four hundred dollars

 *in tears* uh, hey everyone… karma got its kiss for me! *puckers lips* uh i cant go to JONATHAN’S right now because i got a…. a ticket because apparently you’resupposedtopulloverforanemergencyvehicle and i didn’t know *laughs* listen, my life is extremely going downhill cause im getting acne, and im getting fat and im blading right here if you cant see the whole triangle there like a piece of hair, im balding IM BALDING i’m turning ugly and my face is going to be fat for the rest of the day and i cant even SHOWER BEFORE WORK because im not going to be home on time! and that fat ass indiana *cries* the fat ass indiana cop…. gave me a ticket…. and he’s like “do you know about this law?” i didn’t so i said “no”… because i didnt *talking through tears* and it’s so much money and i only have THIRTY SEVEN DOLLARS and im not supposed to go under fifty and im going to get fined by my bank *friend talking in the background* SHUT UUUUUUUUUUUUUUP!! im going to get fined by my bank for having under fifty dollars ♫  and i already owe my parents four hundred something dollars and i owe my friend’s mom eighty and i cant get a job now but everything’s fine and im oKAY and my parents are really mad at me and my life is going downhiiiill ♫ so if anyone wants to be like a nice person *laughs through tears* and give me money to pay for this fucking ticket because i dont have it *inhales* i’mgoingtoleavemypaypal link but like *winks* thats me winking BUT MY EYES ARE TOO SWOLLEN TO WINK *cries* and i called to see if i could serve jail time instead of paying but no one answered so i left a voicemail asking if it were an option for me to serve jal time instead of paying *inhales* *friend talking* so it what you’re going to get arrested for that they’re going to be like this dumbest bitch then they’re going to arrest you *crying* *other friend talking* isn’t that the point that’s what she wants *crying laughing* and my freinds are laughing while i’m having an emotional breakdown *crying* SHOW ME SUPPOOOOOOORT *crying laughing* *screams into pillow*

One of my friends shared the story of Hamza Bendellajd on her facebook. I couldn’t find a whole lot of stuff anywhere about him. Probably because he stole FOUR HUNDRED MILLION DOLLARS and donated it all to charities in Africa and Palestine. 

The Algerian computer science graduate was able to hack over  $400 million from 217 banks. When arrested, he refused to make a deal with the government explaining how he was able to do such a thing. He told the authorities  “Money and power are nothing if they are not used to build a better world”. For this, he was hanged in Thailand on March 4, 2016.

Hamza Bendellajd was the very definition of “chaotic good”.

  • Lance: How much could I possibly owe you? Fifty, sixty bucks?
  • Shiro: Two thousand, four hundred and thirty seven dollars.
  • Lance: Dollars?! Wait, of course dollars. Why was that the part I was surprised by?
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  • Lena: i will pay for the tickets, it can't be more than like $200
  • Kara: it is maybe forty at most and that it still a bit of a rip off
  • Lena: what that is super cheep
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  • kara: do you want to get funnel cake
  • Lena: sure, it should only be what fifty dolars
  • Kara: no Lena no
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  • Kara: we should go get more tickets for rides
  • Lena: what do those cost twenty a piece?
  • Kara: no just no
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  • Kara: do you want dinner?
  • Lena: sure *pulls out four hundred dollars*
  • Kara: how many times have you actually been in the real world cause stuff usually costs under forty dollars Lena
Hands To Myself

Roughly inspired by Hand to Myself by Selena Gomez. 
Just a side note that I really can’t write smut, I feel incredibly weird so I do apologize for the cliff hanger ;)

Can’t keep my hands to myself
No matter how hard I’m trying to
I want you all to myself
You’re metaphorical gin and juice

I mean I could but why would I want to?

It was convenient that Tom and [Y/N] lived right across the street from one another. It meant that they could just walk over and not have to worry about the awful London traffic. Or even that if they drank a little too much, their home was just a few feet over. It was great. What wasn’t convenient was that Tom and his best mate, Harrison, always, like clockwork played basketball every morning. And [Y/N] had the front row seats with her window facing the cul-de-sac they played on. 

[Y/N] had never been a sexual person. She just kept her hands in her lap and behaved like a good girl but ever since she had starting dating Tom, it was getting a lot harder to maintain the proper ladylike persona her parents had raised her to have. It seemed that even the simplest movements Tom would make would send her senses into overdrive and force her to have the mind of horny thirteen year old boy. And [Y/N] could bet money that Tom had no idea what he was doing to her, he was always such a gentlemen when it came to her personal space. Of course they would cuddle and have make-out sessions but he was always aware of where his hands would be. And [Y/N] loved that for the most part, she was adoring that Tom wasn’t acting out on his hormones and was being respectful of her body because her body wasn’t a piece of property that he could invite himself into whenever he pleased. But, there were days where she wished he would just use all his pent up sexual urges and show her what she did to him. 

And it didn’t help that this morning, Tom was shirtless. The sun was kissing his body and causing every curve and dip of his muscles glisten from the sweat that was covering his upper body. It was a taunt and it was driving her insane. She stood by the window, watching Harrison and Tom play for a few more minutes before she decided that she needed to do something to get the idea of what laid beyond the shorts that were covering the rest of him out of her head. 

Splashing cold water on her face, she looked in the mirror and noticed a small purple mark poking out from her shirt. Wincing, she pulled the collar down to inspect it a little more. She would admit the night before was one of their more friskier nights, Tom had never left a hickey before. It left her flustered and she could bet that seeing Tom this morning made the feelings come back twice as hard. Blowing air out of her mouth, she dug around in her drawer to find some concealer. Even though she was twenty, her parents would freak the hell out that she was engaging in any kind of physical contact with her boyfriend. If she didn’t still live at home, she would have shrugged and went on about her day. 

Dabbing some on until she felt that it was hidden enough, she closed her eyes when she heard the victory yells from Tom. Gripping the counter, she looked at herself. She could feel herself getting hot at the thought of what more could have happened the night before if her parents hadn’t came home so early. Swallowing hard, she told herself to get a grip. 

Walking towards her closet, she threw on some running shorts and a matching sports bra. Reaching around her jacket, she zipped it up halfway. [Y/N] needed to run off her hormones, put something else in her head. Walking into the kitchen to grab a protein bar, she noticed a note from her parents. 

Went shopping at the mall and then going to see a film. After that we’ll be going grocery shopping. Be home right before 6. Send a text if Tom and Harrison will be joining for dinner so I’ll be prepared. xx mom

Plucking the note from the fridge, she laid it on the counter and sent her mother a text saying that most likely Tom and Harrison will be coming over. Four out of the seven days, they normally did. Grabbing a sip of her water, she headed out the door. 

“[Y/N]! Come play with us, Haz needs all the help he can get.” Tom chuckled. 

Walking over towards the two boys who were dripping with sweat, she placed a peck on Tom’s cheek and patted Harrison’s shoulder. “Love to, but I’m going to go run a few miles.” 

“Ew,” Harrison groaned. 

“Ew, yourself.” [Y/N] responded, sticking out her tongue. She turned towards Tom in time to find him rake his eyes over her attire. Biting her lip, she tried to ignore his lingering gaze over her exposed torso. 

“I agree with Harrison, why are you running?” Tom asked, “You could get in your daily exercise right here with me.” He motioned towards the basketball hoop.

[Y/N] really wanted to respond with something inappropriate but decided against it. It was only going to make her situation worse. “I’ll pass, but maybe next time. I’ll see you in an hour.” 

“An hour?! How many fucking miles you plan on running, [Y/N]” Harrison sputtered. 

Shrugging, she started to jog backwards, “However many I can run in an hour, Haz.” Shaking her head, she smiled and blew kisses towards them and turned to face forward and headed off. 

[Y/N] had needed a lot more than an hour to get her mind off of her sexual thoughts about Tom. She had ran for thirty minutes before she slowed to a walk to give her burning legs a rest and in that time, she had made up five million fantasies. All of them ranging from innocent fluffy to extremely fifty shades. After walking for another thirty, she decided to run back to the house. Figuring that Harrison had probably either gone home or knowing that Tom would be spending time with her and went inside to hang out with Sam and Harry. 

Slowing down her pace when she spotted Tom sitting on her porch in the comfy bench her mother had insisted on spending four hundred dollars on. She smiled as she hopped up the steps, “Hey you.” 

Looking up from his phone, Tom smiled back. “Hey yourself. I thought you said you were going to run for an hour? How many miles did you clear?”

Shrugging, [Y/N] unzipped her jacket all the way, fanning herself with her hand. She hated to feel so hot that the only thing she wanted was to peel off her own skin. “I don’t know maybe five or six? I wasn’t tracking it but I reached the fountain and came back.” 

Tom whistled, “Look at you speedy.” He chuckled and got up from the bench to hug her. 

“No, I’m gross.” She whined. 

Pressing a kiss to her forehead, he shook his head. “No, never. Impossible.” 

Trying to ignore the skin to skin contact, she pushed him away and rolled her eyes. Reaching into her hidden pocket for the spare key to her house, she unlocked the front door and walked in. “Did Haz go home or is he with the twins?” 

“The twins,” he responded, following her in. 

“So, he’ll be over for dinner too? I was supposed to tell my mom for sure.” 

Tom shrugged, “I dunno. I’ll ask him,” texting Harrison, he slid his phone back into his shorts pockets. 

Chugging some water to cool down, she tossed him a gatorade. “You going to eat dinner with my parents with just that on?” [Y/N] teased. 

Leaning against the counter, he crossed his arms, the well-defined muscles flexing and tightening made [Y/N] lick her lips. “Are you going to wear that to dinner with your parents?” He squinted his eyes, pushing off the counter, he walked towards her in just four steps. His thumb rubbed against the spot on her neck where she had covered with concealer. “Bloody Hell, your father is going to kill me.” He muttered. 


Tapping your neck, he chuckled. “I’ve given you a hickey. I guess the sweat from your run rubbed the makeup off.” 

Chewing on her lip, she shrugged. “I’ll cover it back up when I get dressed. No big deal, they will never know.” 

“Good because that is not a conversation I want to have with your father.” He shuddered at the thought of being confronted by one of the seriously intimidating men he had ever come to meet. Tom reminisced to the time where he had first met her father, he was ready to piss himself. 

[Y/N] shook her head and laughed, knowing exactly what he was thinking about. She could have keeled over and died from laughing so hard at her father and Tom’s first encounter. She had to reassure Tom that her father really did like him after the first few times and he had even told her that he preferred Tom over her past boyfriends. 

“Hey Tom?”

“Yes, love?”

She fidgeted with the bottom of her jacket, running the zipper up and down causing Tom to look at her with a confused look. “How long have we been dating now?”

Tom tilted his head to the side and did the math in his head. “A little over two years, why?”

“Do you not find me sexually attractive?” 

Tom choked on his spit, completely blind sided by her question. “I’m sorry, what?!”

Avoiding his baffled stare, she sighed. “Am I not sexually appealing? Like, is there a reason why we haven’t had sex?” 

Tom seriously couldn’t believe the words that were coming out of her mouth. He moved in her line of sight, speaking softly, “Hey, look at me.” Waiting until she met him, he smiled softly. “Are you seriously asking me that? If I didn’t find you to be sexy, I wouldn’t have left that hickey on your neck. Of course I find you to be sexy. I find you to be sexy all the time, [Y/N].” 


“Really.” Tom confirmed, shaking his head at how crazy her question was. He chuckled a little before pressing a kiss to the corner of her mouth. “Have I thought about sex with you? Yes. But I, it’s not, I don’t. Sex isn’t just something we do because it feels good, [Y/N]. I want it to be special, meaningful. We’d be sharing ourselves in a more personal way and I might be ready to do that but you might not be.” Cupping her face, he smiled again. “I would never want to pressure you into something because I don’t have to have sex with you to know that I want to be with you. Is it difficult, yes, especially when you wear things like what you have on now.” His eyes trailed down her and then back, “But, I love you for you not for sex or anything else. It would just be an added bonus.” 

[Y/N] couldn’t help but blush at his words. Again, he was always so respectful. “I love you, Holland.” 

“And I love you, [L/N]” He pulled her into a hug, the kind that she melted into. [Y/N] would swear up and down that Tom had different kind of hugs. And the way he was hugging her now was her all time favorite. It made her feel warm and fuzzy inside, almost like she was completely safe and nothing could harm her all while feeling the love radiate from his body. 

Pulling away a little, she took a deep breath. “What if I’m ready now?” 

Tom’s eye sparkled a little as he studied her expression, “Then I’d plan it to be special.” 

“No, like now.” 

Now?” Tom asked in surprise. 

“Yes, like right here, right now.” Wincing and giggling lightly, she shrugged, “Or well in my room, not here in the kitchen, that’d be weird. We eat and cook in here.”

Tom pulled apart from her completely, looking her dead straight in the eyes. “You want to have sex right now? Really? Are you sure, [Y/N].” She could tell he was getting flustered, “What if your parents come home? Or Haz decides to just come over? Don’t you think it’d be more special if I had planned it out to be romantic?”

“I love you, Tom, I really do but when has anything you’ve ever planned romantically gone according to plan?” She raised a brow, waiting for him to answer.

“You have a point….”

She grabbed for his hands, “I think it would be special right now. Don’t think I haven’t notice the looks you’ve been giving me when you think I’m not looking. Isn’t passion what makes it special?” 

“Bloody Hell,” Tom mumbled as he ran a hand over his face. “You’re going to kill me, absolutely kill me.” 

i’m very sorry to have to do this again. i wouldn’t if i had any other options right now. but i don’t. so here we are.

for the past… little over a month i think, we haven’t been able to use our only car. my mom and i were driving home one day and it just suddenly started leaking coolant.

my sister was able to get a friend to diagnose the problem but unfortunately, was unable to fix it. so i called around and was able to find a guy who was willing to do it for about four hundred dollars. and that’s the very cheapest one i could find. we’re able to pay part of it but we can’t do all of it. that just isn’t possible for us.

my dad told us he’d send us some money but just like every other time in my life when we needed him to step up and be there for his family, he completely failed to do so.

so here we are. without the car, we’re competely stuck. we can’t make any progress in trying to get back on our feet. no job interviews. no working. we can’t even go grocery shopping. at least when we had the house there was stuff within walking distance. but not here.

if you have anything to spare and are feeling generous, then i would deeply appreciate it. if you don’t then believe me, i understand completely. don’t feel like you need to apologize to me or anything.

The (Soft) Squip Enters

This is a bit of writing I did for the Soft!Squip AU by @sinisterspooks ! Guys check it out at @softsquip it is a really really good! Enjoy :)

Also, have this posted on AO3 

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You shoot that gun at me – I will pull that bullet out of my ruined four hundred dollar leather jacket…and I will shove it up your ass with my pinky finger. And which one of us do you think that will hurt more?

  • Leo: How much could I possibly owe you? Fifty, sixty bucks?
  • Piper: Two thousand, four hundred and thirty seven dollars.
  • Leo: Dollars?! Wait, of course dollars. Why was that the part I was surprised by?
SugarDaddy!Cal Pt. 4

nA/N: Hey, lovebugs! I just wanna thank you all for the feedback and hope you enjoy part four. Remember, 100 notes for the next chapter and make sure you drop feedback in my inbox. This ones a bit longer since some requested for it to be, so i hope you guys like it.

**Warning**: Smut(a blowjob to be specific)

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Sixteen/ Seventeen/ Eighteen/ Nineteen/Twenty{END}

“No, you didn’t!”  Connor yelled as you told him about the details of your day. Felix on the other hand was laughing so hard he turned red and was curled up on the floor.

“What’s so funny?” You laughed along with them, taking a sip of Felix’s famous martinis. Living next door to a bartender that also happened to be your close friend pays off.

“You made him cum his pants on the third date, how lovely.” Felix laughed.“ I’m just surprised you’re even going through with this whole ordeal.”

“I am too. I don’t know what happened today, I felt so…” you trailed as you tried to find the right words to describe what you felt in that moment.

“Dominant and sexy?” Connor smirked as he took a sip of his own drink.


“Trust me, I know. I’ve loved the feeling from the first time and still do four years later.”

This caused you to widen your eyes in shock as Felix’s face flushed red. You shifted your eyes from him to Connor who still held a smug look on his face and back to Felix once again.

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  • “Does your masochism extend to an enjoyment of being put in your place like the little bitch you are?”
  • “I’m going to furiously shit lava onto your phone if you text me another three hundred Japanese emoji.”
  • “What the fuck is swiping left and swiping right? I don’t fucking swipe anything, fuck that subtle shit. If I see it I take it and I don’t give a FUCK who’s looking, it’s mine.“
  • “I was using my Grandma’s computer and the last three searches on google were for the price of rat poison, some quotes on cheep funerals, and what the best dating sites are. Should I be worried about Grandpa?”
  • “Once I get paid that Hello Kitty Assault Rifle is MINE.”
  • “Godzilla must have a dick the size of a Winnebago, but we never get to see it? COME-ON TOHO COMPANY, GIVE US THE BUS SIZED LIZARD DICK”
  • “I am a gift from god himself, a treasure amongst you heathens, and I deserve to be fed as such.”
  • “Some people just, eat onions? Like they’re apples? Like they take a fucking bite out of an onion like it’s nothing? How do you fuck up as a person like that?”
  • “How do you super glue a four generation family tree back to its stump? Asking for a friend. His name is Redwood.”
  • “Nobody invited me out, which is too bad for them because my presence is a grace upon your otherwise lifeless existences.”
  • “You commit so much property damage when you’re drunk we should just call you Hurricane Fuckface.”
  • “You ever see a cake so beautiful you wanna fuck it? That’s how I felt when I ate my first phallic cake.”
  • “Having the flu isn’t an excuse to lay around all day sniffling. You know what would make you feel better? Infecting complete strangers, that’s what. Let’s go bowling!!”
  • “I!! Am not!! A person!! NO!!!”
  • “My friend tried to pull the ‘dick in the box’ joke on me, and then I kicked it. Now he’s in the hospital.”
  • “I tried to fuck an apple pie like in that one movie. It was pretty nice, until the next day when I found out I had a yeast infection.”
  • “Good morning. The cat took a shit in your shoes. Both of them. What do you want for breakfast?”
  • “Eat my food again and I’ll fling you into the sun by your ankles.”
  • “You know someone who’s like, sort of ugly, sort of okay looking, but then their personality just pushes it over the edge and they’re just ugly? That’s you.”
  • “Here lies your reputation, in the trash next to the empty bear bottles and a dead raccoon.”
  • “Yeah asshole, reading my diary was EXACTLY the key to mending our relationship.”
  • “Ever since I let you borrow my laptop, Google won’t stop giving me ads for ammonia in bulk and empty storage lots nearby. What exactly were you doing last weekend?”
Getaway C.H

Originally posted by hidden-in-a-dreams-gifs

Anon : Hey loveeee, I was going to ask if you do au’s? cause I was wondering if you could do an gang!calum imagine where you’re a getaway driver and you’re the best that there is like the new movie baby driver and he gets interested in you?
I’ve actually never seen the movie so it might not be anything like that but I do really like the idea so here it is!

 Word Count: 3.5k +

Warnings: Drugs, detailed murder, abuse, gangs, violence, profanity



A/N: Parts will be updated every Friday so be ready! If this part gets to 100 notes before Friday I’ll post it earlier. I hope you guys like this, I worked really hard on it, and thanks so much for this request! Sorry, it was late, but as you can tell, it’s kind of long!

“Hurry up and get the money from him Mike!” Calum barked orders left and right to his gang. They quickly collected everything they needed, killed the guy they got it from, and looked around for their getaway driver.

“Where the fuck is she?” Calum muttered as they stood outside the man’s house they collected money from. Calum’s gang was mainly for drugs. They sold drugs and collected money. They even loaned people money sometimes, but they always had to get it back someway or another.

That’s what they were doing on this mission. Ashton called Y/n, their get away driver up and asked where she was. “I stopped by some Donut shop, got hungry.” She had said with her mouth full, “I’m about a block away, and I hear the sirens going off so it’ll be fun this time.”

Calum could practically hear the smirk in her tone, he knew, along with everyone else, Y/n loved her job best, when there was a good ole car chase. She drove up, and stopped with a screech. “Hop in losers!” She yelled ash Mike stuck up the middle finger towards her.

Her laugh echoed around the car as she shifted the gear and revved the engine. “You guys ready for some fun?” She asked as the cops appeared in front of the car. She backed us up, a violently spun us around. She howled and cheered as she sped quickly.

Calum was sat in the seat next to her, and all he could do was admire her. “Hey, Y/n, you know you look really hot today?" Calum smirked. She quickly peered over to him and scoffed, she looked in her rear mirror and saw the cops losing them.

She kept twisting and turning around many different blocks and roads until the police were not in her sights anymore. "That was really fun guys, now let’s get back to the house.”

They all shared a house together, it was like a little thing for the gang and everyone in it. Many of them shared rooms, but, since Y/n was the only girl, she had her own room, to much of Calum’s complaints.

When they pulled up to the house, they loaded the bags of money out onto the table and split it all up. He had owed them 15 grand, so that was three for all of them, the boys, and Y/n.

“Thanks boys, I’m thinking of getting some new sneakers, and maybe a newer motor on that getaway baby.” She smiled and smacked the stack of money she held. Calum chuckled and followed after her when she went into the living area.

There were multiple people sitting in there, just watching a football match that was going on. When she sat down on the couch, he placed his butt down right next to her. He placed his arm around her shoulder as she rolled her eyes.

“Cal, what are you doing?” She asked him in a bored tone. Calum just chuckled, “Nothing at all, just sitting next to a pretty girl in our house.” He smiled at her and she gave him a lopsided smile back.

“That’s really sweet Cal, but I know your reputation with girls.” She said as she patted him on the check and turned her attention to the t.v. playing in the background.

Calum sighed, “If I wanted a quick fuck, I think I would have done it already.” He said as he shook his head. Y/n laughed, “Even if you wanted to, I wouldn’t have let you.” She smiled at him.

“What if I wanted something real?” Calum asked carefully as his palms started sweating. She turned to look at him with shock written all over her face. “Wait, what? You would really want to go out with me?” She asked as she turned her body to face him.

“Well, yeah. You’re really cool, and pretty.” He said awkwardly as he rubbed the back of his neck. Y/n sighed and shook her head, “You know we’re in a gang right? I’m just a getaway driver, most rivalry gangs don’t know about me. but if I started dating you the leader of this gang, I would be in some serious shit.”

She had a good point, Calum hadn’t even thought of that. The rival gangs would most definitely kill her off to get to him, that’s why no gang member has any relationships with anyone.

“Come in your room with me, we’ll talk there.” Calum said and pulled her up as they both walked to her room in silence. When Calum shut the door, he plopped down on the bed and Y/n came with him.

“What if we dated secretly? Like, we never told anyone, didn’t have any PDA, but we still did couple things around the house and in your room, or something.” Calum suggested as Y/n sat thinking.

“Listen Cal, I like you. Ok? But I don’t think that would work, I like being able to show off what I own, it’s what I do.” She joked as she shoved his shoulder with his. He chuckled and smiled. He wrapped his arm around her shoulder in a side hug.

“Y/n I really like you, and I would never let anyone hurt you. No one will come between us, and no one will ever harm you. They know if they do, I’ll kill them with my bare hands.” He threatened.

She giggled and wrapped her arms around his waist. His stomach started getting butterflies and he smiled like a dope. “Ok Cal, I’ll give this secret dating a try.” She said quietly and he started cheering.

“Thank you Y/n, you won’t regret this, I promise.” Calum squeezed her into a hug and she sighed with a smile. “I better not Hood.”

Y/n P.O.V

The next day it was like we never got together, I didn’t get any closer to calum then I normally was and it worked. I was still around him everywhere, but we were together.

We would steal kisses from time to time, and hand holding while under the dinner table eating breakfast or dinner. And he would always be in my room with me at night. We slept next to each other in my bed and cuddled every night.

I would wake up to his handsome face everyday and wake him up anyway I pleased. Sometimes it was by tickling him, sometimes it was by poking him, but this morning, I did something a little bit different.

I woke up and looked to see Calum sleeping still, to wake him up, I sat on his abdomen and started planting butterfly kisses all over his face, on his jaw, down his throat, and on his neck too. He moaned and smirked when he woke up.

“Hey baby, good morning.” He said in his raspy morning voice that I loved so dearly. “Hey handsome, time to get up, don’t want anyone seeing you in here.” I said as he groaned. “I hate having to sneak around, but it’s for the best right?” He asked in confirmation as I nodded.

“I don’t want to die now.” I teased as he nodded with a smile. He grabbed my waist and slammed both of us onto the bed again. He started peppering kisses all over my face as I squealed and giggled. “Cal, stop it.” I said with a giggle.

He stopped and smiled at me. He leaned in and captured my lips with his. I kissed back and ran my fingers through his curly hair. I tugged lightly and he breathed out a deep breath. He pulled back and rested his forehead on mine.

He gave me one last peck and smiled at me. “I’ll see you in the outside world my love.” I giggled and he smiled largely. He kissed my nose and got up. “We have another deal today, so be ready ok? And be careful.” Calum warned her as she nodded.

“Don’t get hurt, be careful Cal, I don’t want to have to see you come back with bruises or cuts, or not even at all. Just be careful, I’ll be there to pick you up, just let me know when you’re done.” I said seriously as he nodded and gave me one last as he walked out. I waited about ten minutes until I walked out too.

Calum’s P.O.V

Gregory Gene. The man that owed us four-hundred thousand dollars. We had a top notch gang, one of the largest out there. We earned, and stole lots of money. Our gang loaned people money and expected it back within a certain time limit. His limit was up, we were going to collect it today. The boys and I walked into Gregory’s house and burst through the door.

He and his family were sitting at dinner when we bust in. “Hello Gregory,” Luke sneered with a fake smile. His face paled which caused the boys and I to chuckle.

“Honey, who are these gentlemen?” HIs wife asked as she eyed us suspiciously. I glared at her and she shrunk down into her seat. “Calum, give me more time, I just-”

“We did give you more time, we gave you two extra months, but you owe us, and you owe us Now.” I growled to him. His daughter, around 14 years old looked at us. “What does he owe you?” She asked, her dad tried to shut her up but she wouldn’t listen.

The boys chuckled and Michael tried explaining it to her, “We gave him money, and drugs, now he needs to pay us back.” The girl glared at us.

“My dad does not do drugs, and he owes you nothing!” She said as she tried to look menacing. I chuckled and pulled my gun out. The family gasped and I noticed his wife trying to call someone.

“Put the phone down, or else I’ll shoot.” I said calmly as she put the phone on the table. I smirked and shot her in the head anyway. Blood poured out of her forehead and she face planted on the table.

The daughter and son both screamed and started crying. Ashton walked up to Gregory and pulled him up by his collar. “Where’s the money?” He asked in a low tone. Gregory gulped and started shaking. “I don’t have it yet, just give me time.” He tried pleading.

Luke chuckled and pulled his gun out as well. He walked to the mother and through the phone at the wall, smashing it. “How about, for every time we ask about the money, and you don’t give it to us, we shoot one of your children?” Luke asked as he spun his gun around in his hand.

Michael smirked and stood next to the son as Luke stood near the daughter. Ashton pulled Gregory out of his seat while I grabbed another chair and sat it near where I stood. Ashton sat him in it, and I grabbed some robe we brought and tied him to the chair. He tried struggling, but I smacked him with the butt of my gun.

“Stay still and watch your children suffer.” I growled at him. He nodded with tears in his eyes. I laughed, “Pathetic, crying, all because you refuse to give us the money. Now where is it?” I asked as I circled him.

He twitched in his seat, “I told you! I don’t have it yet! Just give me a couple of days!” He pleaded. I looked over to Michael, who still stood near the son, who looked to be about 16, and nodded. The boy shook his head and looked to his dad with tears. Michael nodded and smirked and Gregory, and then the son, “Blame your father kids.” He said before he shot the son in his right leg.

The son cried out, and so did his daughter, “Marcus!” She yelled with tears streaming down her face. “Dad just give them the money!” She yelled at him.

I looked at Gregory and mocked his daughter, “Yeah Greg, just give us the money.” I forcefully said as I hit him with my gun again. “I don’t have it, why don’t you believe me?” He cried out as he looked at his bleeding son. “Because you’re a lying bastard, I’ll never believe you. Your son is going to die soon anyway, might as well keep the fun going.” I smirked.

“Mike, put another hole, but in the other leg,” I said as he smirked and nodded, “Should have never believed your dad kid, he ain’t a good man.” Michael said before he shot ‘Marcus’ in the other leg. “Oh yeah?” Marcus asked, “Like you guys are any better than him.” He spit.

Michael growled and slammed the butt of his gun down onto Marcus’ head, hard. The daughter screamed as his skull was split open and started bleeding. Michael looked at Greg, “Give us the money, and he might live.” Michael threatened as Greg shook in his chair, trying to get out.

“I don’t have it! I don’t have your money! Just leave him alone!” Greg screamed at Michael. Good thing he lived in a secluded area. I shook my head and tsk-ed him. “Mike, you want to put that kid out of his misery now?” I asked Mike and he nodded.

He took his gun, lifted it to the kid’s temple, and shot. His eyes dulled, and closed, the his head fell back in his chair. I looked over to the daughter. “Next time he doesn’t give us the money just kill her, I’m done playing this game.” I said with a brush of my hand. Luke nodded, but I could tell he wanted some fun too.

“Now, where’s the money? Or your daughter dies.” I said with a menacing smile. He started crying, “I told you I don’t have it!” I sighed and turned around to Luke. I nodded my head and h shot her right in the heart. Gregory cried out and screamed.

I shot his leg to shut him up. “Shut up, the only thing we have left to do is look around and then kill you since you wont cooperate with us.” I said as I had Luke watch him, “If he does anything, don’t hesitate to shoot him and put him back in his place, we’ll go get the money.” I said as me, Ash, and Mike grabbed the bags we brought.

We went into his room and searched for any code, or secret door there. “Hey guys, check this out.” Ashton said and we turned out attention to him. He found a lever in the wall behind a picture frame. I smirked and nodded at him to pull it.

He pulled it, and that whole side of the wall shifted and opened up to a vault filled with money. “Lying son of a bitch.” I heard Michael mutter and I silently nodded my head. “Get the duffle bags and just collect all of it, I’ll get the rest from the room with Luke and we’ll take all of it. it’s not like he’ll be needing it in his death.” I chuckled as they nodded and started filling the large duffle bags.

I walked out and saw Greg all shot in his legs and Luke staring at him with an un-amused expression. “What happened?” I asked as I grabbed the remainder of the bags. “He tried escaping while I went to pee.” Luke said nonchalantly as I chuckled. 

“Just kill him and help us get the money.” I said as he nodded and shot him in the head. Luke walked back with me and all four of us started filling bags up. When we were almost done, I called Y/n.

I walked out and into a different room so I could talk to her. “Y/n, we’re done, and we got all the cash. We might be a tad bit bloody so, sorry about the car.” I smiled sheepishly through the phone and she groaned, “You’re so lucky I like you Hood, or I would have never let you in the car.” She said, trying to sound serious, but I could tell she was smiling.

“Ok, well, just come soon, ok? I’ll see you then, bye baby.” I said as I looked around to make sure the boys, hadn’t heard anything. Lucky they were still working on getting the last of the money.

“Bye handsome, I’ll see you then.” She said and hung up the phone. I sighed and walked back out to the boys, “You were talking to Y/n right?”

 Oh shit. “Um, yeah, why?” I asked, putting on my poker face. “We heard you say 'baby’ and were just wondering.” Michael smirked and walked out with the bags. We all followed after him with the rest of the money and I cursed under my breath.

Y/n told me she was there, and we went out to load the trunk. When we all filed in I sat in my usual seat and looked over at Y/n, and Luke started talking. “So are you guys a thing or something?” He asked as he smirked and looked between Y/n and I. She choked on her spit and whipped her head to look at me. “Why would they think that Calum?” She said my name in a dark tone that sent shivers down my back.

She looked back to the road, and waited for my response, but Ashton jumped in before I could say anything. “We heard him call you 'baby’ through the phone and we got suspicious. Plus, Mike says that Calum is almost never in the room they share at night, which could mean he sleep in your bed with you.” He said with a smirk.

I sighed and shook my head. I looked over at Y/n trying to read her expression, but she had gone poker faced. “Well, Calum, guess it’s out.” She shrugged with a sigh. The boys’ eyes bulged out of their heads, and Mike’s mouth dropped.

“You and Calum are actually together?” He asked shocked as Y/n nodded. “Yeah, only for a few days though, and we didn’t want anyone to know so there isn’t such a huge target on my back. I didn’t want any rival gangs like, using me to get to Calum or something stupid like that.” She sighed, and I grabbed her hand in mine and squeezed it.

She squeezed it back and shot me a small smile. Luke cooed and I flipped him off with my other hand. The boys just laughed. “We wont say anything to anyone, Y/n’s a great friend to us all, and we wouldn’t want her getting killed off either.” Ashton said as he ruffled her hair. He was practically like her older brother in the gang.

She lost her family and came to us, much like most of everyone in our gang, and Ashton got attached to her quickly. They have a brother-sister relationship better than any actual siblings I know of. “Just don’t hurt her Calum, we may be brothers, but she’s my little sister.” Ashton threatened as I nodded with a small smile as I looked at her.

“I won’t Ash, I swear.” I said as Y/n pulled into the gang’s house. We got out, and me and Y/n stayed close, but not too close. We walked in and held up the bags. Everyone cheered and we had Tommy, our best calculator, look at the money in private, and try to determine how much he thought was in it.

“Well, it seems to be all hundred dollar bills, in seven different bags, all in same size, and there’s an estimated 200 stacks in each bag, and each stack looks to hold 50,000 dollars, so that would be about,” He trailed off and stood looking at us wide eyed.

“We have to keep this hidden, if any other gang knows we have 70 million dollars all from one steal, they’ll all come at us and try to kill us. We can’t tell anyone.” He said as the five of us stared at each other.

“Well shit,” Michael said, “I didn’t think we took that much.” He chuckled. Y/n slapped his arm with a small giggle, “Shush Mike, this is supposed to be serious.” He faked hurt, and rubbed his arm with a small smile. I knew it was just Mike, but I couldn’t help the small amount of jealousy that ran through my body.

“Well, we just have to tell the guys it was only about 500,000 dollars and pray the believe us.” I sighed as Tommy nodded and ran his fingers through his hair. “Ok, I’ll let you guys tell them, since I don’t want to get questioned or anything.” I sighed and walked out to go into his own bedroom.

We were in Mike and I’s room, so we just left our things in here, since we knew no one would ever dare to come into our room. We were the leaders of this gang and they respected us.

Unknown’s P.O.V

“Boss, Calum’s gang just received a huge load of cash in their last steal. Over 70 million dollars worth of money in their house.” I said to my boss, “And get this, my inside guy said Calum got a new girlfriend. He overheard Michael, Ashton, Luke, and Calum talking about it. Her name is Y/n Y/l/n, and she is very  easy on the eyes.” I smirked, as did the boss.

“Alright then,” Boss smirked, “Let’s pay these guys a little visit, and maybe get to know this girl of his.”

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Women of Marvel: Jessica Jones / Jewel

You shoot that gun at me, I will pull that bullet out of my ruined four hundred dollar leather jacket… and I will shove it up your ass with my pinky finger. And which one of us do you think that will hurt more?