His Everything, Her Story

Chapter 1

CHAPTER 1

Setting: Miami FL

Summer 2014....

" Dame", I said in an annoyed tone.

" Whaattt!", yelled my brother from the other room.

I walked over to his room and leaned against the door frame. I wanted to do something tonight.

" Why don't you ever let me around your friends ", I said in an annoyed tone.

" Because they only want one thing. None of those dudes will touch my little sister. Besides you'd be bored ", said dame.

" I'll be good. I won't bother anyone. You said you would teach me how to hold a gun ", I spoke with excitement. Guns gave me a bit of a rush.

" Soon y/n. Go back to your room. Tomorrow I'll take you out or something  ", said dame.

I smiled and walked back to my room. I texted my friends all night. I watched Netflix and smacked on popcorn. Midnight rolled around and I heard some noise in the backyard. I walked opened up the patio to see dame and some of his friends drinking from alcohol bottles- the usual. As I looked around the guys got quiet. One of the mysterious older guys caught my eye. Trevante Rhodes.

Trevante was the most dangerous man in the south. He was a druglord, a gang banger. A successful druglord at that. He ran his own mafia since he was 15 years old and now at 26, he drove fast cars and wore big chains which was to be expected. He was buff and he always wore his matching gold grills and gold cuban links.

He was wearing all black tonight and he had on a du-rag. All the other guys were playing around but he was in the corner counting money. He was all about his money. Tre was the man that dame worked for. He's the one who had my brother out on the streets and pretty soon my brother dame became his right hand man.

" What's wrong y/n", said dame while looking up from his blunt. His face was uneasy, as he didn't want me to be outside tonight. He felt that I was too young.

" I just wanted to see w-what the noise was ", I said in a nervous tone. I looked at Tre who was now  scoping me out. This was the first time he ever really paid attention to me. Trevante had a way of looking through people, and sometimes that was either a good or bad thing. He looked up and down at my body before his eyes landed on mine.

" Everything's fine. Get back inside y/n. I'll be in later ", dame blew smoke out of his nostrils and leaned back in his seat. I knew better than to make him repeat himself.

" O-okay", I stuttered. I took one last look at the mysterious man with the gold grills and closed the patio door. I headed back to my room and went back to sleep.

The next day dame took me to the mall and treated me to whatever I wanted. He usually did this whenever Trevante would pay him a couple stacks. As we were walking out of the mall, dame got a call on his phone.

" Shit.....you are coming with me to the trap understand. No eye contact and no talking. I'll have one of my boys watch you ", said dame.

" Fine ", I said while rolling my eyes.

After 15 minutes of driving we pulled up to an old abandoned house. There was 2 cars in the parking lot. As I walked in I saw 6 men and 3 naked women. I hadn't seen naked women before, at least not in real life. The fact that they didn't have an issue being exposed around these men was surprising to me.

The girls were counting money while the men sat around with guns and drinking. All they ever did was drink.

" Sit down ", said dame.