The Good Boy Next Door And Me

Chapter 9

'BANG!' I jumped out of my bed, there it was again. Someone was pounding down my door, I quickly grabbed one of my guns from my nightstand drawer and proceeded with caution to my front door while turning off the safety from my Glock 19. I slowly looked through the peeping hole and saw one of my men. (Gang members) I lowered my gun and opened the door for him to come in, "Finally!" Jake said as he came in and walked straight into the living room.

"Good night to you too, Jake," I said and followed behind him into the living room and sat on the sofa. "Oh sorry, mam!" he said, "Good night!" "Thank you," I said and carried on. "So, what do you want?" I asked, "You need to kill someone to prove you still want to be the gang leader." he said with no emotion, Jake is like my right-hand man, he does everything dirty like the killings and he goes to the trades and stuff. 

"Why now?" I asked, "because you haven't killed anyone since that gang leader." The gang leader is not my dad, it's someone else who I had to kill as a test, when you're a gang leader you have to kill someone to prove that you're fully committed to the cause. I chose to kill a gang leader because well I wanted more members in my gang and well I wanted to feel powerful and also it's been like a few months since I killed so yeah. "Fine, just give me the address and the name," I said calmly. 

He handed me a file, then left, " Goodbye call me when the job's done so I can clean up the mess." he said while walking out. I groaned when he left then got up to lock the door. I went back to bed not bothered by the file. 

I woke up to the sound of my alarm and well you know the usual. I came out sat on the sofa with a cup of coffee and toast to read the file. 

As I opened the file I saw this girl named Malia Tate. She looked a lot like my mom she was 24 years old, she also looked a bit like my dad and that's when I saw it.

"No, freaking way," I said out loud. I have another sister, shit. Should I be angry or sad or happy, damn what the hell do I do? Wait aren't you supposed to kill her? my brain asked me well more like I questioned myself.

"Ugggg," I yelled in rage. How could they keep this from me? I got up and called my mom on my phone. "Hello?" she answered, "Mom?" I asked, "Nya?" she asked, "yes mom it's me, Nya," I answered.

"Where have you been honey?" she asked. "Mom I have something important to tell you and also I need to ask you something," I said calmly. 

"What have you done? Are you pregnant? And what do you have to ask me?" she said concerned.

"Mom, it's that time again, I have to kill someone and there's something strange about the person, for starters it's a female, age 24, but before I continue did you have another daughter before Kaity?" I said calmly but I bet my mom can sense the tension.

"Uh...honey listen I had her when I was young and I didn't, we didn't your father and I, couldn't want to take all that responsibility so I gave her to my aunt and I visited her often, I used to visit her every day and then when I had your sister I had less time on my hands and I tried my best to visit her as much as I could then you came along and I visited her less and less until I only visited like twice or three times a month. Yes, you do have an older sister and her name is Malia Tate," she said in relief.

I felt a sink in my chest, my mother had to go through all of that pain of losing her daughter twice in one lifetime. I felt a tear rolling down my right cheek into my slightly opened mouth, it tasted salty then more started to come out and then I realized what was happening to me. I was breaking. "Mom, I'm so sorry you had to go through that pain," I said while sobbing.

"Don't cry honey, I still have you," she tried to sound cheerful but I can sense the sadness in her voice. "No mom, you had me before I became this, this awful person, who dad created," I said while trying to stop cry.

"Honey, I still have you. You're alive aren't you?" she said in her positive tone which always made me laugh. "Mom!!!" I wined while chuckling. "See you're not a completely awful person, I mean you can still laugh at my positivity," she said and I can hear that warm smile grow on her face.

"Mom, I'm supposed to kill her, what do I do?" I asked, for the first time since my dad I felt weak, I felt like I needed help, I felt like the world was depending on me and I have no idea what to do. Am I supposed to be tough or be weak or pretend that everything's alright when deep down I know it's not?

"You can't kill her because she knows about you, she knows who you are and what you do, also because she's your only sister," she informed me. I remembered when Kaity was alive she'd braid my hair and do my makeup and dress me up to look just like her. 

"I won't kill her, I'm not my father," I said proudly. "That's my girl!" my mother said proudly. 

 "Good enough of the superhero talk, how am I going to tell my gang that I can't kill her because she's my older sister whom I never met in my entire life before also whom I happened to just find out about?" I asked.

"Well............." she started.

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