Well, here's Chapter 12 and I hope you like it. Chapter 13 will be up soon. Enjoy
Clarke POV
Lincoln and I were sitting in my office at the warehouse going over a few things. It had been two days since Linc came back and even though he still had yet to meet Bellamy it was safe to say that my brother didn't like him. It's understandable. I didn't like him either to begin with but the Blake grows on you eventually.
"So you've lost a few potential customers to other gun traders." Lincoln didn't ask he stated it. After all he held all the documents in his hands, he was just reading what was written down- in code that only we Griffins know. Even Dylan and Kane wouldn't be able to read it. This way our business information was safe from competitors and the police. "That's going to effect your overall income." I rolled my eyes at him.
"Yes, but I'm playing it smart. These new guys are selling shitty guns for less money, people think it's a great deal but eventually buyers are going to start having problems and that's when we swoop in. We raise the prices up from our usual rates but they'll be desperate enough to pay them. Then as good faith, within a month or two we lower the prices back down to our normal rates and they just think it's a genuine gesture to show how thankful we are for their business." I could see that Lincoln was impressed, even if he wouldn't say it. "I've chosen a few guys to go join our soon to be new customers and they'll start laying the groundwork. You know, the odd word there, the well timed whisper here. They'll plant the idea into their 'bosses' head that maybe they should try us out."
"And that's why dad was training you for this position." I raised an eyebrow at his statement, not sure what he meant by that. "You are scarily good at mind games. If you wanted anything you would basically turn the other persons mind into mush." I went to defend myself but Lincoln cut me off with a look. "Don't even try to deny it. I'm pretty sure you could convince someone that the sky is in fact pink."
"Well it does kinda get that orange, pinkie colour during sunset."
"Point proven." I stuck my tongue out but he ignored it.
Octavia POV
"Come on guys?" I let my head fall into my hands, we had gotten to Ark about an hour ago and for the past thirty minutes I had been trying to convince Jasper and Monty that Bellamy wasn't that bad. I was doing this while Bellamy, Miller and Wick avoided work by chatting to Raven over at the bar, well away from my conversation.
"Octavia he-" I cut Jasper off before he could say anything else.
"I know, he treated Clarke poorly but she's forgiven him and they're really getting along now." I looked at the pair, Jasper was trying to not look at me while Monty looked pensive. "I know how protective you two are over Clarke and I only know about some of the things she has done for you but please, just give him another chance. If Clarke can then shouldn't you two try too?"
"I guess we can try." Monty smiled at me as I felt a little weight lifting.
"Monty-"
"Come on Jasp, he didn't do anything to us so what right have we got to be angry when Clarke, the person he upset, has forgiven him." Monty watched his friend as Jasper stared back. It was almost like they were having a conversation by just using their eyes. Kind of like what me and Bell do. Eventually Jasper groaned out a "fine" before crossing his arms and sulking a little. I sighed with relief before taking a swig of my beer.
Raven POV
"So Raven what's the plan for the week?" Miller stood opposite me while Wick and Bellamy stood on either side of him, I quickly glanced over to Wick who winked back me.
"Nothing much, just trying to teach this air head-" I nodded towards the blond "-a thing or two about actual mechanics. Lets face it, engineering isn't a skill." I mocked him playfully as he let out an overdramatic gasp before placing a hand over his chest.
"That hurts." He stuck his bottom lip out, I raised an eyebrow at his antics. "Seriously, I don't know how I'll ever recover." We carried on laughing, throwing insults at one another. After a while I noticed that Bellamy was zoned out.
"Earth to Bellamy!" I banged my hand on the bar just in front of him, his head snapped to the three of us. "What's with you?"
"What's O talking to them two about?" His voice was stern but after knowing him for so long I was no longer intimated by him. Not that I was before.
"Oh she's trying to convince them that you're not an arsehole." He raised an eyebrow at me, "You know after that at the barbecue they've kind of decided that you're a dick and they don't like you." I shrugged with one shoulder, I wasn't bothered if it annoyed or upset him. He knew what he did and even though Clarke had forgiven him some of us were still annoyed at him over it- some more than others- and he needed to know that his actions have consequences. Instead of arguing he just sighed which was a surprise.
"Well, at least Princess has forgiven me." He mumbled it as he walked away but we all caught it.
"Give me a minute." Wick jumped over the bar as I sat there confused, I looked at Miller who shrugged wearing the same expression I wore, Wick was halfway between the bar and the table Octavia, Jasper and Monty were sitting at. I called out to him.
"What are you doing!" I laughed slightly. He turned so he was now walking backwards, a grin spreading across his face.
"I'm just gonna talk to Jasper about my Bellarke bet, you know, pick a closer date." He winked and gave me his signature smirk. "Who knows, when I win I might just treat you with some new tools... Or maybe I'll just buy you dinner."
Clarke POV
Me and Lincoln had been sitting in my office for a few hours and it was starting to getting late, I decided to stretch my legs and walked around my office glancing outside to see people working and training.
"Are you happy doing this?" I turned my attention to Lincoln, he had been quiet for the past hour only making a noise when he gulped down a drink. I raised an eyebrow at his question. He sighed. "Are you happy here? Doing all this?" He gestured around him. I turned back around and carried on gazing out of my window, watching everyone work.
"Where's this coming from?"
"I just... I've been away for a while and honestly I was on Abby's side. I never wanted you to end up doing something like this so I guess I'm asking for my own peace of mind." There was a deafening silence before either of us spoke again. "I'll ask just one more time and then I wont ask again. "Are you happy being in charge?"
"Honestly?" I glanced at him before focusing back to the waves of people in the warehouse. "Yes." He sighed again, I knew it wasn't the answer he was hoping for but I also knew he wanted me to answer truthfully. "I like the fact that I can protect the people I care about, that people listen to me and do as I tell them too. I like being in charge. I know it isn't the answer you were hoping for but it's the truth."
"What about the amount of people you have to hurt?"
"What about the people who hurt me?" I turned so I was fully facing him, a fire behind my eyes as I felt my blood boil. He had the curtesy to hang his head. "What about all the pain people have caused me? Caused us?" I couldn't help stop my voice from raising higher with each sentence. "I only hurt people who hurt us. I have never caused pain to someone who's innocent." I took a deep breath, forcing myself to calm down. Once I knew my voice was steady again I spoke. "I think that's fair, don't you?" Lincoln stood up so that he was towering over me.
"I just always wanted something different for you, like art or music school. Not this. But... If you feel like this is where you need to be, that this is somewhere you should be then you do what you think you have to. Just please remember that sometimes you have to put yourself first. I don't want you sacrificing yourself."
"I can't promise that."
"I know." He sighed and gave me a sad smile, "I just wish you would." There was a peaceful silence that settled between us, Lincoln was about to say something when there was a commotion downstairs. I left my office with Lincoln close behind, I got halfway down the stairs when Dylan reached me, there was a fire behind his eyes.
"Boss, we've got them." Is all he managed to say before I saw two men being marched through the warehouse, a gun pressed into each of their backs. One was tall with slick black hair while the other was only slightly smaller but is hair was brown a looked almost fluffy. As the two men took in their surroundings the eyes became focused on me, the taller one gave me a twisted smile as the other man eyes lit up with- was that hope? I felt my blood beginning to boil again, my skin began to crawl just by the sight of them.
"Cage and Finn." I watched as they were marched past us. "I want them separated and make sure that our friends aren't comfortable." I saw Dylan nod at me as I made my way outside the warehouse, pulling my phone out to let the others know. I brought Jasper, Monty and Raven's names up before shooting them a text..
Me: Guys we have them.
Come by the warehouse ASAP.
I'll wait for you.
I've been curious and have been looking stuff up online and... well... Once I finish the Family Business story I'm thinking of changing the names of the characters and the names of the places (as I dont own them or the 100 but the only thing I have used are the names) and maybe getting a publisher to review it. Its ridiculous I know cuz im not the best writer but I love writing and theres no harm in getting an opinion right? and I'm like 99% sure that it wont lead to anything but im just curious. What do you think? am i being daft?
