Being Bad

*17 Days Later*

Niall’s P.O.V.
17 days… 17 fucking days since Jayde has been in a coma. The doctors say she is going to be fine, but I am still worried… what if I lose her. Then my phone started to ring from an unknown number.

“Hello,” I said.
“Niall, how happy I am to her your voice…”
“What the fuck do you want Demetri?” I questioned clearly annoyed.
“We need you to come to the alley…”
“No… I have gotten into too much shit with you, there is no way in hell-“
“Niall, Niall please… they have me… Come save me please,” I knew that voice… Greg.
“I’m coming Greg…” then the line disconnected. Shit, just when Ty started earning my trust back… I have to go for Greg. I walked to the front door. As I was about to walk out, I saw Tylar walking in.

“Hey Niall, where you off to?” she questioned.
“Oh, um… just going to see Jayde…” I trailed off.
“Ok, do you have your weapon…” she asked.
“Yeah,” I said as I lifted up my shirt to reveal my knife.

“Ok… see you later Horan…” she said as she walked into the hide-out. As soon as she was out of sight, I ran to the car and drove off to Demetri’s alley. I hope Greg is alright. About ten minutes later, I pulled up to the alley. I jumped out of the car and ran up to the door at the end of the alley. I pushed it open to be met with Greg in the middle of the room tied up with his head facing the ground. As I walked closer, I felt something cold on the back of my head. Ace was standing behind me with a gun held to my head.

“Got here fast didn’t you… come… sit down,” he said pointing towards the round the table. I slowly sat down and looked up to find Demetri. Ace was still behind me with the gun held to my head.

“Niall, we have a compromise…” Demetri started.
“What the fuck are you talking about…” I spit.
“Watch the tone Horan, this is just going to help your family…” he said pointing towards Greg.
“What is it?” I asked bluntly.
“We want you to have sex with Carter…” he said bluntly.
“The fuck… no, I am with Jayde…” I said simply.
“So you’d pick water over blood…” he said.
“Why do you want me to do this,” I asked angrily.

“Carter has been feeling down lately, she mentioned you and we just want her back to normal… she has refused to deal unless she has had you. And you know how we need the money Horan. If you don’t… we will just have to get rid of Greg…” he stood up and walked over to Greg, pulled a knife out and pulled his head back by his hair.

“OKAY…OKAY, I’LL DO IT!” I screamed.
“Ok Horan, we have ourselves a deal,” he said while walking over to me.
“Carter is in the back… do what you need to do…” he said. I looked at him with pure disgust as I started walking to the back… I’m sorry Jayde.

* 3 Days Later*

Tylar’s P.O.V.
I miss Jayde so much. It’s been twenty fucking days, and she still isn’t awake. Right now, Harry and I are on the couch watching Little Rascals. I remembered when Jayde first made me watch it. I always thought it was stupid, but I guess I grew to love it. Harry has been so helpful during this all. He’ll hug me when I’m feeling down, he never leaves my side, he even visits Jayde with me. I love him to death.

Knock Knock Knock

“Want me to get it babe?” he asked.
“No I got it babe,” I replied as I kissed his cheek.
I got up and walked towards the door. I opened it and nobody was there, there was only a DVD with a note attached to it.

You might wanna watch this… <3

That’s all it said. I didn’t think much of it, but I did want to see what was on it. I walked back over to the couch and plopped down.
“Hey babe, you mind putting this in…” I asked.
“Even though you were just up… sure why not…” he said.
He got up, put the disk in the DVD player and sat back on the couch. I laid my head on his chest and closed my eyes softly as I nuzzled into him. Just as he pressed play, I heard moaning coming from the TV.

“Mmm, so it’s that type of movie… you could have just told me Harry,” I said as my eyes were still lightly closed as I started to kiss his bare chest.
“Ty… you might want to see this…” he said seriously.
“Ok baby…” I replied seductively.

“Oh, Niall…” I heard. I sprang up quickly to see Niall on top of some chick, fucking her. My first thought was how he could he do this to Jayde, but then I saw who he was fucking…

“I’m going to fucking kill him!” I exclaimed. I tried to turn off the TV by the remote but it wasn’t working. I was so angry; I pulled out my gun and shot the TV about three times. Harry looked at me in pure shook as slowly pulled the gun down and stayed completely still. Just then, Liam, Niall, Ethan, Max and Josh walked in the door.

“Baby… give me your gun,” Ignoring what he said, I quickly got up, ran over towards Niall, and pistol whipped him across the face. Everyone gasped and I felt two hands on my waist that were pulling me back. I struggled to get out of the grasp.

“LET ME FUCKING GO… I WANT HIM FUCKING DEAD…” I screamed.

“TYLAR, WHAT THE HELL WAS THAT FOR…” Niall screamed back.

“DON’T ACT STUPID YOU FUCKING PIG… YOU KNOW WHAT… I’m done…” I said trying to be as calm as possible. The hands released me and I began to walk in the other direction. But I quickly turned around and aimed the gun towards Niall’s head.

“TYLAR… NO!” Harry screamed as he pushed my hand so the gun was facing the ceiling. The gun shot went off and everyone jumped. Harry ripped the gun from my hands, but that wasn’t all I had. I quickly reached into my back pocket and pulled out my throwing knife. I threw it as hard as I could aiming it at his leg.

“UGHHH!!!” he screamed in pain.

“YEAH, I HOPE IT FUCKING HURTS YOU FUCKING TRAITOR… YOU ARE DEAD TO ME HORAN… WAIT UNTIL I SEE YOU ALONE! YOU’RE FUCKING DEAD…” I screamed.

“WHAT THE HELL IS GOING ON?” Ethan cut in.

“NIALL FUCKED CARTER BEHIND JAYDE’S BACK… AND I FUCKING TOLD YOU ABOUT BEING AROUND THE FUCKING RIVAL GANG… NO MORE FUCKING CHANCES…” I screamed.

I was happy when I saw my brass knuckles on the counter. As everyone started yelling at Niall, I slipped them on and ran towards him. I took one swing to the side of his head. He fell to the floor and completely passed out. I was happy that I did it, but it wasn’t enough. That was all I could do though. I was filled with anger and pure hatred for him.

“Meeting… Kitchen… Now.” I stated sternly.
Everyone stood the just staring at me.

“FUCKING NOW!” I screamed. I was not the person to fuck with…

Everyone jumped at my harsh tone and quickly went towards the kitchen. Harry slowly walked over to me and tried to hug me. I shook my head and pushed him away.

“Not now,” I said softly.
“Baby, come here” he said.
I walked over to him and he hugged me.
“I need you to calm down baby… I love you but you need to control your temper…” with that I pushed him away.
“It’s not a temper, he knew the rules… I even gave him a second chance, I should be dead… I can’t believe your siding with him…” I said.
“I’m not sid-“
“Just go to the kitchen…” I said cutting him off. He walked to the kitchen and I followed behind him. Everyone was sitting at the table silently, not saying a word.

“For everyone who doesn’t know, when I became leader… I made rules, and one of them was no communicating with the rival gang… Niall has done that twice. The penalty was death on point, but for some reason… everyone thinks I should spare him. I’m tired of it… tired of being told not to do something, so someone give me an idea of what to do with him. Because I am this close to breaking his neck…” I said.

“Kick him out…” Dylan said.
“I WANT HIM DEAD…” I spit.
“Babe, I know… but just calm down ok…” Harry said.
“I can’t believe he did this to Jayde,” I said letting a few tears fall. I quickly whipped. I hated looking vulnerable in front of the guys. Harry came over to me and hugged me.
“I didn’t do it intentionally,” I heard from behind me. He was walking with a limp… I could see that he removed my knife but his facial expression was full of utter pain.

"How the fuck are you even up..? She just knocked your ass out..." Max asked.
"Shut the fuck up Max..." Niall whispered in pain.
I started walking towards him but Harry grabbed my waist.
“You have some fucking nerve coming this close to me…” I spit.
“Tylar, please listen to me, hear me out…” he panted, still in pain. I looked at Harry. He nodded.
I groaned loudly.
“Horan, you have 3 minutes and if your excuse doesn’t satisfy me… your out of the gang…” I said simply.
He started to explain what happened and that’s when I began to realize we were being set up… Oh Shit… Jayde…

Notes

Cliffhanger... should I continue??? Lol... Tell me what you think... :) There is stil so much to come... It might seem really quick... but that's how I right... Love y'all!! :) :*