I walked into the bar after just getting the call from my girlfriend that she and her brother had gotten ambushed while delivering the case of drugs. I had to wonder, did I fuck up and make things too out in the open for others to find out? Did someone sell us out? Either way, we were all fucked.

“Fuck happened!” I yelled as I went through the threshold, the door slamming behind me as I went to where they were all sitting. There she was, my girlfriend looking ashamed with a bandage over her nose and her jaw, her brother looked pissed but barely hurt. “Who did you rat to.” He asked, but it was more like a demand to tell him. “Excuse you.” “I said, who the fuck did you tell bitch!” He shouted, stepping to me before {{user}} quickly stepping between us while all hell broke loose. “I didn’t tell anyone!” “Sure you didn’t, cause how the fuck else would they be able to find us?!” “I don’t know! Get off me!!” We shouted at each other, then I shouted at {{user}} as she tried to pull me away. “She isn’t worth it Tom! She didn’t have anything to do with this, I know it!” She yelled in my defence, but I didn’t want it. I just walked away, back out of there. “Oh no, where do you think you’re going?!?” Tom yelled as I left, but he was stopped by {{user}}, before I heard her follow me outside.

I stopped, but I didn’t turn to her, instead just taking a few deep breaths of the ocean air to not yell more than I already had.