After a minute of sitting there, smoking her cigarette, a knock came at her door and she glanced up to see Eli walk through. He came over and sat next to her on the bed, lighting his own cigarette. Jade sighed, bringing hers to her lips and taking a slow drag. She knew she should head downstairs and say goodbye to her brothers, they could get themselves killed, but she didn't want to. If she said goodbye, it'd feel too final. She couldn't deal with the fact that they might not ever see each other again.
“If you wanna tell Eric bye…I could drop you off for an hour or whatever.” Eli said, making Jae raise an eyebrow, knowing he hated Eric. “Either way, you name a place and that’s where were going.” He smirked and she grinned. As horrible as it was to have to leave her family at a time like this, it was exciting to think about getting to go somewhere with Eli where they could really be alone. Where no one could find them and they didn't have to worry about getting caught. “I was kind of thinking Hawaii would be nice this time of year. Or maybe an apartment overlooking Time Square. Wherever you wanna go baby.” He said and she sighed, running her fingers through her hair, thinking about it a second.
"You don't have to drop me off at Eric's." She finally shrugged with a sigh, because she really wasn't good with goodbyes. She'd rather avoid them. "I'll just call him later." She smirked and brought her cigarette to her lips, taking another drag before blowing out a breath of smoke and flicking it away.
Jade stood in front of him and grabbed her backpack, swinging it onto her shoulder with a smirk. As worried as she was about her family, it'd be nice to have some time for just the two of them without Eric or Veronica. Maybe they'd be able to stop fighting so much, and they could actually go out in public together because no one would know who they were. "Hawaii sounds nice." She smirked with a shrug, ready to get going.
Harley turned to face him, smirk on her lips and he raised an eyebrow at her, watching her. “Don’t be stupid Benji.” She breathed, and Ben rolled his eyes because he knew it was stupid, he just didn't see any other way. He couldn't kill her. Nothing in the world would be able to make him. “I know you love me and that’s why you gotta be the one to kill me. You tell your daddy no, he’s just going to make Bobby do it and make you watch. You do it, my death will be quick.” She said and he winced, knowing she was right.
“You died once…” She trailed off and he raised an eyebrow at her, realizing she had something up her sleeve. “How bad could it be?” She smirked and he just sighed. It had been a lot of work, staging his death and he'd had to have his father's help. He wasn't entirely sure he could do it again for her, on his own. She crossed the room towards him, grabbing his shirt and kissing him and he smirked against her lips and kissed back, loving the taste of her kiss.
“Convince your dad you want a few days to get information out of me.” She said, pulling away. “Rough me up a little, I always liked it kind of rough anyways. Then kill me…you bury the body. You keep your girl, I don’t die, and you make daddy proud." She said and he watched her head for the door. “Where are your manors Ben, take me back to your dad.” She smirked, tone mocking and he smirked and rolled his eyes.
He grabbed her arm and lead her back down the stairs to the living room where his father was waiting and he smirked as he stood. "Welcome back son, you ready to go to a party?" He said and Ben rolled his eyes.
"Yeah, Kellie told me all about what you want me to do." He shrugged, gesturing towards Harley, making it clear he knew he wanted him to kill him and he watched his father rolled his eyes, clearly irritated that Kellie had spilled it to him. "I'll kill her." He shrugged, smirking wickedly, lighting a cigarette. "Just not yet." He said, taking a drag.
His father raised an eyebrow and he just smirked. "I think it's a pretty big waste if you kill her so quickly. She's a Delgado." He smirked. "She's good for information, why don't we see just how much before we execute her?" He suggested and his father sat on the couch, looking like he was thinking it over while Ben waited, grip on Harley firm. "Besides, right now, the Saints wouldn't dare make a move against us knowing we have her alive. The minute we kill her, they'll attack out of revenge." He said and his father nodded slowly, seeming to understand.
"Alright." He finally said, standing and walking over to him. "But if she somehow manages to get away, I'll kill you myself." He spat and Ben had no doubts his father fully intended on making good on that promise. "She's your responsibility. If something happens, you're the one who deals with the consequences." He shrugged and Ben just smirked.
"Where's your faith in me dad?" He laughed bitterly, shoving Harley back towards the stairs, glad he'd gotten him to agree. Now he just had to think of a way to fake her death and make it look real so his father wouldn't murder him. Hell, his father had been the one to plan his fake death. If anything wasn't done perfectly, he'd be able to tell.