Six

Jordan

"Okay. What do you want? And make it quick. I need to go back to work." I said while sitting across from Landon.

"Okay. Oh and thank you for the food. Anyway... When you were at the." He leaned closer and whispered. "At the shoot out."

I nodded my head and looked back to see if my boss was looking.

"Well... Now you're on radar." He said while eating a fry.

"Wait. What?"

"You're on radar."

My heart was pounding against my chest and I bet he can hear it too. My eyes grew big while my hands clamped up.

"What...what do you mean... I'm on radar?"

"Well. You're a witness at a gang shootout and everyone there was supposed to be dead . But look. You're not. So now you are being tracked by the other gang who was supposed to protect their club."

"HOW!"

"Shhhh. You know how I told you to go home." I nodded. "Well my gang was ambushing that club and one of the guy saw you talking to me and Jaxon here. So now they think you are spy or something. And they want you dead."

"W-what do I do?" I said while looking around crazy.

I'm going to die.

"Well for now on you have to live in the gang house till we get rid of these guys." I snapped my head back and see him looking at me intensely.

"No."

"No?"

"Yes no. I'm not going to live with some gang and get into more deep shit then just rather die and get it over with."

"You want to die?"

"If they find me. Yes."

"Okayyyy. Well you're still coming."

"No. I'm.not."

"To late. I grabbed your stuff from your apartment. Oh and nice thongs." He said while winking.

"You looked through my clothes!"

"Yeah. I had to get your clothes. Or unless you want to say in those clothes for awhile."

I got up and slapped him.

"Oh and I will live with you guys when hell freezes over." I said while getting up and walking away.

He grabbed my elbow and made me turn his way.

"We'll see about that baby cakes." He said while smirking then letting me go and going back to his burger.

****

"...and then he pushed me on the desk James! The FÛCKIN DESK!" I said while washing the dishes. And telling James about my professor.

"Ugh. I'm honestly going to switch that class." I said while drying off the last dish.

"Yeah. And tell me who he is. So I can beat the crap out of him."

"No James it's fine. You got to do that to bell and your wife when they get in trouble like that, not me."

He stopped wiping the counter and turned to look at me.

"Baby girl. I would do anything for you. You're like my daughter. I can't let anything happen to you."

"Really?"

"Yes. Now come here and give your dad some sugar." He said while smirking and opening his arms up. I walked straight through them and wrapped my arms around his waist.

"Thank you." I said in a barely whispered.

He kissed my forehead and rubbed my back.

****

"Fûck you bitch." I said while dancing to the elevator music and making up my own lyrics.

The doors open to my floor and I danced all the way towards my door.

"Yeah fûck you bîtch . Now let the beaaaatttt drooooooop." I said in a deep voice and putting the key in the whole.

"And everybody DROP TO THE FLOOR!" Then hitting open the door with my butt.

I closed the door with my foot and began to walk to the counter and dropped off my bag and took off my shoes.

"Yeah.yeah.yeah."

I opened the fridge door and bent down while bouncing my butt up and down.

"Making pancakes. Making bacon pancakes. Making bacon pancakes. Baaaaaacoooon paaaaaaaannncakkkkkesssss."

"I would like if you shut up and let's go." I jumped and spun around and to see Jaxon looking up and down my body. I suddenly felt uncomfortable and embarrassed because I don't know how long he was standing there.

"What?"

He looked back to my eyes and sighed.

"Let's go. I need places to be and this is not one of them."

"What do you mean?"

"Didn't Landon tell you?"

Fûckin Landon.

"No"

"He didn't t-"

"No. I mean no I won't be going to your 'gang house' or whatever you guys call that shît. I'm not going. And I don't care if I'm on radar. I rather die then go to that hell house."

"Look. Jordan, I don't want you there either. But guess what? You don't have a choice."

I glared at him and flipped him off. "No, and I don't want to be involved with a gang or even stay at a gang house so, you can go do what ever you were going to do and just tell them I refuse to go."

"Oh, sweet heart. You think you have a choice. Now. Get in the car."

"No."

He sighed again and walked towards me. He was now in front of me.

"I said lets go."

"And I said no."

"God damn it Jordan. You tell them you don't want protection then." He said while running his hand through his hair.

"Okay."

He snapped his head towards me and gave me a question look.

"O...okay?"

"Yes lets go. So I can tell 'them' I don't want protection."

He rolled his eyes and walked out. I followed close behind like a lost puppy and we made our way to his Audi R8.

"Nice car." I said while walking towards the passenger side. He just rolled his eyes and hopped in.