Chapter Three:
Disclaimer: I own nothing except the plot and Ashlynn.
When I first walked in to the Saints hideouts I agreed with my brother it was kind of a dump. All day we have been working on fixing it up. They used stolen items of course. Paints borrowed from hardware stores and building materials left unattended at construction sites. When it was finally done I have to say it looked amazing. The walls were all painted white with the saints signature purple. Gat installed all the stripper poles himself. We had running water and even a bar set up fully stocked. It truly was the saints hideout, they built it from the ground up. They even got the elevator working, no more walking down tons of stairs. After the hideout was finally finished Pierce organized a party.
Parties aren't really my thing but since my brother agreed to it, I attended. The music was decent. It had a steady beat that thumped through the hideout. I noticed that nearly everyone had some type of drink in their hand. Did I mention I don't like it when people drink? I look around and find my brother receiving a lap dance from a stripper. There is nothing I can do about this, I'll let him enjoy it. I weave my way in between the dancing saints and take a seat on the bar stool. After a few moments a young Hispanic guy sits to the left of me. I look at him and notice his deep brown eyes. Hes wearing a white wife beater and purple pants with a purple beanie on top of his head. "You should be out there dancing" he says while smiling at me, I can't seem to stop myself from smiling back at him.
"Whats your name?" I ask him. "Carlos" he reply's while smiling wider. The bartender comes over and asks "Can I get you anything?" I flinch and tear my gaze away from Carlos "No, I don't drink thanks anyway" I tell him and he turns his attention to Carlos. "How about you?" he asks Carlos I turn and study the floor like its the most interesting thing I have ever seen. I can feel Carlos studying me "No thanks man" I hear him say. I look up to see the bartender moving down the bar to a few other guys dressed in purple. "Want to get out of here?" he asks and I nod and follow him to the elevator. He pushes the button for the ground floor and we start to go up. "whats your name?" He asks me "Ashlynn" I answer as the elevator comes to a stop.
He leads the way to a brown building and we get into another elevator and he presses the level to the top floor. "Where are we going? I ask in curiosity. "Just wait nena" He said as the elevator came to a stop we stepped out and I noticed a helipad. Carlos took my hand with a smile and led me up the stairs and we sat on the edge of the helipad to watch the stars above and the city below. "Carlos, it's beautiful" I say staring out over stillwater. He smiles and said "I'm glad you like it, can I ask you something?" "Sure" I answer with a smile. "What happened to your eye, and why did you flinch when that guy asked if you wanted a drink?" he asks with concern shining through his deep eyes. "That's two questions" I tell him trying to avoid his question. He brushed away a stray strand of my hair and whispers "You don't have to tell me nena its okay" he smiles at me.
We stare into each others eyes and he leans closer to me and our lips meet in a slow kiss and I smile and let his tongue in and we explore each others mouth. I feel my heart swell and I know in this instance I want this kiss to last forever. There was a sudden bang sound and we break apart startled. Carlos immediately stands up drawing a gun I didn't notice before hes standing protectively in front of me. He begins to settle down as we realize the sound came from the hideout. Carlos takes my hand and we rush down the stairs and to the elevator and we hop in. Carlos is pacing in the elevator until it comes to a stop and he rushes out pulling me along. We get into the elevator and go down to the hideout. He gives me a quick peck on the lips and the doors open I immediately run off in search of my brother to make sure he is okay. Carlos runs the opposite way in search of the danger. Roland is standing in the center of a large group of saints. He has his gun pointed into the air and he is scanning the faces of the party goers. His eyes stopped on my face. "False Alarm" he announces.
I walk up to him "Whats going on? You scared me half to death?" I ask him. He smiles at me and said "No you scared me half to death little girl" he says with a smirk. I tilt my head to the side and he says "I couldn't find you anywhere, then I asked Johnny and he hadn't seen you either, I kind of lost it" I look up at the bullet hole in the ceiling "Um yeah kind of" I say with a grin "We just fixed this place up Roland" He just laughs and sits down I follow him and sit next to him. Carlos walks up and says "Hey boss what was all that?" "Just a false alarm" my brother tells him and johnny walks over and says "Hey Ashlynn where you been?" "I went out for some air" I tell him. "Well sis I'm going to go lay down if you need anything come find me" I nod in answer and Johnny says "I'm going to go see my lady" He gives me a hug and leaves.
Carlos takes Gat's empty seat and stares at me "Sis?" he asks "You're the bosses sister?" "I'm so dead the boss and Johnny will both kill me" I look away and nod. This always happens when I was younger my brother always scared people away from me. He puts his finger under my chin and gently turns my head to face him. "Its okay I like you for who you are" he whispers. He pulls me up and leads me to the dance floor and we start dancing together. As far as parties go, this one is okay I smile as Carlos kisses my cheek. I yawn and Carlos says "Someones tired" He smiles and I say "it has been a long day" He takes my hand and leads me upstairs. We get into his room. He goes to the closet and passes me a pair of his sweats and a shirt. I go into the bathroom and change. When I come back into the room he is laying on the big purple bed. He pats the spot next to himself and I lay down beside him. He wraps his arms around me and I rest my head against his chest. "My dad is a drunk" I tell him. I feel him tense up. I close my eyes and continue "Just before I came back to Stillwater he was drinking and I came home late and he punched me" I hear him make a growling sound. He leans down and kisses the bruise around my eye. "I'm sorry nena" he says. I lean closer to him. "Why did you become a saint?" I ask.
"I had a big brother once too, he was a Saint" I frown not liking where this is going. "One day we were out getting high and one of the Rollerz came by and shot him. I was so mad I just went after them next thing I know I'm in prison and I found your brother." I kiss him and say "I'm sorry" I whisper. "Don't be nena" he answers me and kisses me back. I snuggle deeper into his arms and close my eyes and drift to sleep.