Hate. Darkness. Pain. Brutality. Those words are very familiar to y/n. Those words are feelings, that she grew up with. It's haunting her every day and every night. Will the darkness ever leave her? Will she ever be able to feel something other than...
This man, right this man is making my knees weak 😩
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2.13 am in the morning. Cold raindrops dropping on my face and down my body. The night was the darkest I've ever seen.
"For the last time.. " I paused as I sat on the lap of a man in front of me.
He sat in a chair, being tied up to it. All soaked. His face full of blood.
"Where is it" I continued looking straight into his bluish eyes while pressing his cheeks together.
"Please, believe me. I- I really don't know." he whimpered, almost as he was about to cry.
Adorable.
I got up of his lap and walked away from him.
"Shoot him" I ordered to my bodyguards.
"No plea-" the poor man couldn't even finish his sentence.
"What are we going to do Miss?" one of my bodyguards asked, not knowing I already had a plan.
"We still have plan B Lee" I smirked at him, as I took lollypop out of my pocket and slowly putting it into my mouth.
You may ask how it all started. Well... My parents died when I was 15 as far as I can remember. And that was when the darkness began. I didn't have anyone else, or at least nobody wanted to take care of me. No home, no money, no family. Nothing.
The realisation hit me right through my head. I was alone and I had to do something about it. I began to do deals. It wasn't hard. As I lived on the streets, I had the chance to meet some people. And just like that, I was getting higher and higher. Illegally. In the mean time I learned how to fight, how to use weapons and how to manipulate with people.
Jake. The name of the man who helped me through my darkness. He was like a father to me. Always protecting me from everything and everyone. His strong, dominant character was his main weapon. He was a mafia leader and everyone respected him. As I was growing up, his people also became my people. I was their side boss when Jake wasn't around. Being the youngest of them, yet still the strongest.
Nevertheless the darkness appeared again. Jake died when I was 18. Out of everyone I knew, he was the only person I fully trusted and loved. I can still hear the gun shot noise as the bullet went right through his chest.
"I may be dying now, but I will always be in your heart protecting you. Never forget that" those were his last words before he left me for good.. That night I become someone else. I became stronger, darker. I was dangerous. Mercy? Not in my vocabulary. And that's who I am today. Y/n.
✨ Guysssss I know it's short but it's just the first chapter 😌 I promise it will get better and better. And of course a bit longer 😩
But I still want to thank you for reading 💜 let me know what you think so far.
Y/n is a bit harsh and cruel right? 😆 But that's what I like about her 🤫 I'm sure you will love her once you'll get to know her.
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