Ashes Of You And I (Completed) | ??

- 47: All over again -

"I'm fighting for you, as promised to help save your gang and in return all you had to do was leave me and my friends out of this gang shit." I said, my tone harsh but low.

Alex was quite for a moment before he placed his knife back on the table and raised an amused eyebrow at me.

"First off, I made no such promise to you." He started, getting up from his chair. "Secondly, I hate it when people hide things from me."

I stopped my eyes from widening when I registered what he's implying.

Does he know?

"I'm here for answers, not riddles." I stated, narrowing my eyes at him.

Alex smirked with no amusement in his eyes.

"Very well then. Let's get to the point." He placed his hands on the table, leaning on it. "How do you know Diana?"

I couldn't help the wavering of my eyes as the slight panic set in.

"She's one of my opponents." I lamely said, trying to buy myself some time.

"And that explains why you've been meeting and training with her for the past month?" He said, raising a suspicious brow at me.

I scoffed. "Do you have nothing better to do, than stalking teenage girls?"

"You're not just any teenage girl, are you?" He smirked. "Now, back to my question. How do you know her?"

"I told you, she's an opponent, that I just decided to train with." I shrugged. "More importantly, how do you know her?"

I narrowed my eyes at him as the cogs in my head turned. "It can't just be because she's a fighter. She's not even from here."

My curiousity rose on one hand as I thought of how Diana fits into the picture and on the other hand, I was relieved about the fact that he seemed to only know about Diana and not Jacob.

He shot me an impressed look. "Luke was right. You're more than just a pretty face."

"And you're nothing but a scumbag." I responded, instinctively.

I heard someone's hitch of breath from behind me.

He shook his head, before crossing his arms over his chest. "Now now that's not the way to talk to your key to get out of this mess."

I narrowed my eyes at him. "What do you mean?"

"I have one last job for you." He said, his face void of emotions. "If you manage to do this, you'll be free. The deal will hold no power and you and your friends will be out of my radar."

I tried to make sense of his words but I didn't get anywhere. He has a chance to win a literal fortune as half of my fights are still left and he's willing to let all of that go.

There has to be a catch.

"What's the job?"

"Do you agree to do it?" He asked without missing a beat.

I frowned. "You want me to say yes to a job before even knowing what it is?"