Her Crazy

Chase POV

We walk away from her to talk. This entire situation is fucked up. So much for it being quick, easy and straightforward. She’s a fucking crazed one, mocking us and begging in a way that is saying don’t save me. She’s drunk. She wasn’t meant to be drunk.

“So now what? If we don’t use her to get it back, we look weak. But if what she said is true, we’re not getting it, they will happily take her back in pieces,” I don’t like this. He used us to solve his fucking problem.

“We can’t send her back,” Blake argues. I know that he’s right. It won’t look good. We need to find some use for her, so it seems like we did more than bring her here for a quick holiday.

“Got to agree with Blake. Carl used us to escape her. We throw her out. What’s to stop him from hurting her?” Jax looks at me.

“Are you joking? Who gives a shit if he hurts her. This isn’t on us; the only reason I agree to her staying is so we don’t look weak.” I argue, and Blake grabs the back of my neck.

“You need to calm d