Love is an Act of War

I stuff more bread into my mouth, when Erika walks into my room.

"Get out!" I yell at her. She frowns, takes my bread, and throws it out the window.

"Don't do this AGAIN, Adria. You're better than that."

"No I'm not! I just want to-"

"Eat your mixed up feelings away?"

"Yes." I say matter of factly.

"Well don't." She says sternly, then walks out of my room.

Raven then walks into my room, and I roll my eyes.

"Look, Calum talked to me." She said. Wow, she ACTUALLY said something this time.

"That's nice." I say sarcastically.

"He told me to be nicer to you. As him being the leader, I sorta have to. So. How are you?"

"I'm great, Raven thanks!!" I say in my most valley girl voice ever.

"Yeah, see, the whole 'nice' thing, goes both ways."

I sigh, "Fine."

"Anyway, so what Calum and I used to be, it was nothing."

I laugh, "Nothing? Because according to Calum you practically ruled the world together." I roll my eyes.

"Okay, maybe we did, but we didn't have what you guys have."

"You got that out of a book."

"No I didn't, I'm serious."

"Okay. Well. Uh. Thanks?"

"Your welcome." She smiles and walks out. Nothing is going right in these gangs. How did I even get wrapped into all of this?
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MICHAEL: You got the stuff?
ME: You don't need to act like it's drugs, Mike.
MICHAEL: Force of habit.
ME: Coming lol.

When I finally see him, I nearly faint. Ashton is with him. Yeah, I'm still a little mad.

"Here." I say, handing him a pile of money. No, it's not the Shadows' money, it's mine. He needs a place to live for a little while.

Ashton's eyes have been glued on me since we saw each other, gee Ash, so much for acting casual. I glance at him.

"Can we talk?" He asks. Ugggh nooo.

"I guess." I shrug, and Michael looks at both of us then walks over to the curb. I turn to Ashton, "What." I say flatly.

"How are you?" He asks me.

"Fine. What do you want."

"Michael didn't say you were fine." He says.

"Look Ashton, we aren't bffs or whatever anymore okay, you can just drop it now." I cross my arms.

"Drop what?"

"The idea that if you're nice enough to me I'll date you."

"Well that would be nice, but that's not why I'm nice to you."

"Then why are you nice to me?" I ask.

"As an act of war." He smirks. Of course.

"Ah. Okay. If that's how you wanna play it," I get really close to him, so he almost stops breathing, "Then that's how we'll play it." I smile, and walk away.

He's going down.

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