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!TW! Mention of knife use!TW!
I got myself into this predicament, they warned me.
~Flashback~
"Stop fishing for her fucking approval she'll never approve of you. Drain, you're going to get yourself killed" Kam told me. I looked down with a pout, he's right as usual. I can't stop I want her love even though I know she's not capable of loving someone like me, to her I'm ugly and unworthy of anything but her use.
"I know but I can't help but want her approval, she's the only mother figure I've known."
"She'll never respect nor love you if you don't stop fishing for her attention you're like a leech that she can squish when she pleases, you're only around because you're talented not because she cares about you, you can die in mission and she'd care less"
~End of Flashback~
I should have waited for her instruction. I thought she'd be proud but I fear I won't live another day, which I'm fine with because if she ever finds me she'll kill me. Now I'm in the back of a colorado camper van with the license plate number 333 XDB with about 30 men staring at me
I've already figured out they work for rob and his gang aka the "chill bills" its a bum ass name for a gang and that is apart of the reason he isn't taken seriously, he also lets his clients get over him too much causing him to go in debt with other gangs that he "borrows" money and drugs from.
////////// this is before any of them were famous\\\\\\\\\\\
I felt the van come to a slow stop and my body jerked I tried to look already but tape was quickly put over my eyes causing me to inwardly roll my eyes "Now why would they put tape on my damn eyes now what's gone happen when they take it off gone rip my damn eyelashes off" I mumbled resulting in a punch in my side which hurt like a bitch and probably broke a rib or two but its whatever!
We walk in broad ass daylight in the rundown part of Chicago and I was taken into this old rundown-ish store near Navi pier. As we get in they tie my arms and ankles to the arms and legs of a chair with barbed wire, guess they heard about me. I specialized in hand to hand combat, guns, and knives damn near everything to be completely honest with you.
"Where might I acquire these skills?" you may ask well I'm not exactly sure I've just always seemed to have them more like a natural talent.
Mother just helped me enhance my talents and use them for her will.
I'm fucked.
///449 words, pretty short let me know what yall's ideal chapter word count\\\
