{ pulling up with a small team of three, they were armed and ready. bradley had been itching for payback since he learned about the attack on the restaurant; he lost a couple good friends thanks to pearce and his crew. being more of a shoot-first guy made it difficult sometimes to follow a leader who played the smarter card, striking only when it would deliver the most impact. over the three weeks, strings were pulled and here they were in an abandoned warehouse waiting for the enemies arrival. lured by a false business proposition. they were placed strategically in and outside of the warehouse, two guys in the main room playing the part until the merch was in place. the two guys posing as dealers drew fire and killed the first two of peace’s crew. after the shots were heard, it was a free for all. one by one, bodies dropped, bullets and fists flew. }
bradley moved from corner to corner, dropping anyone who wasn’t wearing a black hoodie. gun in hand, he turned the corner and almost pulled his trigger only to find his hands and full body froze. “fuck. what the fuck are you doing here--” his eyes bore into his lovers, shock and desperation all over his face. it didn’t take long for him to realise there was no other reason she would be here, and suddenly he felt angry. betrayed. gun still pointing at her head, bradley knew he needed to shoot. in the background he could hear his guys shouting clear, gathering themselves to leave and calling out to him. “just- fuck,” he whispered, before calling out. “i’m good, do what you need to do and go to the van.” he waited until the steps moved away before finally lowering the gun. “say nothing. - meet me at the hotel tonight.” they had planned to do so anyway, but now it was more of a demand. he took one last look at her before exiting the room and jogging out to the car, praying he wasn’t about to regret letting her go. @amoretsundere
