The Arrogant Mafia Destiney

Chapter two

Destiney POV (Destiney Is the picture above.) Miriam Leone 

I pulled out of my thoughts when I heard the cab driver tell me that we are there.

I glance through the window of the car looking at the house that I don't even know.

Shuffling up my things and pay the cab driver his money and step out of the warmth that was surrounded me.

As the cab drove off,  I make my way toward the house and jump over the fence and walk through the passage that connect to three other houses.

I make my way towards the back of my apartment building and slide down the rusty iron leather that makes a squeaky sound, I later climb towards the fifth floor and pick the exit door lock with my hairpin.

Pushed open the door slightly before walking through and down the hall counting the doors as I pass. 

I reach my door and insert the key to open the door. I sign upon entering my apartment and seeing my living condition.

I have been living here for four months now and I never really get the time out to really admired my home, or what I consider a temporary home.

The walls in the living room were water stained with a dirty cream color paint.

One old run-down couch with springs pushing through the middle is located in the center of the room.

I glance towards my kitchen and only see a rusty stove and a broken-down fridge.

Making my way toward my bedroom, I place my purse down on my bed and take off my shoes while taking a quick glance around the room only to see an old bed with water a stained mattress, and no sheets or pillows.

I am not complaining about living arrangements; cause I never stay anywhere for too long, I am always on the move.

Walking over to my closet looking to the left where my two black dresses and one black pump are located, and to my right I saw my black zip-up bag that contains my fighting gear,

under neat it in the crack of the titles I  have placed my safe that have all my weapon that has come to be a part of my life form ever since I was seven that I can remember.

I fight for the first time in my life; I run as fast as I could.

I gave Orlando a kick straight in his chin and one under in his torso, not stopping until I have enough, I am going for the kill.

I lost all ability to hear or feel, I put in as much strength as I have gained over the two years that I have been fighting for.

I saw Allandro fly straight down on his face but that didn't stop me from rushing towards him with my little fist punching his nose over and over again until I see blood.

Seeing blood got me excited, and I was hungry for more; the metallic smell was like sweet barbeque chicken; call me crazy I don't care.

I kept punching seeing more blood pouring out I didn't stop, each punch he received was a reminder of all the beating and name-calling I have received over the years from him.

Now is the time for me to show him who is the WHORE, BITCH, SHIT. 

 I felt an electrical shock on my back that knock me out of my trance. I drum on my feet turning on my heel while holding Orlando in my right hand.