Being a gang leader is hard but it definitely has it's perks. One of them being that I have my own private jet.

" This is Suzi." I say loud and proud when reaching the jet that I'm proud to call mine.

Suzi is breathtakingly beautiful. As white as snow she still gives off a warm feeling. The black stripes painted at the near bottom are my art work. I have a similar tattoo on my bicep. The two black stripes are a symbol of mourn. Usually when a loved one has passed, and it seemed like a great idea to get the tattoo and spray paint it on Suzi.

" You named your jet Suzi?" A very surprised Everly questions.

Yes, I did name her Suzi. I don't know about you but the name Suzi kind of reminds me of a grandma and a grandma always has cookies and milk. That warm feeling is what I was aiming for. So Suzi did the job. Of course I never told one of the guys the reason behind the name because it's not a very manly sort of thing.

" Yes I did." I answer Everly and walk over to one of the flight attendants. She greets me with a warm smile and leads me into the jet with the rest of the inner-circle following. I tried to bribe Lucas to stay behind because I need an extra eye here but he didn't want to hear it. Not even when I tried to bribe him with girls. The man loves traveling.

When everyone is seated I notice that Everly isn't inside the jet. Walking towards the exit I see her standing still in front of the jet with a terrified expression.

" You coming love?" I ask trying to hide my amused expression.

Everly's eyes grow wide and I can see her struggling to swallow.

She's scared. It's adorable.

" I-I uh y-yeah." Everly stutters while trying to move forward. She doesn't budge.

Resisting the urge to laugh I walk down the steps towards the terrified girl.

" You okay there?" I ask with a huge grin.

" Oh will you shut it. I'm terrified of planes and I'm even more terrified of jets. Not that I have been in one but it's quite similar to a plane and planes crash and I'm -"

" I'll keep you safe. I promise." I cut her off from her rambling.

" How can you keep me safe when we're thousands of feet in the clouds? Oh God we're not going to make it. We're going to die. " she rambles.

I've noticed that when Everly is uncomfortable she starts to ramble or that when she's upset she'll try and avoid you till she feels like talking again. Typical woman language.

She exhales and I lock my hand with her shaking one. She looks down at our intertwined hands and smiles. I take the lead and walk us back up the stairs and into the jet.

We take our seats next to each other. Stella is busy typing away on her phone at a fast speed while trying to ignore Ryan, who is sitting next to her, at all costs. The poor kid.

Chase is sitting in the seat in front of their's with his signature bored expression while Lucas is trying to make conversation with Chase who is less than interested.

Everly looks like she has calmed down a little and is now looking out of the window.

A voice goes off over the intercom to announce that we are taking off in the next five minutes. I put on my seat belt and help Everly to adjust her's so that it can fit under her belly.

Soon enough we take off into the cloudy skies. Each time I hear Everly's breathing speed up, I take her hand in mine which calms her down immediately.

If only she knew what she was doing to me. If only she knew how bad I wanted to kiss her pale lips and never leave them again. If only she knew how badly I wanted to make her mine and give her anything this world has to offer. But she rejected me. I must say that it hurt like a bitch. I'm not used to being rejected. Girls come crawling on their knees just to stand next to me. But Everly, she's definitely different.

" Can I get you anything to drink Mister Wells?" I hear a voice ask next to me.

I turn my head towards the man that is dressed in a butler's uniform. Strange. I don't think I've seen him here before. I fly a lot with my jet so I usually know by now who is working on the jet.

Brushing off the idea I order some orange juice for Everly and a beer for myself. The man nods and walks off.

I catch Chase's confused eyes. I guess he also doesn't know who the guy is. I swift my attention back to Everly, who is still looking out of the window like an excited child and smile.

She surely is something unbelievable.

" Liam watch out!"

Before I can come to my senses I see Chase tackling down the butler. In one swift movement the butler flips the both of them over and what he has in his hands triggers all my anger. He has a fucking chef knife. Just as he was about to stab Chase I jump for him. I was the closest. Lucas and Ryan are short after me as they try to help Chase up. I'm busy straddling the butler with his own knife against his neck.

" Who are you?!" I yell.

He stays quiet.

Chase comes to a halt next to me with Ryan and Lucas as they pull out their guns. This is also partly reason why we can't fly on normal planes, we have too much weapons that need to come with.

" I asked you who you are! " I spit out when the guy decides on staying mute. My patience is running out and if he doesn't speak up very soon there won't be stopping me from killing him.

Before the butler can reply I hear a loud scream coming from behind me. I turn around so fast that my vision becomes blurry. It takes me a few seconds to realize that Everly is being held at gun point by the flight attendant from earlier.

Ryan, Chase and Lucas lift their guns in a matter of seconds towards the flight attendant.

" Drop your guns boys." She smiles.

I look around in panic. Where is Stella?! She is never here when I need her to be!

" What do you want?" I ask politely, not putting up a signal to drop our weapons.

" I said drop your guns boys!" She yells and her grip on Everly tightens. Everly shreeks under the tight grip and my anger grows.

I signal for the guys to drop their guns but I still hold onto the knife. The butler behind me is still laying on the floor so he won't be a problem.

" And your knife." the flight attendant urges.

I exhale and drop the knife.

I feel so powerless looking into Everly's terrified eyes. She's clinging onto her belly so tight that I think the baby is gonna pop out soon.

" Now that I have your attention. Your uncle wants to send you a message." she continues.

I knew it was that bastard! How did he even manage to get to my crew this fast? The flight attendant has been working for me for a while now and I still don't understand why she would betray me like this.

" He wants to congratulate you on getting your own gang together but now it's time to hand it over to him." she continues.

" Why would I ever hand my gang over to that bastard?" I spit.

She tilts her head a little back and starts laughing a hideous laugh. God that was harmful.

" He thought you would say that. I guess it's time for bye-bye Everly. " she raises her gun higher and presses it harder against Everly's head.

" Wait!" I yell in panic.

" Don't shoot her. We can discuss this without any harm done. Please, she's pregnant. " I beg.

I haven't begged for anything since I got released from jail. You get tired from begging everyone to believe that you didn't kill your own father. But I had to beg now. For Everly.

" Isn't that sweet. Too bad it had to end. " just as she was about to pull the trigger a loud shot came from behind her. The flight attended falls forward, hopefully dead. I look up in shock. Standing there with a bored expression is Stella.

" What a bitch." Stella comments.

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