CHAPTER 2
A couple days had passed and it was the morning of Danielle's funeral. I couldn't believe that she was gone. I was getting changed when Kayla came into the room.
"Hey. I'm all ready to go. You almost ready?" Kayla asked as she sat down on my bed.
"Yeah, I just have to put my heels on," I said as I walked over to the closet and grabbed them.
"Did you find your purse yet?" Kayla asked as she looked at me.
"Not yet. I think I might have left it at the bar the other night. I'll have to call there sometime and see," I said as I put my heels on. "Alright, I'm ready."
"Alright. I got the umbrellas out. It's down pouring out there," Kayla said as we started to walk down the steps.
"Great," I said as I followed her down the steps.
We put our coats on and grabbed the umbrellas. We got into Kayla's car and she pulled out of the driveway. We drove to the cemetery and got out of the car. Kayla and I walked over to where Danielle was being buried. We held the umbrellas over our heads as we stood there. I looked at her casket and tears came to my eyes.
"It's okay," Kayla whispered as she too had tears going down her face.
I continued to listen to the priest as he talked about death. The rain felt like it was pounding down on top of our umbrellas. I heard a low rumbling sound and I looked up. I noticed that there was a black mustang with red markings on it sitting there. I looked at the driver and noticed that it was Billy.
"It's him," I whispered as I continued to look at Billy's car.
"It's who?" Kayla whispered as she looked where I was looking.
"Billy," I whispered.
We continued to look over at the car. Billy and I made eye contact for a second and then he pulled away. I watched as his car drove out of the cemetery. I looked back as Danielle's coffin was slowly being lowered into the ground. I wiped tears away and threw a white rose on top.
"I'll miss you," I whispered as I looked down.
Kayla and I walked over and got into her car. She pulled away and drove out of the cemetery.
"I wonder what he was doing there," Kayla asked as she looked around.
"I don't know," I said as I looked out the window.
Later that night, I was upstairs in my room putting some clothes away. I heard the doorbell go off and I walked out of my room and went down the steps. I opened up the door wearing a tank top and loose bottoms. Billy was standing there.
"Hi," I said as I looked at him.
"Hey. You left this by my car the other night. I figured that I would return it," Billy said as he held out my purse.
"Thank you. I was wondering where this went," I said as I took the purse from him. "Do you want to come in for a little bit?" I asked as I motioned for him to come inside.
"Yeah. I guess I could come in for a little bit," Billy said as he walked through the door.
I closed the door behind him and walked over to the couch with him. I sat down beside him.
"How was the funeral?" Billy asked as he looked over at me.
"It was nice. Well, not nice outside, but it was nice," I said as I looked over at him. "Were you there today?"
"Yeah. I was going to come over, but I didn't really know your friend, so I didn't want to make anyone mad," Billy said as he looked over at me.
"Lacy, do you know where I put-," Kayla started to say as she approached the tops of the steps. "Oh, hi. I didn't know you came in," Kayla said as she looked down at Billy. "It's Billy, right?"
"Yeah," Billy said as he looked up at Kayla.
"Lacy, do you know where I put my brush this morning?"
"I think it's on my bed," I said as I looked up at Kayla.
"Okay," Kayla said as she turned around and walked back down the hallway to my room.
"I'm sorry about your friend," Billy said as he looked over at me.
"It's okay. It's hard, but I'll be okay," I said as I nodded my head. "Who were those guys that were shooting at us?"
"They're a gang called B Street. They're like our rivalry. They're bad news," Billy said as he shook his head.
"Oh? You're in a gang?" I asked as I looked over at Billy.
"Yeah. We don't really have a name, but we're all in a gang."
"You don't like go around shooting up neighborhoods, do you?"
"No. We're not like B Street. If someone makes us mad, then we make them pay. They shot your friend and killed her, we're going after them. Well, some of the guys actually are going after them right now. I wanted to come here and see if you two were doing okay," Billy said as he looked over at me.
"Oh, okay," I said as I looked around. "Do you want something to drink?" I asked as I stood up and walked over to the fridge.
"If ya don't mind," Billy said as he sat on the couch.
I grabbed two beers out of the fridge and came back into the living room. I handed Billy a beer and sat down beside him. We opened them and started to drink them.
"I think my brother has got something for your friend," Billy said as he broke the silence.
"Really?" I asked with a smirk on my face as I looked over at Billy.
"Yeah. He wouldn't keep his damn mouth shut at all today. All he talked about was how hot Kayla is and that he couldn't wait to see her again," Billy said as he laughed a little.
"She said something this morning about wanting to go to see Joe," I said before I took another sip of beer.
Just then Billy's cell phone rang.
"Yeah?"
"Where you been?" Bones asked.
"I'm at a friend's house right now," Billy said as he got an irritated look on his face.
"I gave you guy some fucking corners to run, now you better get to fucking work!" Bones yelled before he hung up the phone.
Billy closed his cell phone and shook his head.
"I should probably get going. You two should come hang out with me and Joe sometime," Billy said as he stood up.
"Okay. Do you have a number that I could reach you at?" I asked as I got my cell phone out.
Billy took my phone and put his cell phone number into my phonebook. He handed me back my phone and smirked at me. I walked him to the door and opened it.
"Don't be a stranger," Billy said as he walked outside.
"I won't. See ya around," I said with a smile on my face.
I watched Billy walk out to his car and get in. He revved the engine up and sped down the street. I closed the door behind me as Kayla was coming down the steps.
"Okay, I want details," Kayla said as she started to walk towards the kitchen.
"What do you mean?" I asked as I followed her.
"Well, what was he doing here?" Kayla asked as she opened the freezer and got out some ice cream.
"He came here to return my purse from the other night. I left it by his car when the shooting was going on," I said as I sat down on the stool, resting my arms on the counter.
"Ummhmm, yeah. Are you sure that he wasn't here to confess his undying affection for you?" Kayla asked before she took a bite of ice cream.
"Kayla!" I said as I lightly hit her arm. "You're one to talk, Joe Darley lover," I said with a smirk on my face.
"Well, what did you two talk about?"
"Nothing, really. Just that he's in a gang and he gave me his number so that we could go and hang out with him and Joe. I have to say though, it was kinda awkward," I said as I took a bite of ice cream.
"Well, I know that Billy won't be like your last boyfriend," Kayla said as she got a serious look on her face. "He won't be nothing like that pig."
"I hope not," I said as I looked down. "Well, I'm going to go to bed. I'll see you in the morning," I said as I got up off the stool.
"Night," Kayla said as she continued to eat the ice cream.
"Night," I said before I reached the steps.
I walked up the steps and went to my room, closing the door behind me. I walked over to my bed and pulled the covers back. I layed down on my bed and turned off the light on my stand. I hadn't even thought about my last boyfriend, who abused me the whole two years that we were together. I'll never forget what he had done to me, but it would only be a matter of time before Billy would find out exactly who my ex was and what he had done to me. I closed my eyes and fell into a deep sleep.
I had gotten a review for this story and to me, it was more of a flame. This is called FanFICTION, which means the stories are NOT real. Some of the things that are being said wouldn't happen in real life, but that is how I want my story to go. If you don't like it, then don't continue to read the story. I understand that the gang just met Lacy and her friends, but this is how I want my story to go. They DID hang out at the bar for awhile the first time they met. I don't go into too much detail with how the characters are and how they look. That's how I've always written my stories.
I'm not saying these to everyone, just one reviewer in particular. The one review that I got on makes me not even want to continue to do this story, but I'm going to keep writing it because there are other readers that love it.
For those readers that have left me NICE reviews, THANK YOU SO MUCH, and I will continue to update as much as I can. On a bad note, I might not put Lacy in the gang just because I wouldn't really know what to say or do. Plus, I would rather write this like the other one I have, more of a romance/suspense. Please don't hate me for that. Keep the GOOD reviews coming!