Before Matt had a chance to answer, Gracie’s door opened and she glanced to see Kylie and smirked. Secretly she was glad that Kylie had interrupted, because she was high, but not high enough at that was why for that single moment she’d made the mistake of letting her old self slip because she’d been alone to long with Matt and she was scared if she stayed alone with him any longer she’d give in.
"Hey Gracie, babe, I'm coming off a high really fast, you got something for me?" Kylie smirked pulling Gracie back. "Or am I interrupting something?" Gracie rolled her eyes, before turning her attention back to Matt as he spoke.
"No, Kylie, you didn't interrupt anything, Gracie was just suggesting we throw a party, and I was just about to tell her she's crazy. You stole my last one. I left my other pack downstairs. I'll be back, you girls try to stay out of trouble for five minutes." he teased before disappearing.
Gracie didn’t go to Kylie right away instead she went to her dresser and pulled open one of the drawers filled with an array of drugs. Kylie and her alone were bad, together however there was no controlling the two of them. They feed off of fucking with people and causing trouble they were the perfect team and Tyler and Matt had yet to have to deal with them together, in fact Gracie hadn’t seen Kylie in some time however when they got together no matter how much time had passed it was like they were never apart and she loved that about their relationship. Matt and Ty would get a rude awaking when they realized just how bad Grace and Ky were together.
Gracie glanced back up to Kylie a dark smirk on her lips. “Pick your poison, love.” She smirked gesturing for Kylie to come pick something from the drawer. Gracie didn’t wait for Kylie she grabbed a clean needle from the drawer and filled it before shooting up with something much stronger that would turn her right back into the could bitch everyone had come to know her as.
Tyler hadn’t talk to Matt in a year. Matt had already been long gone by the time Tyler had lost his mind, however Tyler didn’t blame him. He was glad Matt had left when he did. Marshall had called because Tyler had known for quite some time about Louie, Chase, and Peter leaving. So he’d been planning to kidnap Kylie and Gracie. The only reason for Gracie because he figured Kylie would cooperate better with Gracie around. However, he need to talk to Matt, because he either need Matt to say he was in or he need matt to tell him he was fucking crazy and talk him out of it.
As soon as he slipped inside he caught Matt coming down the stairs alone. He sighed running a hand through his hair trying to decide how the hell he’d even bring up the topic of taking the girls. For all he knew Matt was over Gracie and he didn’t give a shit.
“Gracie got you painting her nails and bring her Martinis poolside yet?” he smirked “I mean the only way a guy looks as stressed out as you do is when there dealing with a crazy bitch like her.” He gestured up stairs figuring that’s where he was coming from. “It’s been a while.” He smirked wickedly, th kind of smirk that he knew Matt would know well.
Him and Matt had always had their own type of language, they’d had to when they went on jobs. It was part of the reason they were so good at what they did. Tyler could shoot Matt a simple look and you would think that Tyler had given him a whole game plan.