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does it just have to be me?" He huffs. I walk over to the bed and sit on the side they aren't on. 

"Oh please. This isn't the first time I've seen her." I scoff. "Anyways, I need to talk to Maria." 

"Can we, um, finish?" She asks. 

"Trust me, this is more important. Baldy, out." I shove him out of the room. "Also, make sure the shower is cold." He scoffs and walks away when I shut the door. 

"Alright, what the fuck was so important that you had to leave me in this state?" She growls, obviously upset with me. 

"Look sweets, I'm sorry, but this is an emergency." She motions me to continue so I sit on the bed again and lean against the head board with her. "On Thursday, we need to get everyone out for as long as possible. Antonio is having Alan plant a bomb, so we need to get him alone in here, without him knowing. That's why we are planning a surprise party. Everybody there, but Alan. He will probably get injured, but no one else has to. Neither does the house."

Chapter fourteen

 ~Sofia~

 

"Are you sure this is going to work Sof?" Maria asks. I just nod, since I don't trust my voice at the moment. I'd be lying if I said I wasn't scared. Terrified, actually. But, this has to work. I'd say we had a pretty good plan. We told everyone we were having a surprise party at the a club, Adrian's club, for Alan. Flawed, right? Wrong. We told Alan that we were having the party for one of the members, James, at an abandoned warehouse. He left awhile ago, and just got back from planting it in the warehouse. The 'Parties' start in half an hour, so we are all leaving. "Bye James, gotta go." Maria laughs, making sure to seem suspicious. Alan smirks, as everyone piles out of the house, except James. He's the only person who knows how to repair things, so earlier, we made sure some shower heads were loose so that they leaked and he had to stay behind later.

"Yup, meet you there!" Alan smirks as James walks up the stairs with his tool bag. Here, they don't hire anyone outside to do their work. They don't even have maids or anything, they just clean this giant place by themselves. We reach the club, and my heart is literally beating out of my chest. What if word got around to Alan, and he put it here? Everyone is setting up the previously plain club with decorations.

Adrian looks at me pacing by the door. "Hey, it's fine. It's just a surprise party." He laughs. I nod and give him a half-hearted smile, before walking over to Maria, who is talking to Brad. I take her hand in mine, and she gives me a reassuring squeeze. 

"Hey party planner number two. This is sick." He motions to the balloons and streamers all around the room. "Also, what did you call me Monday?"

"Baldy, why?" I sigh at my quivering voice. He just smiles and shakes his head. It hits 2:30 and I can't stop chewing on my lip. James just got here, so it's time to call Alan. 

"Hey Alan, can you come to the club?" Adrian asks over speaker phone. 

Fear laces his voice as he answers. "W-what? Boss, where are you?? What happened to James's surprise party?" Everyone looks confused, and Adrian's eyes shoot up to me. 

"It's your surprise party, here at the club. Where are you?" He asks.

"But Maria and Emily- Son of a bitch!" He shouts, then suddenly hard breathing is all we can hear, until there is a loud boom. The bomb. 

"Alan? Alan?!" When he doesn't get a response, he hangs up and turns to Danni. "Track his phone. Now!" He demands, making her just but she pulls out a laptop from her bag, and begins furiously typing on it. The room becomes chaos as people attempt to figure out what happened. 

"Got it!" Danni's voice breaks through the noise. Everyone rushes to their respective vehicles, and we all speak off to the no doubt, wreck. It takes about forty minutes to arrive, the entire car ride with Adrian, Brad, Maria, and myself, filled with tension. Maria and I have been holding hands the entire time in the back seat of Adrian's car. I swear, I'm about to pass out from fear. This is going to end up worse than I thought. Adrian has no idea what was going to happen, and there is no way I would be able to just explain it to him like Maria. He's going to blame me. 

I can't even imagine the punishment for this.

The car comes to an abrupt stop, making me glad I had my seatbelt on. I look ahead of us, and see ruins upon ruins, blocking most of the street. Luckily, this part of the town is basically a ghost town. Adrian's gets out, but makes sure to order us to stay here. Does that stop Maria from dragging me out? No. No it does not. People from the vehicles behind us, pile out to get to Alan. Adrian is pulling him out from under some of the heavy rubble. The pain he looks to be in looks intense, and for once, I feel bad for the devil spawn. He holds his leg when he gets out, his pant leg wet with blood. He has cuts and bruises on his face. He glares up at me.

"Alan, what happened?" Adrian asks, as Brad evaluates his legs, which were stuck beneath the broken building. 

"I was told we were coming here for James' surprise party. I got here and no one was there, and then the bomb went off." He explains. 

If Adrian was really listening, he would have noticed that Alan said, 'the bomb' instead of, 'a bomb' so he's basically admitting that he did it. But no. Instead, he glares at Maria and me. "I thought I told you two to stay in the car." He growls, making me hide halfway behind Maria. 

She mocks being shocked. "Really? I thought I told Alan the club, I guess everyone just happened to be where they wanted to be." She replied innocently. 

"Maria, stop, you're making it worse." I sigh, when his glare gets more intense. 

"No! It's not our fault this bastard over here was-"

"Maria! Stop! Now." I put my hand on her arm to calm her down, and she does, but hesitantly. She has some anger issues, that were better since she basically had free reign around Antonio's house, but they seem to be spiralling since we got here. Despite my fears, I step in front of her, making sure it doesn't get too bad. 

"He's fine. Just needs some rest and gauze." Brad concludes, coming to stand by Maria. 

"Good." Adrian's stiff glare never leaves me, daring me to look away. I attempt to hold it, but Antonio's warnings, punishments come to mind, and I look away. "Everyone leave. Garret, call the clean up crew. James, Riley, Danni, Chase, Chad, go clean up the club. The rest of you get the fuck out of my sight." He growls. "You three," he points to us angrily, "Get in the car."

Chapter fifteen

~Sofia~

 

The rest of the ride was silent and tense. We reach the house, and Maria drag me out her door from the backseat, since she still hasn't let go of my hand. My heart is racing at the thought of what he would do to me. She can probably tell by my shaking hand. Adrian signals for us to follow him, but he doesn't even glance back at us. We follow him in, me behind my friend. He opens the door to his office, where we both go in and sit on the large plush chairs across from his oak desk. He shuts the double doors, then moves in front of us, leaning against the desk. He stares at us for a while, before he runs a tanned band over his stressed face. "Alright, what the hell were you two up to?" 

"Nothing. We told him the club, he went to some abandoned building, where only he was." Maria shrugs, again, innocently. 

"Do you have anything to add?" He asks, and when I give him a brisk glance, he's looking at me. I simply shake my head. I feel his gaze on me a while longer. "Emily, go to the room. I'll come up soon." He growls. 

"Please don't hurt her." I beg quietly, standing up but not moving. I need an answer. 

"I won't." He finally answers. I nod keeping my eyes downcast, squeezing Maria's hand, before leaving and going up to the room. I sit on the bed, and sink into the silk sheets and pillows. I pull the soft covers over my body, and cry. Cry about Antonio. Cry about my birthgiver and sperm donor. They can't even be called parents. Cry about my best friend. Current and old. Cry about Adrian. Cry about... Everything horrible that has ever happened in my entire life. 

Eventually I end up crying myself into a deep slumber.

 

•••

 

I take a deep breath as I regain consciousness. Fingers are running through my strawberry blonde hair, as a familiar warmth and scent hits me. I open my eyes to see Adrian looking down at me, from where he is next to me on the bed, propped up on his elbow. "Hey cupcake." He whispers. 

I can't help but smile. "Hi banana bread."

"Dammit, I was hoping you had forgotten about that." He sighs. I laugh, and he soon joins me. He looks at me for a while, and this time, I hold his light gaze with mine. He takes a deep breath before talking. "Maria told me that you overheard Alan talking to someone on the phone. Which is why you planned the party, and away from the house. Is that true?" God dammit Maria. 

I nod. 

He scoffs. "And all along I was trying to get him to find the mole." His light eyes darken, to an almost black color. Is that even possible? Maybe this is all one big dream. I'll wake up in my personal hell, go to work, come back, get my beating, go to sleep, repeat. I discreetly pinch my self below the sheets and find that it is not in fact, a dream like I had previously hoped. This is all just too weird. "I'm going to kill that bastard." He suddenly states, standing up next to the bed. 

"Alan?" I ask shocked. 

"Him too. But no. Antonio. He