Anger (Hell's Heaven #1), K. Green [urban books to read txt] 📗

I miss. "I don't want to see you, ever again." I go out, being followed by Dante. Motherfucker. Yet still not caring about me, and this still digs deeper hole.

 

I unlock the front door and I go straight to my room. Dante of course makes himself like home in the living room.

I lay on my bed and look at the ceiling. Not exactly a ceiling. I have a window over my bed, so I can watch the sky. It kind of makes me think about alot of things. My room is in darker colors. Grey colored walls, and floor. Messy as fuck. There are clothes everywhere and shoes. My bag for gym is open in one of the corners, with my boxing gloves and sport suit out. The other corner of the room are my guns. A lot of music posters on the walls, of bands and pictures of me and my friends. My bed is king sized one with blue sheets. I have my own bathroom and room for my clothes. And thank god I don't share anything with this idiot Bran, if we did, he would stay outside of the bathroom for years! Which is good idea actually.

I did a lot of pranks on him. I glued his shower bathtub, he couldn't get out, he needed ambulance, and even they called special company for this kind of problems. I never laughed so much in my life.

I change my clothes with my black pajama pants and a tank top. I tie my hair. So what do we do now!? I take my box with cigarettes open my door and close it loud. With energy steps I go downstairs. It sounds like happy or something.

I look Dante on the sofa who was watching some movie, with beer in his hand. He turns around.

"What you are up to?" he says and I shrug. I open the shelf behind the sofa and the whiskey. Let's drink a bit yea?

I sit next to him Dante and open the bottle. And take a sip. I pass him the bottle and he takes it.

"What are you watching?" I ask and light up one cigarette.

"No idea, just found it." I nod slowly.

"Why are you even here?" I pull from the cig.

"Orders."

"I mean the club. This shit is useless. And hell. Yet I love it"

"You got your own problem, I have my own too, which brought me here?" I nod again and take the bottle.

"This place is hell. At least this house... If I kill this those assholes here, would I feel better?"

I think of my guns in my room. One AK-47 rifle, Barrett M82 rifle, two M16 rifles, and two AutoMag pistols. Two huge sacks of bullets for each of the guns, few holsters and my camouflage suit. Yeah, I love guns and shooting with them. So I don't think there will be any problem, if shoot some motherfuckers, yeah? Numerous of times I've been on our shooting areas, also into the woods. Still I love the Barrett the most. You stay low for hours, hiding and waiting the perfect moment to shoot. Maybe I have just to hide near our house, and wait with my precious Barrett. Then just shoot them both one by one. I like this plan.

I smile evil and take a sip from the bottle.

"Bran and Abby?" I nod "I don't think so, this won't your mother back to life. But you can make a revenge."

"What do you mean?" I look him and he returns on my look.

"Kill your mother's killer. I wasn't here when everything happened. You might find awful secrets, while digging for the killer. But I would do it if I was on your place. If you gonna feel better, I don't know but you make his family to feel the same."

"Help me then." I pull from the cig and exhale looking at the TV.

"They'll throw me out of the club if I do it"

"You won't fuck me either because of the orders, so you can do something useful."

This is pretty awesome idea. Seems like my father's puppies aren't useless after all. If I look at everything properly, I'll need to sneak into his office and look the documents or his computer diary. I know he writes everything in it. Every meeting or problems that happens. I just need to dig deep into his folders and files in the past year. Only problem will be guys who are into the warehouse.

"You know I won't do neither of them."

"Or you help me, or I can do something nasty so they throw you out."

"Don't threaten me." Dante hisses

"I wonder" the door opens and Abby goes in. "How the leader of the club will act..." I look Abby "If he get know you fuck his wife?" let's make a small bluff!

"What?" Abby says and looks Dante, shocked. So they really did it? Jesus Christ, I was just bluffing and guessing! I giggled. So many secrets which are hidden so deep...

"Unfaithful bitch" I say narrowing my eyes towards her.

"You won't" Dante says

"Just watch me." I take last pull from my cig and stand up. "I can do it even now. Let me change." I start walk to the stairs

"Wait!" Both of them said and turn around chuckling.

"Yes?"

"I'll do it." Dante said.

I look at Abby, who was all red. "You... divorce my father and get out of here."

"You know I cannot do that."

"Don't piss me off. You went in a hospital last time, as far as I know."

"I..."

"You are gold digger aren't you? Get your filthy bitch ass and get the fuck out of our lives. I won't repeat myself. Pack your things before I set them on fire in our backyard."

I turn around and go to my room. Plans are made. Dante will help me for more information and finding this bitch. I'll have just to sneak into my father's office and look around his files. But I'll need distraction, because of the big bad guys, who live in the warehouse.

Wait... there's party in few days. I hope it gets wild enough so I can go there without anybody to notice me.

 

Early in the morning I hear screams in our house. I sit in bed and rub my eyes. Now what? I sneak out of my room and see Bran in the hall. He heard it too, seems like.

"You did what?!" my father yelled "I gave you everything! I gave you my heart, and you betray me?! FUCKING CUNT!"

I smile and I lean on the railing.

"Morning Bran" I say smiling

"Why are you smiling, they are fighting."

"Because hun... this is the end. You both will get out of our lives."

"Liese did! She has a plan for something!" Abby scream

"Do not involve her into this! She didn't make you to fuck with rest of the club. You fucking whore. Get out of my house!"

I sneeze, but still smile. This will be so good! Awesome day! Let's go to school! I got rid of them two, which means my father will be alone again. No idiots around him. He will be mine again. Well I guess it'll be like that. I go in my bathroom and do the same routines. I wear my red skirt, and tank top, and tie my black shirt around waist. Always the same style, but who cares? I wear my leather patch jacket and shoes.

Downstairs is quiet. Ah! I gotta love that! My dad is leaning in the countertop drinking coffee.

"Morning!" I say smiling and open the fridge

"Good mood?"

"Of course. You got rid of a whore and her parasite. How I won't be?!"

"So you heard us."

"Ops." I take a granola bar and open it.

"Behave at school."

"Always." Wes's motorbike beeped outside. "Bye!" I said and kissed his cheek.

"Bye" he said amazed.

 

We arrive at school and of course, there are already rumors for me that I killed the principle. Why would i kill somebody without a reason pfft..

"You are in good mood today Liese" Em said

"Everything goes awesome, why?"

"You still have to tutor him, tho." Wes said

"Sure!" both looks at me amazed.

"What happened with you?!"

"A lot of things." I say and "Come on let's go."

We walk through the halls, and I hear whispers around me. Nothing new you know, but some greeted me, smiling. Maybe I am not the only one who hates the director after all?

We go in our classroom, and looks again. Isn't that weird? I am not bad! Oh wait... I just beat the shit out of our director... maybe I am. I chukle and, sit on my desk.

First lesson Biology! With my home teacher. He came in and placed the books on his desk.

"I guess you all heard what happened yesterday morning." He looks at me, then everybody does. "Your classmate sent the principal into hospital."

"I warned him!" I said

"Yes, yes, whatever. But still you have to tutor Alex Fold. Also you'll be sent to the school's psychotherapist."

"Because?"

"You know you have anger problems Liese, stop denying it."

"Well if people stop annoying me, everything would be nice."

"End of topic Liese." He said and started the lesson.

Let the boredom to start. 

 

Chapter 3

Alex's P.O.V

 

"Remind why did we come here?" I asked my mother

"Because of my job. And we had to move Alex."

"Geez"

"We are divorcing Alex, for now you have to stay with me."

My mother's words are keep repeating over and over again in my head.

Yeah my parents are divorcing because my father cheated on my mother. I never seen her so pissed in my life. And that's a lot of years.

She's a lawyer and she used to work for the Hell's Heaven motorcycle club, and now they hired her again. And of course here I am. Sitting next to the psych girl who sent the director into the hospital. Hell's Heaven's princess. As I heard from the football team, she has anger problems, and since a year she has been acting like a full bitch, just fighting, and doing whatever she wants. Ignoring everything and everyone. They also said she wasn't like that before. She was head cheerleader of the team, talking with everybody, being helpful. I saw one of the team's picture. She was a beauty, well she still is, and I admit that. Her hair used to be bright brown color, almost blond. With pink cheekbones and huge smile on face. But after her mother died she didn't show herself for 2 weeks. When she came back, her hair was black, black make-up, and red lips. Dark clothes. Also she was full of wounds and bruises. Nobody knows what happened in those two weeks but only the club and her. She's interesting, but talking with her is like, walking on minefield.

She leans back on her chair, drawing wings in her notebook. I look at her. Long legs, skinny, obviously training, boobs are huge enough for my taste, and gentle bandaged hands. I lean on my hand on the desk and keep looking at her. Soft milky skin, bright green eyes. With this eyeliner she looks like a cat. Long black hair. Yea, definitely a cat.

"What?!" she said noticing my look and I shrug "Then stop watching me, you piss me off" I snort and lean on my chair.

"Is there any problem there?" the teacher said looking at me cautious. I shake my head