Ⓨou Ⓑetter Ⓟray (Pebble)

[ᴄʀʏsᴛᴀʟғʀᴏsᴛ]

Deon shrugged. "I didn't expect it to."

[Pebblestripe]

Bethany stopped in front of a cute little house, with deer lawn ornaments and a little water fountain for birds "This is my stop." she said not even out of breath from jogging all the way there.

[ᴄʀʏsᴛᴀʟғʀᴏsᴛ]

Deon raised his eyebrows as he came to a stop. "You live here?" he asked.

[Pebblestripe]

Well, a good friend lived there, but she knew where the key was and he didn't need to know it wasn't her house "Quaint isn't it." she smiled and walked up to the porch, tip toeing and grabbing a key off the top of the door jam.

[ᴄʀʏsᴛᴀʟғʀᴏsᴛ]

Maybe she wasn't in a gang. Deon had never known anyone in a gang to live in a place like this. "Well, I guess I'll be moving on, then."

[Pebblestripe]

"Hope you find what you're looking for." she said over her shoulder with one last friendly smile. She unlocked the door and pushed it open knowing no one was home at this time, "See you around."

[ᴄʀʏsᴛᴀʟғʀᴏsᴛ]

Deon smiled faintly and gave her a little wave, and then moved off down the street. Time to return to his mission. It was time to kill his brother.

[Pebblestripe]

Bethany closed the door behind her. Wait a minute or two then walked to the living room and sat down, she let out a long sigh before sitting back and propping her feet up on the table. She took her phone out and dialed in a number, placing it against her ear. "Pick up Marko.."

[ᴄʀʏsᴛᴀʟғʀᴏsᴛ]

"911 Booty call," the voice on the other side of the line answered. "How can Marko help you?"

[Pebblestripe]

"Christ Marko." she growled at first, she took a second to roll her eyes then said "Someone's looking for you." her voice casual and uncaring. It was his business not hers. "He's a big guy, muscular. He was wearing a hoodie and sweats. I didn't catch his name though. If anything you two had some similarities now that I think of it."

[ᴄʀʏsᴛᴀʟғʀᴏsᴛ]

Marko didn't need more than that. There was only one person like that who could be looking for him. "Deon," he growled, pure hatred in his voice.

[Pebblestripe]

"You know the guy?" she asked now interested "He just left my friend Steff's house, the one you hooked up with a few weeks ago." she said the last part dully.

[ᴄʀʏsᴛᴀʟғʀᴏsᴛ]

Marko laughed. "I remember Steff," he said. "You said he just left? Maybe I can catch him by surprise."

[Pebblestripe]

"Of course you do." she muttered "Yeah maybe, I'm coming too. All I've done today is drink coffee and exercise I need something interesting. Meet me at Steff's I'm going to get ready." and with that she hung up and wandered out of the living room to her friend's bedroom.

[ᴄʀʏsᴛᴀʟғʀᴏsᴛ]

Marko grinned wickedly as he grabbed his hoodie and pulled it on over his bare chest. He didnt bother zipping it. Then he left his house and jogged toward Steff's house.

[Pebblestripe]

Bethany picked out a pair of jeans and a crop top, not the most suitable clothing for going out to chase down a big scary guy and possibly have to fight him. She went to the bathroom and decided to take a quick shower first although she hardly broke a sweat.

[ᴄʀʏsᴛᴀʟғʀᴏsᴛ]

Marko arrived at the house ten minutes later and let himself in without knocking. He wasn't the type of person that followed common courtesy.

[Pebblestripe]

Unfortunately for Bethany she didn't hear him come in and was still in the shower, washing conditioner out of her car and humming to herself.

[ᴄʀʏsᴛᴀʟғʀᴏsᴛ]

Marko looked around, and cocked his head when he heard the water running upstairs. She'd decided to take a freaking shower? What the hell!? He needed to go after Deon NOW.

[Pebblestripe]

Bethany got out and dried her hair quickly, throwing on the clothes she had picked out and walking downstairs, "Oh hey. Lets go." she said smiling slightly ignoring his irritation.