《Meeting the Gangleader》Chapter 10
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*Brittany's P.O.V*
I sat in his car singing along to Superbass, when he suddenly pulled his car in to a parking spot.
I looked over at him confused.
"Where are we?"
He just smirked and got out of the car.
Then he walked around the car and opened the door for me.
"Thank you." I say, happily.
He smiles at me, then takes my hand in his, walking towards the building.
I can't help but to notice how our hands fit together perfectly. W
here are we? What if he's a rapist and he's taking me here to rape and murder me? I don't even know him very well. Why do I trust him so much?
I clear my thoughts and continue walking.
Well, I have been on like 3 dates with him now. I don't think he would really do that. I really trust him actually. I know that he's a good guy.
As we approach the building, I notice it's a brick building, and only one floor.
He releases my hand and walks over to the door, and pushes it open.
"After you," He says.
I walk in ahead of him, and all I can see is a dimly lit hallway leading deeper into the building.
The deeper it gets, the darker it gets.
I stand still and look back at him, scared to walk first.
He laughs and starts walking, grabbing my hand as he passes me.
I instantly feel butterflies invade my stomach.
We walk for a couple of minutes, passing by a couple doors.
Finally, he stops, and looks at me with a mischievous look.
He opens the door, and pushes me in to the room.
As I walk in, I feel my jaw drop.
There's nothing in the room, except a big blanket, a projector, and some pillows.
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I look over at him and smile from ear to ear. He smiles back.
"So, I had one of my wo- uhm... One of my... Friends... Do some research. Your favorite movie is PS. I Love You, right?"
I nod my head slowly.
"Yeah. How'd he find that out?"
He just smiles mischievously.
"I have my ways, sweetie. I told you I had connections. Anyways, I bought Ps. I Love You, and set up a projector. Wanna watch it?"
I smile excitedly.
"Of course I wanna watch it!"
No one has ever done anything this sweet for me!
I drag him over to the blanket and lay down, fluffing a pillow to lay on, so I won't strain my neck.
He lays beside me, and I snuggle closer to him.
He leans slightly over me and I feel my heart race.
His cologne hits me and I take a breath, loving the smell of it.
He clicks a button on the projector, and the movie starts playing on the white wall across from us.
I lay my head on his chest, listening to his heart beat.
He runs his hand up and down my side, slowly, making me feel safe.
That's how we lay the whole entire movie, neither of us moving.
Once the movie ends, we still just lay there talking for a little while.
After awhile I ask a question that he normally avoids.
"So, what do you do, Adam?" I question, wanting to know more about this man that I barely know, but for some reason felt safe with.
I feel him hold his breath for a second, then his breathing returned back to normal.
He shifted uncomfortably before he answered.
"Uh well, look. If I tell you, please don't be freaked out, ok? It's honestly not as bad as you think it is." He sighs softly, and I held my breath in anticipation.
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"I'm the leader of the Red Vipers. The biggest gang in the city."
I shoot to my feet and back away from him.
"Wa-wait... Yo-you're Adam... Ad-Adam Winchester? THE Adam Winchester? No. No, it can't be. Ad-Adam is big and scary an-and yo-you're sweet and gentle." I ramble hoping it isn't true.
It suddenly all makes sense now.
Why he doesn't talk to his family much.
How he has all of these connections.
How he only trusts a couple people.
Why he didn't let me hear his last name.
Why he said he was the typical bad boy.
The black and red colors.
All of the pieces start falling in to place, and I'm stuck in the middle of it.
He stands up and walks towards me, regret showing on his face.
"We aren't that bad! We don't kill unless we have to! We don't even do that drug crap! We aren't eve-"
"Take me home." I interrupt.
I look down so I don't have to look into his beautiful, emerald green eyes.
He walks closer to me and I back away my back hitting the wall.
"Do not take a step closer to me. Adam, take me home. Now," I say quietly, trying to hold back the tears that formed in my eyes.
I look up at him quickly.
"Ok." He says defeatedly.
We walk out of the building and when he tries to grab my hand I pull it away from him.
He drives me home, and the whole ride we both stay quiet.
When we arrive at my house I get out of the car and say one last thing to him before I shut the door.
"Don't try to contact me. Ever. I can't get involved with a gangleader. I'm sorry."
As I say this I feel the tears I have been holding, finally fall down my face.
I run inside, and run up to my room.
Why him? Why does the one guy that I actually feel safe with have to be a monster? Why do I even care?
He was the one person that I thought I could actually trust besides Karly.
It seemed like he could understand me and that I could actually believe him and rely on him.
I was starting to fall for him.
For a monster.
For a guy that ran the most feared gang in town.
I out my trust in a guy that probably would have just thrown it away.
I already have enough problems in my life, I don't need another.
I always knew no one actually cared about me.
That no one would actually like me.
He was just pretending.
He can't actually like me.
He's a monster.
But yet, I still let him in.
I let him break down my walls, and I trusted him.
For the first time, since I was 8, I actually trusted someone, only for them to ruin it.
I can't trust anyone.
The only people I have in this world is me.
I'm all alone.
All alone in this big, cruel, world.
I don't have anyone, and I guess that's what I deserve.
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Hey guys.
I edited this and made it better.
And longer.
So yeah, hope you enjoyed it.
It gets better.
I guess.
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