Sight

"This is the parking garage to the United Center?" Addy questioned towards Kalani.

A nod.

'We have to do this strategically." Jordie was stable, directing everyone around.

"I say we go in groups. Marchy, Addy, Kalani, Carlo, Bergy. Group one. Jamie and I. Group two."

What are the Benns doing?

Addy agreed with how Jordie divided themselves, but her mind quickly couldn't fathom his strategy. "You're brothers, and there's only two of you. That's so stacked, we should rearrange-"

Jamie chimed in. "Brothers who are there for each other."

"It's a suicide mission going up against them." Marchy said coldly.

"But we're going up against them for you. For her. For Alexa. For him." Jamie unrolled his sleeve to reveal a black painted 19 on his arm.

Jordie also had a matching one.

His number. C'mon Addy, don't cry now.


"That paint, where did you find that? That means you're Grounders..." Kalani cautioned.

"That's the point. Fake them out. Deception." Jordie took a bowl of grounder paint out of his pocket, and smirked.

Kalani gasped. "Sienna's gonna kill you..." Her mouth turned into a sudden look of interest.

Soon enough the paint went around. Jordie and Jamie applied more to their faces, sticking two fingers down each cheek and dragging them in the black substance. Marchy went ham, with two large triangle shapes.

Kalani, who was a natural at this process, made a shield, almost like the NHL, but with some feathers in the middle, without a mirror, like she was raised to do. Facing the rust colored wall, Patrice looked at Kalani do her paint, as he smiled, but quickly focused.

"I need some help with that." His voice was low.

Kalani passed him the bowl of paint as they smiled warmly at each other. Kalani took two of Patrice's fingers on one hand, and two on the other, and held his hands as she guided him where to go.
Kalani's petite hands fit into Bergy's bigger ones, as she led him all the way down to the hairs of his perfect beard.

Kalani's dreamy brown eyes got lost into his matching ones, as she passed the bowl onto Addy.

One of the last people to put hers on as everyone else was too busy fixing theirs; Addy plainly took one finger and smudged a thin black line across both cheeks.

Addy handed the bowl down to Brandon, Brandon took it but set it down beside him.

"I don't believe in that stuff. I'm just being honest. Live by faith, not by sight."

Addy got up and gave the bowl back to Jordie, Carlo's words replaying over and over again in her head.

"I think everyone here was given one of Carlo's gears, please take one. They are also walkie talkies. I will give orders through them." Jordie said wisely.

"You shouldn't really be questioned, but be prepared to get a lot of jokes because you're a grounder and in Blackhawks territory. The more excuses, the better. You have to play the role if you want to succeed." Jordie opened the door.

"Group one, whenever you're ready. Addy put her hand by her side, as Carlo then held it. Carlo reassuringly smiled down on Addy. Addy's knife she got from Willy was still in her pocket, her and those 2 black lines were all she was going off of.

Patrice was ready to storm out, but Kalani spoke up.

"Hey." Kalani pressed her lips ever so slightly against his, but didn't kiss him. Patrice's head tilted down, and they held the position for a few seconds.


Kalani shut her eyes and mumbled against his lips, "Be safe out there, my captain"

As Kalani's words rolled off her tongue, she slipped a handgun into Bergy's back pocket.

When Brad witnessed everyone around him with someone they were in love with, this fueled him more to rush out.

Everyone eventually followed his lead, all except for Jordie and Jamie. When the last person was out, Jamie shut the door and Addy looked back at him and gulped before looking forwards.

During a hockey game, indoor parking garages were a blessing in disguise.
But you never know how larger than life something will be until you actually experience it.

Carlo's gear was in his pocket, as his spoke with instructions from Jordie.

"This is Big J speaking, Group 1 is a go."

Notes

making plans, breaking hearts, sneaking up a parking garage,

Do u ever look at someone and wonder what is going on inside their head