Roman didn’t finish his sentence as we walked away, and I tried not to throw up. Boogie wasn't gentle as he jostled me walking to the SUV.
“Can you chill out, you're making me nauseous.” I gritted my teeth as he dropped my legs, but kept my upper body close tohim, as he opened the door to the SUV. “What the fuck is your problem?”
I swallowed the rising amount of saliva as I fought the urge to vomit, actually I should just vomit on him because he was being an ass.
“Just get into the car, Ally,” he snapped at me, not even bothering to help me.
“Roman was just helping me, if you're angry about that maybe you should have come for me instead of telling one of your lackeys that we were ready to go,” I snapped. “Don’t get angry at me for your stupidity.” And here it came up.
I turn away from him, vomiting the Gatorade and crackers I had earlier. The red color looked like blood which made me throw up even more. Once my stomach heaved a few times, I realized Boogie was rubbing my back. As much as I wanted to take comfort in him right now, I slapped his hand away.
“If you didn’t just jostle me around, I wouldn’t be throwing up, Ass.” I got into the car, not looking at him, laying down slowly as my stomach churns again.
“Ally.”
“Go fuck yourself, Boogie. I’m not in the mood for your macho bullshit,” I said as my lip trembled. “I can handle myself.”
He sighed and after a minute he walked away. Guilt sat heavily on my chest again. He was being an ass for no reason, but we were in this mess because of me. Giving up Christmas Town was starting to sound more and more appealing. Maybe I wasn’t cut out for this life, but I also didn’t want to be just Boogie and King’s girl.
What the fuck was I supposed to do?
Chapter 18
King
Halloween town took care of a few contracts a month when I first started working the concession stands with Momma Dae. I wasn’t privileged to that information but hiding in the shadows long enough, I listened to a lot of conversations I shouldn’t have.
The town wasn’t as big either. I was surprised the Mayor let the guy in charge live for so long. As I moved up, making myself valuable, I realized how corrupt the leaders of the towns were.
I didn’t need more power and money, drugs and trafficking held nothing for me, so when I was offered it, I was never motivated for more. You see when you grow up in the system, and you have to forgo meals cause your foster parents would rather buy shit for themselves, or there were just too many kids to feed you begin to realize, sometimes you just want the bare fucking minimum. Eat, have a warm place to sleep, and not worry about constantly surviving.
I ran Halloween Town with such efficiency that there would never be anyone better than me because I needed the job security. I made friends, acquaintances and kept people in my good graces for this purpose. One day, I knew I would need it.
I called in favors, and I had more men than I needed to protect Ally. Mars knew most of these men and was able to organize them in my absence. We still had no idea who was after Ally. Was it was one person or multiple groups? That pissed me off.
These men saw Ally as an easy target and after tonight, Boogie and I would be busy hunting down these men. I wouldn’t stop until I had every fucker in a meat locker or in a hole in the ground.
After planning, we were ready to head back to Halloween Town. Once we were behind our gates, I would feel better about Ally’s protection and then I would figure out how to keep her safe. As much as I hated the triplets, it seemed we might have to tell them to hurry the fuck up and just kill their target and come back.
We’d have to figure out an excuse to tell the Mayor to put them out of commission for however long we needed to get Ally an even better team. I wasn’t risking her safety again and I needed to do a more thorough background check on Arthur and Lance.
I walked to the SUV Ally was in seeing Boogie walking away pissed.
“Hey, you ok?” I walked in front of him.
“You can ride with her.” He tried walking past me.
“What happened?” I stood close to him.
“Ride with her and I’ll watch from another car.” He hit my shoulder, and I grabbed his arm.
He growled at me.
“Don’t shut us out,” I pleaded.
He looked away.
“Liam, please,” I whispered as he jerked, looking back at me.