“I fuckin’ told you stay out of it” I push him back, and he swings his fist hittin’ me in the face makin’ me stumble, I rush him fast landin’ on the ground on top of him and start punchin’ the fucker“MOTHERFUCKER!” he yells punchin’ me again, and we land a few more blows my nose bleedin’“WHAT THE EVER-LOVIN' FUCK!?” Razor yells comin’ out of his office. “YOU TWO FUCKHEADS IN MY OFFICE!” I push Cuff away and get up, slumpin’ in one of the chairs facin’ Razor I grab a tissue off of his desk and shove it up my nose“What the fuck has gotten into you two fuckin’ idiots?” Razor asks, and we look at each other shruggin’ our shoulders“Just a disagreement,” I tell him, and he stares at both of us“A disagreement,” he says and we both nod “and what was the disagreement over?”“Just shit,” I say“Just shit” Razor repeats and we both nod again. “Well, if this shit happens again, I won’t be fuckin’ happy you both hear me?” we both nod. “Good, now get the fuck out and clean up that fuckin’ mess.” We both stand and head to the door “Oh, and boys” Razor says, and we both turn “You’re payin’ for the broken table and sofa” he tells us and we both nod closin’ the door behind us and I head to the bar“Give me a shot,” I ask the Prospect, and he looks at me “What?” I ask him“Nothin’ man,” he says as I sit“So, you gonna tell me what happened with Ella?” Cuff asks me, and I shake my head. “Blaze she’s Chance’s sister man,” I look at him“I know who the fuck she is Cuff.”“Then tell me why the fuck was she cryin’?” I take the shot and tap the glass again for another one the scares on Ella’s chest come to mind, and I skull the shot waitin’ for another. “Blaze” Cuff says, and I turn and look at him“She’s got these two big scars across her chest, and I got pissed off when she told me her ex done it,” I tell him and he frowns at me“What the fuck are you talkin’ about?”“She got two knife wounds, right across her chest man, deep cuts and when I saw them, and she told me who done it, I got angry, but I think she thinks I was pissed at her and she ran” he shakes his head at me“You really are a fuckhead aren’t ya,” he tells me, and I look at him“How is this my fault?”“Let me guess, you acted like a caveman instead of comforting her.” I groan takin’ another shot “So what the fuck are we gonna do about the ex?” he asks me, and I look at him“We,” I say, and he nods his head“Yes, we, she’s family brother, and no one messes with family,” he tells me, and I smile downin’ another drink“Well, Mr computer genius, get your ass on that laptop of yours and find the fucker so we can end him,” he smiles headin’ off to his room, and I take another drink.Chapter Twenty-FourEllaIt’s the night of the bachelorette party, something I’ve been looking forward to. I’ve gotten to know the girls all more, and even though they still intimidate me, I feel a lot more comfortable around them. I pack an overnight bag and look at myself in the mirror, I’d bought a red dress that hugs my figure showing off my hours glass shape, making sure the front of the dress was high enough to cover my scars. I pair it with black strappy heels and a small black clutch (not bad) I do a little spin and pat my hair, I’d put a little wave in it, and it looked very elegant with my blood red lips and smoky eye making me look a completely different person. I felt very womanly with the matching red lace bra and panty set. When I tried it on in the store, I felt so out of my comfort zone, but the girls assured me it looked amazing. Packing the last of my bag, I do one last check doing a little spin. As I walk out of my door, I bump into Bliss, and she smiles, but I can totally see it’s a ‘fuck you’ smile“Ella,” she says, looking me up and down and I look down at her clothes. Her ass cheeks hanging out her tiny, almost non-existent shorts. Her slim waist I could practically wrap my fingers around, and her short crop top that you can see the bottom of her perky breasts with her nipples standing up. Makes me look like a fat umpa lumpa, and everything in me wants to go back into my room and hide. I look down at my body cringing, the fat roll so noticeable with how tight my dress is (goddammit). She sashays past me, and everything in me wants to pull her skinny ass to the ground and suffocate her with said fat rolls. But I pull myself together walking down the hall to the main room where I see some of the guys drinking all ready for tonight. As I walk in a few of the guys whistle making me blush, and I watch as Bliss walks up to Oki and he pulls her to his front cupping her boobs and running his other hand over her crotch, and I walk faster to the door. As I get outside, I walk to Zoey’s car placing my bag in the back seat disappointed I didn’t see Blaze anywhere. The past week, he’s been avoiding me, and I feel stupid for overreacting, but I thought I would have had the opportunity to say sorry, but he’s disappeared, or he’s just avoiding me who knows.