Chapter eight: I know many things

"Can you please come and calm Jace down? Hes talking about you and he seems really pissed off V, please." Alec grabbed my arm, dragging me towards the school's boys toilets. "He is in there."

"I just cant fücking believe it." Jace sighed loudly upon seeing me. "Your just everywhere! You annoy me so much, yet i dont want you to fück off. The thought of you annoying me makes me smile."

"Jace, calm down. We can talk about this like adults." I took small steps towards him. "Dont make me have to knock you out again." I warned. This got a reaction out of him, a smile. Then his brows creased together in thought.

"What the fück are you doing to me?!" He lashed out, punching the grimy mirror in unison.

"JACE!" I roared, taking big strides this time. I cupped his injured hand, blood seeping into my white top. "Your hand will need stiches. " I whispered inspecting the damage. "Come on, your house or the gangs house to stitch you up?"

"Mine, i dont want my dad seeing this, he'll shoot me."

"Not if i do first." I quirked a brow. "Come on, lets get going. We only had last lesson anyways." I led him towards the door, down the corridor and out onto the car park.

"Get on." He said trying to get onto his bike.

"Jace, you cant drive with an injured hand, i'll drive us." I sat onto the bike, helping him.

"Can you drive?"

"Your forgetting who i am Jace." I smirked. "Wrap your good arm around my waist and you injured put around my waist also but rest it ontop of my leg." I instructed.

"You sound like this has happened before." Jace made a light joke.

"You would not believe me." An airy laugh excaped me.
I only rode ten over the speed limit, not that fast to be fair, but got us home in a few minutes. I pulled the spare keys from underneath the dustbin and opened the door.

"How did you know the key was there?" Jace looked at me wierdly.

"I know many things." I winked guesturing him into the kitchen. "Ill be right back, just need the loo." I smiled before rushing into my room to retrieve my medical supplies. I ran back down and he threw me a concerned look. "I found it in a bathroom, seemed like a girls bathroom." I shrugged it off.

I began wipeing the blood away, then sterilised it; to which Jace hissed at. "That hurts."

"Your in a gang now, you should never show weekness, and never show your in pain." I sighed, knowing all too well why you should never. "Try having greyson throw a knife into your theigh then tell me it hurts." I laughed lightly to ease the tension. "The one thing you learn is to never try to teach Greyson a new trick. Trust me it leaves scars." I laughed.

"How do you know how to do this?" Jace looked at me softly, my laughter stopped.

"I was born into a gang life, its essential you know how to do it and how to take care of your self." I spoke, softly sighing in the process.

"But who taught you?"

"Marilyn, my mother." I spat out, the word mother staining a sour taste in my mouth.

"Oh right." The chatter died soon after. I worked in silence, the only sound was quiet hisses from Jace.

"All done. As second in command, im giving you two weeks off from training to make sure you dont pop a stitch. Dress it every morning and night, making sure its clean. Also do not be doing anything to vigorous, again i dont want you to pop a stitch." I wrapped his hand in a bandage. "Ill let my father know that you have injured your hand, if he asks why i am going to have to tell him. But if he does not ask i will not." I smiled, taping the end of the bandage to the rest, securing it.

"Thankyou Violet, it means a lot you doing this for me." He smiled, pushing back a strand of my hair behind my ear.

"Its alright, i kind of had to do it as your part family now." I nudged him playfully.

"Please dont ever say that, its wierd." He smiled.

"Sure thing...bro." I laughed, leaving the medical stuff on the kitchen side. "Anyways its been fun and all but i have to scoot. I have errands to do." I smirked, fake shooting him with my fingers.

"Oh i get you loud and clear." He raised one brow.

"Until next time." I winked leaving him in the kitchen.