《The Gangleader and Me ✅✔ (Completed)》Would She Spill On Us?
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"Let's shift." I said bluntly.
"You guys go. I know him." Ashley said and we narrowed our eyes at her. She is a girl full of mystery and just waiting for someone to fucking solve her.
"We want an explanation when we get home." I said, deadly serious before hopping on my bike.
"Tyson. We are just going to leave her with the cop? Would if she snitch on us?" Chase asked and I rolled my eyes.
"No, she won't. We will take the back road and hide in that street beside the store." I informed and he nod. Mason, Chase, Scott and Carlos went into Tyler's car while I rode away.
I drove up to the road and make a U-turn. I parked at the back of the store and I hop off the bike, while my gang parked the car before the mouth of the halley. We walked into the halley and we stop when we heard them talking...
"What are you doing here in Hollywood?" I heard the cop asking Ashley.
"I am living here now." I heard Ashley presuming.
"With your dad and step mom?" He asked and she didn't say anything.
"So why did you move here?" He suddenly asked.
So many fucking questions! If only I had my gun to blow a shot through his fucking head for arresting Carlos, Scott and Tyler from the gun trade to the Russians gang downtown. Luckily, they all got informed just in time to hide the money and their personal guns before getting arrested.
"This guy can ask so much fucking questions." Chase said bluntly.
"He's a cop. He's supposed to ask alot of questions, idiot." Mason presumed.
"You are supposed to know because you helped me in that case." Ashley said. What case?
"What case?" Tyler asked at the same time.
"Don't know. Don't care." I said bluntly.
"Oh. With that boy named Timmy?" The cop asked and she didn't say anything.
Timmy? Who the fuck is Timmy?
"Who the fuck is Timmy?" Mason asked as if he was reading my mind and that's why he's my right hand man.
"Maybe her brother?" Scott suggested.
"Does she even have a brother?" Carlos asked bluntly.
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"Shush." I shut them up and they went silent...
"So, what are you doing here?" Ashley asked him and he chuckled.
"I was assigned to this area to look for gangs in school. Do you know any?" He asked.
Would she really spill on us?
"You think she will tell him about us?" Scott asked, sounding pissed.
"No, she won't." I informed.
"How would you know?" Tyler asked bluntly and I was irritated now.
Mason made me see things about her and when I look in that direction, she's kind of different from the rest of bitches I knew...
"Because she wouldn't." I said bluntly.
"No, why would I know of any?" Ashley asked him.
"See." I presumed and he nod.
"Because you mostly hung around them back home with your brother Justin." The cop said to Ashley.
She does have a brother?
"She mostly hang around gangs?" Scott said.
"She's a Badass." I heard Carlos smirking.
A bad bitch?
I smirked.
"That means Timmy isn't her brother? So who the hell is Timmy?" Chase asked bluntly.
I know he has feelings for her and it kinda makes me fucking jealous but I don't know why....
"Shush." I shut them up again because I was getting irritated with my thoughts and they went silent.
"No, I don't know any gangs." Ashley said to the cop.
"Well, if you come to know. Here's my card. Give me a call." The cop said to Ashley.
"Well, bye." He said to Ashley and we saw him walking away up the road.
As soon as he walked away, we stepped out to see Ashley with Noah. Ashley said something to him and he suddenly pointed to us. She looked at us and I checked out her then a smirk creeps up on my lips.
"You were spying on me?" She yelled as they both make their way up to us.
"Who is Timmy?" I asked, ignoring her question and she rolled her eyes.
"I can't believe you." She presumed.
"Ashley... Who is Timmy?" Chase asked bluntly and she scoffed.
Why does it even matter to him? Just because Ashley looks like his...
"I don't know what you're talking about." She snaps.
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"Just tell us." I demanded and she sighed.
"Timmy is someone from my past." She said as she rolled her eyes.
"What did he do to you?" I asked, curiously and she stared at me.
"And why does it even matter to you?" She asked.
"Because it fucking matters." I said, irritated.
"Just forget about it." She said and I glared at her.
"Let's go home." Mason suggested as he looked between us both.
"Alright." I said, angrily while going back to my bike.
Sometimes I just can't understand that girl! And I don't even know why the fuck I want to understand her!
I can't believe they were spying on me? Ugh!
When we got home, I ran up to my room; totally annoyed and I locked the door behind me. I threw myself on the bed and I laid on my stomach with irritating groans.
"Ruff Ruff Ruff Ruff Ruff Ruff Ruff Ruff Ruff Ruff Ruff Ruff " Beauty came barking after a few minutes.
"Go away beauty!" I yelled and I heard her barking while crawling the door.
"Ruff Ruff Ruff Ruff Ruff Ruff Ruff" She barks and I groaned.
I got up and I opened the door for her to come in but instead of Beauty, Tyson came inside. Beauty barks at me then she wiggles her tail and ran away while barking.
What a traitor?
I went to my bed and I laid down while Tyson took a seat.
"Dinner is ready and the boys are here, so come and eat." He informed me and I kept quiet.
"I am sorry." He smirked at that point and my eyes widen.
Did he just...? Did I just heard clear?
"Wait! You just said sorry?" I nearly scream because I knew I heard right once again.
"So, what?" Is all he asked, probably not caring and I smirked.
"Seriously? You're so weird for a badboy." I said as I shook my head and he rolled his eyes.
"Well aren't you the lucky one to get a sorry from a bad boy." He smirked again and I chuckled.
"I will be down in a sec." I presumed.
"What, you're not really hungry?" He asked, looking curious.
"Nope, I don't feel like eating." I said with a shrug.
"I am the one who cooked." He smirked, proudly and I jumped up, off the bed because I wanted to see this for myself!
"I know you couldn't resist me." He said and I chuckled as I stood before him.
"Can you resist me?" I asked as I looked at his lips and he chuckled.
"You want to find out?" He asked he stood in my personal space and I laughed. I am not going to wait and find out anything!
"Um, no." I chuckled then I ran through my door and down the stairs then he ran after me.
"Ashley... Why are you running?" Noah asked as I entered the dining room and I quickly took a seat.
"I just felt like running." I lied as I did a little stretch with my hands into the air and Mason chuckled.
"My ship." Noah said with a smirk and I chuckled.
"From what? Tyson?" Tyler smirked at that point and I chuckled.
"Ashley... There you are." Tyson presumed as he entered the dining room, awkwardly. He took a seat beside me and I chuckled.
"Yep... I am right here in front of all the boys." I smirked and everyone chuckles, awkwardly.
"You two are so weird." Chase said while rolling his eyes.
Okay what is his problem? He's been acting strange than the usual.
"I am not weird... He is the one who is weird here." I informed as I pointed to Tyson and he chuckled. He stood up and he went to the kitchen.
"Ruff Ruff Ruff Ruff Ruff " Beauty barks while coming out of nowhere.
"See even beauty thinks you're weird." I yelled for Tyson to hear.
"She looks like Ashley and a slight image of Tyson in a sort of a way. Why?" Mason asked with a chuckle and I glared at him.
"Her name's Beauty." I said with a shrug.
"Dinner is served." 'Chef' Tyson came in with dinner.
"Food." We all shouted and Tyson smirked.
I am so surprised that he actually didn't burn down the kitchen!
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