I will dedicate and sacrifice my every thing
for just a seconds worth of how my story's ending.
I wish I could know if the directions that I take
and all the choices that I make won't end up all for nothing.
Show me what it's for,
Make me understand it.
I've been crawling in the dark
Looking for the answer.
Is there something more
than what I've been handed?
I've been crawling in the dark
looking for the answer.
Help me carry on,
Assure me it's ok to
use my heart and not my eyes
to navigate the darkness.
Will the ending be ever coming suddenly?
Will I ever get to see the ending to my story?
So when it comes, will I know?
How much further do I have to go?
How much longer until I finally know?
'Cause I am looking and I just can't see what's in front of me
~Crawling in the Dark by Hoobastank~
Allie POV
I can't believe this is happening. I was having a good day, and then frickin' Seamus had to go and kill my brother. That means that I'm the boss now. I can't be in charge of a huge crime organization-I'm only eighteen! I'm a senior in high school, mother of a four month old, and wife to my best friend. How am I supposed to do this? Sure, I wanted to be in charge- maybe in ten years! I just lost my parents last month to this fucker and now he's killed my brother. Who's next? Max? Alex? Riley? Me?
"Allie, we're at the airport," Todd said softly.
Whoa, I didn't even know he was capable of speaking quietly. Shaking my head, I climbed out of the limo and headed for the closest counter.
"Hi, I'm Alexandra Evans. My private plane is supposed to be on its way here. Do you know when I can expect it?"
The man's eyes widened in fear. "Um, Mrs. Evans, I'm sorry to tell you, but, um, you see-er."
"Spit it out!" I said impatiently.
"Its not coming; you're going to have to get a ticket and fly a commercial jet to New York."
"What?" I hissed incredulously.
"There's a message from a Mister Ronald Peters."
I ripped the note out of his hand and read it furiously.
Kat-
I hate to tell you this, but the plane's not fueled up and it would take too much time to find more since Finnegan's men are swarming around looking for us. Maybe it's best that you do fly commercial since Seamus would never expect it. See you when you get here.
Ron
I crumpled the note in my fist and whirled back around to face the man behind the counter.
"When's your next flight to New York?" I demanded.
"In two hours."
"Get me two tickets."
"Y-yes ma'am," he stammered and began looking up something on the computer.
I paid for my and Todd's tickets and slumped into a chair while waiting for our flight. If only my parents could see me now. Dad's probably rolling in his grave at the thought of my now being in charge. Great job I'm doing, too. Damn you, Cedric! Why did you have to leave me? I'm too young for this, too naïve. Okay, maybe I'm not naïve, but still.
The short conversation I had with my cousin Brad earlier kept running through my head.
"Hello?" I said, dreading what I was about to hear.
I could hear the person on the other end draw a shaky breath.
"Allie Kat, its me," Brad said.
I knew immediately who it was-only Max, Brad, and, at one point, Riley and my father, called me Allie Kat. It stood for Alexandra Kathreen. Everyone else called me Allie or Kat.
"What is it, Brad?" I questioned fearfully.
"Cedric is dead."
Oh my God. "H-how?"
"Finnegan and several of his men shot him to death in front of his apartment. Allie, you know what this means."
"I'm the boss now," I murmured. "Have my plane flown over here. I'm coming to New York."
"Okay, kiddo. I'll see ya in a few hours."
"Yeah," I muttered and hung up the phone.
"Allie? You okay?" Todd asked, poking my arm.
I just stared at him.
"Okay, bad question. Are you going to be okay?" he asked, genuinely concerned.
I smiled wryly. "Yeah, this is nowhere near the worst thing that's happened to me. I'll eventually be okay."
He just nodded and stared at the people milling around the terminal. Some time later when we were finally boarding, my cell phone rang.
"Evans," I answered.
"Allie! How are you, darling?" Ronald Peters' obnoxious voice asked.
I rolled my eyes at Todd.
"Peters?" he mouthed.
I nodded. "So, Ronnie, what the hell happened to my plane?"
"I told you in the note."
"Oh yeah, you forgot to have it fueled. Are you stupid or something? How can you forget to do something like that?"
Ron sighed. "Excuse me, princess, if I have more important matters to attend to other than fueling up your precious jet."
My jaw dropped. Oh, he did not just go there. "Who the hell do you think you're talking to? I'm your boss and I will be spoken to with respect!" I said angrily.
"Sorry. Look, I'm just a little stressed right now-"
"I don't care!" I said in dangerous tone. "Just know this: the next time you conveniently forget to gas up my private plane and I am forced to ride on a commercial flight, there will be hell to pay. Don't mess with me, Ronald."
"Y-yes, Mrs. Evans," he said in a defeated voice.
"I'll see you in New York," I muttered and hung up my phone. Who the hell did he think he was talking to me like that? I ought to have Todd beat the shit out of him. Hm, not a bad idea.
The rest of the flight was pretty much uneventful, except when Todd and I were getting off. As I looked around for our driver, Cedric's old one, I caught sight of the most piercing blue eyes I've ever seen. I couldn't see the rest of the man, but I knew that he had to be handsome. I almost started to make my way over to him, but Todd grabbed my arm and pointed to a waiting Frank. When I glanced back, the man was gone. Oh well.
Come to think of it, I've seen eyes like that before, but where? Kyle! Kyle, too, had amazing blue eyes. Was that Kyle I saw? No, it couldn't be. Why would he be in New York? I laughed at my wishful thinking and climbed into the limo. After battling traffic, we finally reached my family's old home. It was a huge three-story loft in the ritziest neighborhood in all of New York City. As I made my way up the front steps, I stopped for a moment on the spot I knew Cedric had died.
"I love ya, big brother," I whispered and made my way inside to greet everyone who had shown up to welcome me.
While I talked to yet another person I didn't know, I caught sight of Ron's bright red head.
"Excuse me," I said to the elderly couple and walked over to Ron, pushing him against the wall.
"Christ, Allie! You scared the shit outta me!" he exclaimed, holding a hand over his heart.
I just grinned and replied, "Too bad I didn't scare ya to death."
Ron's hazel eyes widened. "Now, come on, Allie. You can't still be mad at me for the whole plane incident."
"You're restricted to simple duties such as washing my car, doing my laundry, etc. until further notice. Understand me?"
He nodded. "Good," I said cheerily and sauntered off.
A good two hours later I had finally cleared everyone out and went to bed. I wasn't really looking forward to my meeting with Daniel McIver the next morning, but he was the most decent of the other bosses so I had agreed to meet with him first.
Preciously at eight, Todd came in and woke me up. I groaned and dragged myself to the shower. After I had dried off, I put on my favorite "business" outfit-a white spaghetti strap top, black leather pants, black leather trench coat, and black stiletto heels-and made my way downstairs for breakfast. When we were all finished, me, Todd, and four of my other bodyguards climbed into the limo and drove to the warehouse the meeting was to take place at. A block away from the location, Todd and I got out and scanned the building.
"What do you think?" Todd questioned.
I pointed to the fire escape and said, "If anyone is gonna take me or Daniel out, they'd have gone in through the fire escape and stayed close so that they could get away easily."
He nodded and said, "I'll check it out," and took off for the warehouse.
I climbed back into the limo and we drove the rest of way. I got out and made my way through the front door with caution, looking for anything suspicious. A moment later, I heard a clanging noise as a rifle crashed to the ground. I stared at it in shock-I knew that it had to have been one of Finnegan's men trying to take me out. The bastard never quits. One of Daniel's men pointed out the room where Todd had taken the would-be assassin and I stormed over with Daniel on my heels. I flung the door open and locked eyes with the man who had been caught trying to kill me.
"Kyle!" "Allie!" we exclaimed at the same time, and then everything went black.
for just a seconds worth of how my story's ending.
I wish I could know if the directions that I take
and all the choices that I make won't end up all for nothing.
Show me what it's for,
Make me understand it.
I've been crawling in the dark
Looking for the answer.
Is there something more
than what I've been handed?
I've been crawling in the dark
looking for the answer.
Help me carry on,
Assure me it's ok to
use my heart and not my eyes
to navigate the darkness.
Will the ending be ever coming suddenly?
Will I ever get to see the ending to my story?
So when it comes, will I know?
How much further do I have to go?
How much longer until I finally know?
'Cause I am looking and I just can't see what's in front of me
~Crawling in the Dark by Hoobastank~
Allie POV
I can't believe this is happening. I was having a good day, and then frickin' Seamus had to go and kill my brother. That means that I'm the boss now. I can't be in charge of a huge crime organization-I'm only eighteen! I'm a senior in high school, mother of a four month old, and wife to my best friend. How am I supposed to do this? Sure, I wanted to be in charge- maybe in ten years! I just lost my parents last month to this fucker and now he's killed my brother. Who's next? Max? Alex? Riley? Me?
"Allie, we're at the airport," Todd said softly.
Whoa, I didn't even know he was capable of speaking quietly. Shaking my head, I climbed out of the limo and headed for the closest counter.
"Hi, I'm Alexandra Evans. My private plane is supposed to be on its way here. Do you know when I can expect it?"
The man's eyes widened in fear. "Um, Mrs. Evans, I'm sorry to tell you, but, um, you see-er."
"Spit it out!" I said impatiently.
"Its not coming; you're going to have to get a ticket and fly a commercial jet to New York."
"What?" I hissed incredulously.
"There's a message from a Mister Ronald Peters."
I ripped the note out of his hand and read it furiously.
Kat-
I hate to tell you this, but the plane's not fueled up and it would take too much time to find more since Finnegan's men are swarming around looking for us. Maybe it's best that you do fly commercial since Seamus would never expect it. See you when you get here.
Ron
I crumpled the note in my fist and whirled back around to face the man behind the counter.
"When's your next flight to New York?" I demanded.
"In two hours."
"Get me two tickets."
"Y-yes ma'am," he stammered and began looking up something on the computer.
I paid for my and Todd's tickets and slumped into a chair while waiting for our flight. If only my parents could see me now. Dad's probably rolling in his grave at the thought of my now being in charge. Great job I'm doing, too. Damn you, Cedric! Why did you have to leave me? I'm too young for this, too naïve. Okay, maybe I'm not naïve, but still.
The short conversation I had with my cousin Brad earlier kept running through my head.
"Hello?" I said, dreading what I was about to hear.
I could hear the person on the other end draw a shaky breath.
"Allie Kat, its me," Brad said.
I knew immediately who it was-only Max, Brad, and, at one point, Riley and my father, called me Allie Kat. It stood for Alexandra Kathreen. Everyone else called me Allie or Kat.
"What is it, Brad?" I questioned fearfully.
"Cedric is dead."
Oh my God. "H-how?"
"Finnegan and several of his men shot him to death in front of his apartment. Allie, you know what this means."
"I'm the boss now," I murmured. "Have my plane flown over here. I'm coming to New York."
"Okay, kiddo. I'll see ya in a few hours."
"Yeah," I muttered and hung up the phone.
"Allie? You okay?" Todd asked, poking my arm.
I just stared at him.
"Okay, bad question. Are you going to be okay?" he asked, genuinely concerned.
I smiled wryly. "Yeah, this is nowhere near the worst thing that's happened to me. I'll eventually be okay."
He just nodded and stared at the people milling around the terminal. Some time later when we were finally boarding, my cell phone rang.
"Evans," I answered.
"Allie! How are you, darling?" Ronald Peters' obnoxious voice asked.
I rolled my eyes at Todd.
"Peters?" he mouthed.
I nodded. "So, Ronnie, what the hell happened to my plane?"
"I told you in the note."
"Oh yeah, you forgot to have it fueled. Are you stupid or something? How can you forget to do something like that?"
Ron sighed. "Excuse me, princess, if I have more important matters to attend to other than fueling up your precious jet."
My jaw dropped. Oh, he did not just go there. "Who the hell do you think you're talking to? I'm your boss and I will be spoken to with respect!" I said angrily.
"Sorry. Look, I'm just a little stressed right now-"
"I don't care!" I said in dangerous tone. "Just know this: the next time you conveniently forget to gas up my private plane and I am forced to ride on a commercial flight, there will be hell to pay. Don't mess with me, Ronald."
"Y-yes, Mrs. Evans," he said in a defeated voice.
"I'll see you in New York," I muttered and hung up my phone. Who the hell did he think he was talking to me like that? I ought to have Todd beat the shit out of him. Hm, not a bad idea.
The rest of the flight was pretty much uneventful, except when Todd and I were getting off. As I looked around for our driver, Cedric's old one, I caught sight of the most piercing blue eyes I've ever seen. I couldn't see the rest of the man, but I knew that he had to be handsome. I almost started to make my way over to him, but Todd grabbed my arm and pointed to a waiting Frank. When I glanced back, the man was gone. Oh well.
Come to think of it, I've seen eyes like that before, but where? Kyle! Kyle, too, had amazing blue eyes. Was that Kyle I saw? No, it couldn't be. Why would he be in New York? I laughed at my wishful thinking and climbed into the limo. After battling traffic, we finally reached my family's old home. It was a huge three-story loft in the ritziest neighborhood in all of New York City. As I made my way up the front steps, I stopped for a moment on the spot I knew Cedric had died.
"I love ya, big brother," I whispered and made my way inside to greet everyone who had shown up to welcome me.
While I talked to yet another person I didn't know, I caught sight of Ron's bright red head.
"Excuse me," I said to the elderly couple and walked over to Ron, pushing him against the wall.
"Christ, Allie! You scared the shit outta me!" he exclaimed, holding a hand over his heart.
I just grinned and replied, "Too bad I didn't scare ya to death."
Ron's hazel eyes widened. "Now, come on, Allie. You can't still be mad at me for the whole plane incident."
"You're restricted to simple duties such as washing my car, doing my laundry, etc. until further notice. Understand me?"
He nodded. "Good," I said cheerily and sauntered off.
A good two hours later I had finally cleared everyone out and went to bed. I wasn't really looking forward to my meeting with Daniel McIver the next morning, but he was the most decent of the other bosses so I had agreed to meet with him first.
Preciously at eight, Todd came in and woke me up. I groaned and dragged myself to the shower. After I had dried off, I put on my favorite "business" outfit-a white spaghetti strap top, black leather pants, black leather trench coat, and black stiletto heels-and made my way downstairs for breakfast. When we were all finished, me, Todd, and four of my other bodyguards climbed into the limo and drove to the warehouse the meeting was to take place at. A block away from the location, Todd and I got out and scanned the building.
"What do you think?" Todd questioned.
I pointed to the fire escape and said, "If anyone is gonna take me or Daniel out, they'd have gone in through the fire escape and stayed close so that they could get away easily."
He nodded and said, "I'll check it out," and took off for the warehouse.
I climbed back into the limo and we drove the rest of way. I got out and made my way through the front door with caution, looking for anything suspicious. A moment later, I heard a clanging noise as a rifle crashed to the ground. I stared at it in shock-I knew that it had to have been one of Finnegan's men trying to take me out. The bastard never quits. One of Daniel's men pointed out the room where Todd had taken the would-be assassin and I stormed over with Daniel on my heels. I flung the door open and locked eyes with the man who had been caught trying to kill me.
"Kyle!" "Allie!" we exclaimed at the same time, and then everything went black.
