Ryan
I didn’t sleep for long until my brother alerted me about our fucking mate. I smile as I see her running away with her cousin. She knows what she’s done, that’s why she’s running out of here quickly.
But we don’t stop her. Let her go. We will have to teach her a good lesson for trying to do this today. Elena thinks she can make us jealous, she lies to herself. She’s only going to fucking get the people she uses dead or hurt.
The guy who was squeezing her ass is right here in front of me, almost passed out. Blood is all over his mouth, his broken nose is bleeding terribly that it is ruining his white T- shirt.
“Please, forgive me,” he says as his eyes closed. He is at the verge of giving up and taking his last breath but he still begs.
“This is a lesson for dancing with any random girl you see.” I throw another punch to his face and he somersaults to the ground, spiting blood on my shoe. I get irritated immediately.
“Nobody touches what is ours.” Darius angrily picks him up and hold him for me, while I keep sending punches to his face till he finally gives up.
“He is dead.” Tyson says in his deep voice, stepping forward as he drops the ashes of the cigarette on his lifeless body.
“We have to teach her a lesson, that nobody must touch her except us.” Daniel matches forward. He always has his hands deep in his pocket like a gentleman. But he isn’t gentle at all, his silence is deadly.
“She left.” Daniel tells me as he is looking straight in the direction she was standing at, a guy was beside them too. And we are pretty sure that guy looks like they came together but left him here out of tension.
I smirk, dropping my bloody hands down as I know what to do next, to our little mate. She has to be taught not to ever think of making us jealous or let any man touches her.
“Let her go man, we know what to do.” I smile. I’m patient so I walk to a table some inches away from us. I see vodka and pour it into the red cup that I also find on the table.
“Don’t let the guy leave.” I down a little of the alcohol, my three brothers sit down beside me. They know what that means and how excited they seem when it comes to our soft flower.
“We got it man.” Daniel smiles, his eyes narrow as he is looking in the same direction. He is monitoring the guy.
“Pour me some.” Darius get himself a cup, and pushes it towards me to fill it up. I don’t pay much attention to the drink, until I fill it to the brim then it starts pouring on my white button-down shirt.
We are always in white or black. Those are our best color. We are frequently on black because it tells more of how much of a bad boys we are. White makes us look gentle. We are not.
“He’s moving from his spot.” Daniel announces as his green eyes darkens. He is watching him. I don’t bother because my brothers are not letting him go. I drop my cup, even though there is still some drink in it. I stop drinking and see where he is heading to.
There’s a public toilet at the back, and I haven’t seen it there the last time I secretly followed Elena here. She doesn’t know up till now. I know this is her favorite place to be at. Maybe the people hosting the party brought a temporary public toilet in case they don’t plan to make a mess in the water.
I see that he is heading towards the back, and maybe going to the toilet. He is walking reluctantly like he is tired of living or something. I’m trying to explain exactly his state right now, and he looks very drunk. It is very obvious in his steps.
“He is going to the bathroom.” I tell them, and they nod.
“We got this bro.” they smirk. Daniel is clapping his hands softly. He seems very much active today, and I can’t wait to see what he has up his sleeves about our little mate.
“This is our chance. Tyson, get your car ready. We are using it.” Daniel tells him. We didn’t bring lots of cars today. Only Tyson and Darius have their cars here and we paired.
“Sure bro.” he drops his empty cup. He stretches as he stands. Daniel does the same, fixing his shades back on his eyes. He doesn’t like his eyes seen frequently, which explains the reason he wears shades even at night.
Daniel walks toward the toilet first, following the guy secretly, as he passes the corner to the back. He is inside the toilet now and Daniel is hiding so he wouldn’t find out someone is following him.
I don’t stay too far from Daniel. I’m just waiting while he makes the move himself. He knows what to do and he would do it well.
Some moments later, I hear a scream and it’s the guy. Daniel grabs him from behind, slapping one hand across his mouth to silence him. He gives him a knock on the back of his neck. He is knocking him out. Good.
The darkness covers us as he begins to drag him out of the toilet. Tyson’s car is already open, I assist him as he carries him forward. We toss him into the back seat of Tyson’s car and shut the door close immediately. The party is still busy and nobody suspected anything. That is what we want, silent actions.
Tyson hops into the driver’s seat, I get into the passenger seat. Darius idrives the other car with Daniel with him. Perfect.
“Ready?” I ask Tyson as he glances at the back seat, seeing the guy unconscious and smirks.
“Sure man.” he says, starting the car and we leave the place.