Chapter 21: Dead on the dance floor
We all sat in a circle. Let me rephrase it a dead silent circle. You could hear the wind blowing strong outside. I closed my eyes and took a deep puff of my cigarette, my hand shaking, itching for a beer. I exhaled the smoke making me want a beer even more.
I am literally on verge. I couldn’t do anything or say anything without thinking about him, or my father. My father, the man I love and don’t want to hurt. I felt tears trying to break through my eyes but I wouldn’t let them show. What happen to my mother will not happen to my dad. I refuse it to happen to him. I need a plan and fast, I don’t care if they help me or not. I just want my dad safe.
“I open my eyeeees,” Jango belted out. My eyes widen. What the fuck?
“Dude. What have you been smoking?” Max asked smirking at him.
“Oh, I got no clue but it is amazing. I see ponies and rainbows,” Jango answered skipping around the room. I laughed my ass off. Who would have thought you would hear ponies and rainbows coming out of a gangsters cold lips.
“Are yo gay?” Brad asked with a smirk playing on his lips. Brads arm around Katie. She sniggled into him.
“Who want to go to a club?” I asked. The idea came random but it is something I need. Loud music and alcohol, the good stuff.
“Did you hear any of the words that where said before you?” Jango asked teasing me. I stuck my tong out at him.
“No,” Jack said glaring at me. I gave my infamous what the hell face.
“Oh, come on stop being such a loser,” Katie said and looked me straight in the eyes, “I’m going no matter what y’all say.” I nodded my head still looking a Jack.
“Alana, you are not going,” Jack growled.
“What am I going to do? Die on the dance floor?” I shouted throwing my arms around.
“You look like a unicorn threw up on you,” Jango told me. He is defiantly high. Jack smacked him on the back of head.
“She does not look like Nicki Minaj!” Katie yelled. I blustered out laughing. That’s a good one. Max looked at her with a shocked face. He probably in love with Nicki’s ass., wouldn’t be surprised.
Out of nowhere Brads phone went off…
“Toot that thang up mami make it roll
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AdventureCover By ArabelleWinchester "Please Jack, I'm sorry," I begged him. I knew I looked like shit while he looked like a Greek god who just woke up. "I was wrong!" "Alana? What happen?" Jack asked. "S-she dead," I told him, letting a cry come from m...
