Lie To Me

Gabriela's POV

I walk out of the store and to the house. I turn down the street and stop dead in my tracks. "Jonah?" I ask, shocked. There stands, my old dealer. "Been looking for you. Came home to your little spic town. Didn't pay your debts. My dad is up my ass about it, gabbie. He wants his money. The clubs money." He states, his eyes bloodshot and his face pale. "Club? What club?" I ask, looking around. "What? You think you're the only one who has a club?" He says, a creepy smile forming on his face. "Son's of Anarchy. San Bernardino charter." He tells me, letting out a small laugh. "You can leave me I don't care, but stealing two thousand dollars from a club like that, it's dangerous." He says, flicking his pocket knife open. I drop the bag I had and go to run. He grabs me by my ponytail, shoving me against a car. Trailing the knife along my cheek and down my neck. "I want the money by tomorrow.  Next time. I won't be so nice." He whispers to me. Pushing away from me, walking off quickly. I shake, slowly grabbing the bag from the ground and running. By the time I make it to my house dad is already home. I catch my breath and walk inside the door. "I'm home, papi." I yell out. "In the kitchen, mija." He replies. I walk in and throw the bag in my room, heading for the kitchen. "So a letter came for you today." He tells me, chopping the cilantro infront of him. I tense up. Something more from Jonah? Did he read it? "Something from that community College you applied to." He says, still chopping away. I let out a breath of relief. "Okay, I'll take a look at it." I say, grabbing an apple and heading to my room. I lay down putting a hand over my eyes. He found me. Of course he did, I told him everything about my life.

Coco's POV

I walk towards my bike, standing outside of Vicki's. I light a cigarette up, dialing Gabriella. It rings before heading to voice-mail. I sigh and look at the sky. "You're not gonna come in?" A voice asks from behind. I turn over expecting one of the guys but it's Guadalupe. "Nah I'm not feeling it right now." I say, looking at my phone. She giggles. "Come on Coco, you always visit me when you come here." She says grabbing my hand and pulling on me. I smile, standing up and follow her inside. "There's the Coco I know" she states, guiding me back inside.

It's about 8 in the morning when I get up, heading for the kitchen to make coffee. As it brews I look at my phone. Gabbie never responded to my call last night. I shrug it off, grabbing a cup and filing it with the hot beverage in the pot. As I go to sit down my phone rings. I sigh, knowing it was probably the club needing me bright and early. I grab my phone and sit down I answer it. "Hello?" I ask, speaking into the phone. There's mufled sound before I hear the phone hit something. Whimpering can be heard on the other line, along with a males voice, saying stuff I can't make out. "Who the fuck is this?" I ask, running towards letti's room, finding the door open and her still sound asleep. Who else could call me like- Gabriela.

Gabriela's POV

"Jonah, it hasn't even been a full twenty-four hours I need time. I don't exactly have a job." I whimper out, searching for something near by to defend myself.  I spot my candle sitting on the nightstand.  Hoping that whatever number I had clicked call on, was coming to my rescue. As I slowly reach for the candle, Jonah istraving my neck with the pocket knife he had yesterday. Slowly digging it into my skin. I wince, reaching further before my hand lays on the candle, without hesitation I grab it and bang it over his head, he falls to the ground. Groaning, he struggles to get up. I run for the front door, hoping that it takes him time to get up. I'm wrong. He's chasing me through the living room, holding his head. "I'm gonna kill you spic bitch" He yells, reaching for me. A gun cocks. "You want a bullet in you white boy?" I hear from behind Jonah.  He holds his hands up slowly dropping his knife. "Look she just owes some money that's it. I wasn't gonna hurt her I swear" He pleads. He moves over slowly, revealing Coco? That's who I dialed? He glances over at me, putting the gun to Jonah's forehead. I stand behind him, looking at Jonah. "Tell him Gab. I didn't hurt you." He states. Coco pushes the gun farther into his forehead. "Don't speak to her. Whatever debt she has with you, it's settled frol.your own pocket. Got it?" He tells Jonah. Jonah nods, sweating from the sheer terror he feels. "I got it man.  Swear. But uh- you sho-should know something. You can't kill me. Not if you plan on a war. My dad, he's a Son." Jonah explains to Coco.  He looks back at me with a look of disbelief.  "What charter?" He asks him. Jonah doesn't respond. "What fucking charter?" Coco asks again, this time more aggressive.  Jonah winces. "Samdino. Packer. My dad's Packer!" He cries out. Coco sighs, removing the gun from his head. He hasn't taken his eyes off me, I can see the anger in his eyes. "Get outta here kid. Before I start a war." Coco states, looking at him. Jonah grabs the knife from the floor and goes to run towards the back door. Coco lifts the gun without even aiming and shoots Jonah twice in the back. I scream in shock, Coco covering my mouth and holding me up. I settle down, collapsing into Coco, before pushing him away. "What the fuck is wrong with you?!" I scream. He puts the gun away, checking Jonah's pockets without a care that he's bleeding out. "What are you doing?" I whisper, like someone was here listening. He looks up at me, taking a breath before standing up and coming face to face with me. "You got into this mess. You owed him money. I took care of the problem. So step off your high horse and quit acting like you haven't seen a dead body before. You're an ex-junkie. You had to have seen someone OD before." He states pointing to Jonah's lifeless body. I scoff, pushing him. He looks up, anger seeping from his pores. He gets closer to My face, his breath giving me goosebumps. "I'll call your brother's.  They'll help me with this. But next time, call them so I don't have to feel guilty for something I didn't ask to do. I saved your life. Be grateful" He spits out, not breaking eye contact. We stand there in silence for a few seconds before I just kiss him. He doesn't pull away, pushing into me. I rip his kutte off, pushing him towards my room. He lands on the bedpulling me onto him, continuing to make out with me. I lift my shirt off, barely breaking away from his kiss, when he shoves me off. "No. Nope we can't." He states, standing up and grabbing my shirt, throwing it to me. "Put your shirt on Gabriela." He says to me, walking out and shutting the door behind him. Did he just reject me? Why did he kiss back just to reject me? What the fuck?