“Is anyone in there” a woman’s voice yells out, but I just lay there as Chance's lifeless eyes stare at me. I wake up sweating, looking around “Just another dream,” I tell myself as I stare at the ceiling as tears run down my face. Chance and Gunner haunt my every thought, Chance the most, I lay there with him for over an hour until they could cut us out Gunner was no better off not moving at all. I’d seen people die before, but never anyone that I knew not someone that meant something to me who I looked up to. I sit up going to my desk and pull out the file of the bastard that killed my friends, and I stare at his picture‘Harold Pen sixty-two lived in Coral City his whole life, (widower) of six years, was married to Wanda Rale had one daughter Sharon Pen (deceased), one granddaughter. Harold was a plumber for over fifty years until he retired five years ago owns his own home at 267 Lake, Round Drive’ I stare at his photo for so long getting angrier and angrier “You old bastard you’re gonna pay for what you’ve done.”****EllaAs I place the flowers on Brayden’s grave I tidy up the leaves and lay down looking up at the sky “The sky looks so blue Bray” the tears coming hard “I miss you so much and I know we haven’t really spoken that much lately but I miss you. I hate that I can’t pick up the phone and call, what am I going to do Bray?” I lay on my side, placing my hand on the mound of dirt, the sound of a motorbike has me standing up wiping the tears away and placing my arms around my waist“Ella, how’d you get here?” Blaze asks me the intense look he gives me making my insides shiver“I walked” I tell him and he steps forward“If you wanted to come here all you had to do was ask, I would have given you a lift” I shake my head at him looking at the ground“It’s fine, I needed to get out of the clubhouse” I tell him“You don’t like the clubhouse” I shake my head and he frowns more that all he ever does is frown at me, he seems to be in a perpetual bad mood“No, I like it just fine, I just wanted to see Brayden” he looks down at my brother’s grave“He was a good Brother,” he says and I can see the sorrow in his face, making me step forward and I place my hand on his arm and he looks at me“He was a great brother” I tell him and he nods, his dark hair and dark eyes staring right at me “What was Gunner like?” I ask him and he looks to the grave next to Brayden’s“He was a good Brother to” I look at the other grave and kneel back down, splitting the flowers I got for my brother in half and placing them on Gunner’s“Do you want a lift back?” I go to stand up and Blaze holds his hand out for me to take“Thank you,” I look at the huge bike and nod (yes please my lady parts yell) he places his hand on my lower back and moves me away but I stop turning back to my brother“I’ll see you next week Bray” I tell him and Blaze helps me onto his bike****ZoeyIt takes just over a week to plan, organize and have everything for my wedding and tonight is the bachelor and hens’ nights “Baby, are you in here?” Saint says as I walk into the room from the bathroom“Saint, what are you doing?”“I wanted to see you before you left for Niya’s” he pulls me to him kissing my neck“Well, now you’ve seen me”“No, I can only see your face” I smile up at him“Well, you’re not seeing anything else” I tell him and he laughs“But I won’t see you until tomorrow” I try and step back, but he holds onto me tight“Aw, poor baby will you get scared all by your loan some” I ask him“Maybe I’ll get someone to sleep with me and I won’t be lonely” I lean back“You even think about it and I’ll cut your dick off Jordan Caleb Reid” he laughs“Ohh using my whole name” I try to struggle out of his arms, but he pushes me back and I land on the bed with him on top of me“JORDAN LET ME GO” he pulls my hands up over my head holding both my hands in his one and he pulls my t-shirt down along with my bra“Baby you know you’re the only one I want,” he sucks my nipple into his mouth and I feel an instant pull between my legs