Remix's POV

"Hey Remix," Jax greets me when I call him.

"Did you invite Kobras?"

"No, do you see any?"

"Liam Payne."

"Bring him to us. Go to the front of the house and you'll find me,” He tells me before hanging up.

I sigh looking at my crazy friend. I hope he knows what'll happen. The Vipers are cold and heartless to foes. You need to be on their nice side like me for them to treat you right. Liam has gotten on their shit list. He's going to be tortured. He must be extremely dedicated to the Kobras to go through a chance of dying.

"I hope you know what you're doing dip shit," I sigh and grab his bicep. "Gotta make this look believable." I hold his arm behind his back and start pushing him. "You should've gotten Louis or Zayn to do this since I'm not as close to them."

"It was Zayn's plan so, don't blame me," He grunts as I harshly push him against the wall. "What was that for?" He coughs when I pull him back.

"Gotta make it believable," I scoff 'accidentally' pushing him into the corner of a table. "Just be grateful. The Vipers would kill you. If Tyler's in there, he'll spare you for my sake. Better hope the boy is in there or you won't come out."

I see Jax and I push Liam at him. He laughs, "How does it feel to have your friend turn on you?" He takes out a key from the drawer in the table next to him and unlock the door. "You can go, Hell Angel. Thanks."

"No prob, Tattoo Arm," I shrug before laughing at Liam. "Guess the plan didn't work."

Liam's POV

Dammit. She's right. Someone better feel nice today or I might be breathing my last breaths. Jax handcuffs my hands with what they've probably used for sex and pushes me through the familiar halls. "How are you? I mean, aside from the fact that your friend just betrayed for me. Her better friend."

"Please. I've known her longer than you. I'll always hold a spot in her heart," I speak the truth. When I get back, or should I say if since the probability of me surviving is low, I am going to kill Zayn. He's usually the smart one, but right now, his ingenious plan might get me killed.

"Then why did she turn you in?" He asks pushing me through the door. "Last time I checked, friends don't turn on each other."

"Liam?" The boy, I recognized as Tyler, stands in his seat. He's the youngest in the room and always have been. He joined like a week or two ago according to Remix. I always thought he was kind of cute. No I'm not gay. I like girls too. But guys can look handsome to me. Nothing wrong with that.

"That's my name," I scoff. "Don't wear it out."

"Payne," Dekker says coldly.

"Blake," I answer with no emotion.

"Styles send you?" He asks.

"Malik," I correct him.

He laughs, "Malik. Such a smart lad wasted on a bunch of posers."

"Blake. Such a cool lad wasted on a bunch of lunatics," I retaliate.

He sneers, "What are doing you here, Payne. How did you find out about this meeting. Remix knew nothing about this."

"Who said Remix told us?" I smirk. "We have sources."

Jax pushes me to my knees and bows my head. "So much confidence in a dead man."

"So much idiocy in a freak," I say in response. "If you're going to kill me go ahead. I already failed my mission."

He scoffs, "Kill you? Who said I was going to kill you?” He walks in front of me so I can see his shoes. He decides to kick me hard in the stomach making me bend over. “I’m going to torture you.” He kicks me in the face and I hear Tyler screech. “What?!”

All I hear is whispers before I’m lifted up. I meet Tyler’s eyes and wonder what’s going on. “C’mon.” He takes me out of the room and into one a few doors down. He takes off my handcuffs and sits me down on the bed.

“Look man—”

“I’ll tell you what Dekker’s planning,” He says surprising me.

Notes

So... I wanted to ask you guys if you would be okay with gay relationships. I think you know who I'm talking about. If you guys think I shouldn't, tell me.