on my shoulder and I turn slowly to see a petite brunette eagerly waiting to dance. I smile at her and nod to the guys before being lead to the dance floor. Hussain left Bou to go to the DJ stand. Bou shrugs and slips through the small crowd to go to the bar. I could see Nyah leaning against a wall and watching the crowd dancing on the dance floor. Her brown eyes lock with mine and I wink at her causing a light pink tinge to gather at her cheeks. Smirking I continue dancing with the random chick, but all the while watching my girl.