Chapter 47
"Buckle up bitch, we're going on a police chase. "
Rochelle Quinn POV:
He punched me.
Storm Parker fucking punched me.
My head moved to the side, wincing from the hit. I faced him again instantly, clenching my fist and aiming it at his head.
I hit him, feeling the skin on my knuckles tear apart at the impact. I aimed another punch at his ribs, smirking once I heard the sound.
I moved back, watching him carefully.
He was leaning against the wall trying to support his weight, and his gasps of pain were like music to my ear. He clutched his ribs, trying to repress the pain.
A cloud of fear decorated his wrathful eyes. Making me realise he was right.
I am the devil in disguise.
How can I be any better than his father when I attacked him so brutally in cold blood?
I bit my lip, attempting to stop the tears. "I'm sorry, Storm, I am."
And then I did the only thing I'm good at.
I fled.
I ran down the stairs and out of the door without looking back. I didn't notice Kenzie running after me.
"Rae!" Kenzie shouts, holding my ringing phone in his hand.
I take it off him, looking at the Caller Id.
Unknown Caller
I answer skeptically, "Hello?"
"Is this Rochelle Quinn?" The voice asks.
My breathing hitches, I reply carefully, "It is. Who's asking?"
" This is Officer Peters from the Chicago Police Department. I have to ask you to come to the station, your brother's been arrested."
Fuck.
"Why's he been arrested?" I ask, knowing full well my little brother was too sneaky to get caught.
Hang on, I wouldn't be called if it was Rowan.
I huff, "Which of my brothers is it?"
"I'm sorry but I can't distribute the information as of why your brother has been arrested." He apologises, "But I can inform you that the name he has given is Ivan Rossi."
"Ivi." I whispered, holding my head in my hands. "Right, I'll be there soon."
I hung up before he could reply, catching Kenzie's eyes.
"Buckle up bitch, we're going on a police chase."
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"Shit. Shit. Shit. Shit." I repeated, cursing myself as I walked into the station. Kenzie followed slowly behind me, not commenting.
"I hate my life." I mutter, trying to hide my face from all the officers.
"Do you think they remember you?" Kenzie asked, confused.
"I hope not after what I did the last time I was here." I mumble, sitting in the corner away from any prying eyes.
"Wait...What did you do?" He tilted his head in question, waiting for my answer.
"You'll find out soon enough."
"Rochelle Quinn!" A voice calls out, not bothering to hide the enthusiastic grin etched onto his face.
Kenzie tensed, slipping a soothing hand around my waist.
I smiled back at Jake McCall half-heartedly.
"When that guy put you down as his emergency contact, I definitely didn't think you'd show after last time." He remarks humorously, chuckling to himself.
"What happened?" Kenzie requests, obviously curious due to me not telling him or any of the others how I got out.
Jake sat cross-legged on the floor in front of us, grinning. "Basically, Raine Ryan was arrested for Jessica Parker's death and asked to see Rock. We brought her in and the dickhead deputy wouldn't let her leave. Rocky decided to smash a chair over Raine's head, beat her to a pulp and then used a pin to get out of her jail cell. Badda bing badda boom, she jumped out a window and no one could catch her."
I narrow my eyes at Jake, glaring at him. "Try not to leave anything out, Jake." I spit sarcastically, refusing to look at Kenzie's curious stare.
"Who's Raine Ryan and Jessica Parker?"
Jake's lips closed at that question, his eyes widening in shock. He must've thought Kenzie knew everything.
I kiss my teeth, replying with hatred lingering in my tone. "Raine was at the group home, she was best friends with Storm. Storm was the nice one, Raine was just an absolute bitch and caused a lot of pain for everyone else in that place."
I took a deep breath before continuing, "Jessica was Storm's mom, and Bulldog's wife."
Kenzie didn't respond.
"You gotta arrest me, McCall?" I ask, raising a brow suspiciously.
"Nah, as if." He scoffs, "I got the charges dropped, and Dawson didn't want to mess about because he kept you here unlawfully."
"Right." I nod my head, "Can we get Ivi out of here now?"
"Jacko!" Jake shouted, turning our eyes to a fairly large officer who looked like he'd rather die than be at work. "Go get Rossi."
I knew the feeling.
He muttered something inaudible under his breath, walking off.
Ivan came into view quickly, his hands restrained behind his back.
I face Kenzie, gazing at him anxiously. "Kenz, I'm gonna spend some time with Ivan. You should probably head to the school and pick your brothers up anyway."
"Let me know how it goes?" He suggests, standing up and ready to leave.
"You know I will." I promise quietly, kissing his cheek. "I'm sorry about before, but thank you for coming with me."
He smiled, grabbing my hand for a split second and squeezing it.
I move away from him, a soft grin playing on my lips.
The first thing I notice about Ivan is his abnormally wide eyes and the dark bags under them. His fingers tapped restlessly against his leg.
Mania.
"Time to go. Ivi, come on." I grab his arm, pulling him out of the station and shouting a quick goodbye to Jake.
"What happened?" I quizzed instantly, sitting down on the brick wall outside the building.
Ivan sat down next to me, tangling his fingers. "I don't remember. I just went to a bar and some guy gave me a beer, everything that happened after is a blur."
I sucked in a breath. Oh my god.
"How do you feel?" I press gently, leaning onto my knees slightly.
"I'm fine." He insists pathetically.
"You're not." I brushed off his answer easily.
"I am."
"It's okay not to be. We're all a bit fucked up, Ivi." I repeat the exact words he told me just weeks ago. "And we don't need to pretend we're not."
He didn't respond.
Grabbing my phone, I ring Jesse's number.
"Rocky?" He answers after the 2nd dial.
Geez his morning voice is more repulsive than my bed hair.
It's 2pm.
"I need you to pick Ivi and me up from the police station, anytime soon is preferred." I study Ivan's expression as I speak, watching his movements. He messed with his hands at first, before tapping his fingertips on the wall.
Manic people may find it difficult to stay still or concentrate.
"The police station?" Jesse repeated, "What? Why?"
"I'll tell you when you get here." I promise, "Just hurry up."
"I'll be there soon."
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We sat in Jesse's living room. The silence in the room was almost suffocating.
Ivan rested his head on Jesse's shoulder, with his boyfriends arms wrapped around his quiet form. I sat on the loveseat alone, closing my eyes as a pulsing pain hit my head unexpectedly.
As if this day couldn't get any worse.
I groaned at my cell as it rang once again.
Kace.
For fucks sake, what does he want?
"What do you want? I'm busy." I sign, rubbing my forehead in a bid to get rid of the ache.
"Jackson Dean's got a group of people here looking for Alec and his brothers. I think they have weapons, Rocky." Kace whispered into the phone, sounding slightly panicked.
I straightened my body, leaning upwards.
Tensing my body, I shake my head as Jesse sends me a questioning look. "Describe them. Now."
"There's eight of them: 7 boys and 1 girl. Dark brown hair and tanned skin, one of them has dirty blond hair though. They came into the school shouting about Diamonds and Alec." His words came out quicker than I could register. I could hear mumbling from the other side of the phone. "Rock, they know Kade's related to them. I don't know what to do."
My blood ran cold, "Hide him now. Don't come out. I'll be there as soon as I can." I hung up as soon as the words left my house, tightening my grip as I tried not to throw it across the room.
I locked eyes with Ivan. "The Kings are at the school with Jackson Dean. They're after your brothers and Kade."
Ivan's eyes glimmered with intense hatred, his jaw locked on instinct.
Jesse jumped up, pushing his phone into Ivan's hand. "Phone everyone while we're in the car. We'll pick Zach, Bodhi, Lana and Reags up on the way."
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