"You was talkin' shit in the beginning
Back when I was feelin' more forgivin'
I know it piss you off to see me winnin..."
~ Post Malone

...♛...

"Kai. Kai, stop and tell me what the fuck that was."

As soon as the blond was dead, Kai started walking away. I silently followed behind until now.

We're alone outside, so he can't use the 'someone is going to hear us' excuse. I stand there as the three men come to a stop.

Personally, I find it funny that I refer to them as men when most, who only know their age, would refer to them as boys.

Age is the amount of time you've spent on this earth. I believe that has nothing to do with if you're a kid or an adult. Maturity is what decides for me, and the three eighteen-year-olds in front of me, have matured in ways, most eighteen-year-old boys, don't. It's the things they've experienced and learned from in such little time, that I envy.

They turn around and face me. Kai holds an unreadable expression matching Alec and Cole's.

"How old are you?"

My forehead creases in confusion.

"What does my age have to do with any of this?"

"Answer the question and you'll find out."

"Eighteen," I lie.

"Seventeen is your real age," Kai replies. "If you can't even be honest about your age with us, I don't find it necessary to share all our business information with you."

I clench my jaw from the amount of anger running through my veins. My whole life is on the line.

"If you want me to stop getting in your business, I want something in exchange," Kai's eyebrows rise in interest. "The box you stole from my room. I want it in its full form, and you to stay away from whatever's inside."

"What makes you think it's not already open?" he retorts.

"The zero point one second of surprise, wouldn't have flashed across your face otherwise," I reply confidently. He didn't have a valid reason to refuse. I mean, I'm going to live with him. He'll find out more about me than a lot of people ever will.

"Alright. Anything else you'd like to discuss before the night ends?"

"I'll tell you later," I say. Just incase there is something I want to discuss later, I don't want to bluntly deny his question.

"Let's get home then because there are many thing's I'd like to discuss," with that, they turn around and make their way to the car with me behind.

"I'll follow behind," I state, walking over to my car.

"No, give the keys to Cole. You're coming with me," Kai orders.

I shrug and push the key's into Alec's chest on the my way to Kai's car.

"You're driving my car. I haven't said anything, but that doesn't mean, I've forgotten what all of you have done," I open the back door and slam it shut after taking a seat.

"So you'd rather ride in the same car as Cole, noted," Kai says, taking a seat along with Cole.

"At least this way I know he's not trying to rape other girls."

"I don't call it rape when the other person enjoys it," Cole replies making my blood boil. How dare he say something so disgusting and aggravating?

My hands are fisted white as I bite down on my tongue from retorting and making things worse. My legs bounce up and down eager to do something, but I need to calm down.

I close my eyes and recite the lyrics of my favourite song.

Downtown we let it go
Sunset high and our bodies low
Blood rush in the hazy glow
My hands, your bones

Loose up we break the scene
One step deep as you fall to me
Heart clap, we skip a beat
Count one two three

And don't you stop the music
Get into it
Won't you dance with me?

Find a place and lose it
You can do it
Won't you dance with me?

Move your feet and feel it in the space between
You gotta give yourself a moment, let your body be
We gotta lose it
We gotta lose it

Lose it
Lose it

I lose myself within the lyrics until I feel the car come to a stop, and I open my eyes. Massive, is the first word that comes to mind.

The house is structured beautifully with tons of windows and a gigantic door.

I step out of the car when I spot the guys heading in. The beat of my heart can be heard from my ears as I take my first step in.

The house is modern with leather furniture, marble flooring and extravagant pieces of art hanging on the walls. Something tells me that this isn't just a designer's choice.

I stand there astonished. A house like this, was once my home as well.

"Change, and someone will come to take you to my office for our meeting," I didn't even realize Kai was standing in front of me until he spoke. I look down at his hands which holds out a t-shirt and pyjama shorts.

"Should I even ask where you got these from?" I question.

"They're unworn is all you need to know," he says before leaving.

"No, wait!" I yell, but it's too late. He vanishes from sight. I sigh heavily.

Where am I supposed to change?

I look around at the empty foyer. No one is here to ask for directions, so I take up the challenge and decide to find the bathroom on my own.

I climb the stairs and walk straight down the hall. I pass many doors, but they don't seem right.

"Hey!" I hear a rough voice from behind. I turn around facing a guy who seems the same age as me.

"What are you doing out of your room?" he looks pissed. His face a light shade of red and the vein popping out of his forehead, isn't a great indication. Heavily, his footsteps land on the ground. Two feet away, his right hand lifts ready to meet my cheek but before he can lay a hand on me, Cole stands in between.

The guy retreats before it's too late, "She's not a part of the supply, touch her and Kai will kill you. Let everyone know."

"What 'supply'?" I question. Cole dismisses the guy before turning around.

"You said you'd stop questioning us."

"I said, I'd stop questioning you guys once I have my box in my hands. Now answer my question, what 'supply'?" I try to hold the anger back.

"A supply of products that does not concern, or affect you in any way. Now, I can either show you the bathroom so you can change, or show you Kai's office."

I already know what the supply consists of but I needed to hear it from someone's mouth. If Cole isn't going to say it, I know Kai will.

"The bathroom," I reply. Ten minutes later, we reach the bathroom.

"You have twenty minutes, someone will come to take you down," he says as I enter the bathroom.

The first thing I do is take out my contacts. My eyes are starting to get irritated from wearing them for such long periods of time and they deserve a break. Then I quickly strip out of my dress and draw myself a cold shower. Letting the stress wash out with the dirt, I lather some shampoo and wash it out followed by conditioner.

I'm done in fifteen minutes. With a clean towel, I grab from the cupboard, I dry myself before pulling on the clothes I was given. Surprisingly, they fit perfectly. Just as I put in my second contact, there's a knock on the door.

Brody stands outside. A smile shows itself on his face when he sees me. I ignore it and keep a straight face. He let me down, I'm not going to forgive him so easily.

"Kai's in his office, waiting for you."

He knows I wasn't going to answer, so he doesn't wait for a reply. On our way to the stairs, I look left towards the hall I got lost in earlier. Behind those doors is something I fear to say out loud. All I can do is hope that it's not what I think, but in the pit of my stomach, I know it just might be.

"What?" Brody questions.

"Nothing," I didn't realize that I had stopped to think.

A turn after another, we're finally at the leader's office. Brody opens the door and I walk in. The first thing that comes to mind is the smell. It reeks of the musky cologne only his body usually wears. I guess this office has become a part of him seeing as his smell is the smell of this room. He probably spends majority of his day in here.

Books and files are perfectly lined on the bookshelf standing in front of the right wall. His desk, made out of dark wood, is sparkling clean with no loose papers. He, himself, sits behind the table on a cushioned seat as his mind focuses only on the computer screen in front of him.

I take a seat on one of the chairs across from him, and wait 'till he's done. He's still wearing the black suit and I can't help but admire how perfect he looks in it.

"You're late."

"Late, but here. I want the box," I state.

"Your box is waiting for you on the coffee table, in the foyer," he states. "But before you go, I have some things I need to let you know. One, you're training starts tomorrow. Two, we'll go back to school once your training is over. Until then, someone will bring you your homework. Three, your part-time job is at the cafe downtown. Again, it'll start after your training is over and you'll work Wednesdays and Thursdays only. Four, after today, you'll always have either Cole, Alec, Brody, or I with you when you're not in the house. Five, in this house, there is only Cole, Alec, you, and I. Rarely, will you ever see anyone from the outside except for security."

"Six, you will not question your mission under any circumstances. If you feel you know less, then know, that it's for a reason. Seven, if I get even the slightest hint that you're involved with another gang or are turning against me, I will kill you in a way that's so cruel, you'll feel the pain even after you die. Is there anything you feel I was unclear about?"

"Just two things. One, I have no clothes. Two, what's down that hallway?"

"We'll go shopping early morning tomorrow, and down 'that' hallway is our gang's way to making money."

"Please continue on," I exaggerate.

"They're all being shifted tomorrow, so don't waste your energy thinking about them," he suggests.

"Let them out, Kai. They're someone's daughter, sister or mother," I say.

"Even if I let the ten I have here, go, what can you do about the other five hundred?" I bite down on my bottom lip, helpless. "Nothing, because you can't save them all. Before you try to save someone else, save yourself. Maybe then, your efforts won't go to waste."

"I'm not at my best, but I don't need saving,"
I state. "I'm done with this meeting so where's my room?"

"The couch is your room for now."

"You're joking. Right?"

"The meeting is over, be awake by six."

"I guess I have no other option," I slide my chair back and get up.

"Summer," Kai calls and I stop at the door. "Alice was buried at the Chicago cemetery."

"Maybe you could visit her the day you realize what you did was disgusting," I state cold-heartedly. I twist the cold doorknob and exit.

The door slams shut behind me and I find my way back to the foyer. On the table, is my box securely shut. Satisfied, I pull out the recliner and lie down. The foyer seems to have dropped a couple of degrees as goosebumps appear on my exposed skin.

I ball up on the sofa in an effort to sleep. The bright foyer lights mixing with the cold isn't comforting but the thought of tomorrow exhausts me just enough to pull me into a deep slumber.

A/N:

Ivy: Third update in one week. Someone give me a high five...

Hope you liked the chapter, it's a little more calm than usual. Who knows what starts tomorrow for Summer?