Falling for the Bad Girl!

Chapter 8

*Chloe's P.O.V.*

By the time six thirty rolled by I was ready and grabbing my keys to go to the party.

I'm wearing a black mid thigh summer dress, with a jean jacket, black gladiator's, a black clutch with money, my phone, and some make-up.

My make-up is red lip stick, foundation, blush, winged eyeliner, mascara, and a semi nude eye-shadow. My hair is in a fish tail braid and I'm ready to go out.

As I'm about to leave I set a note on the counter telling my family I will be out with the girls and I was on my way.

By the time I got to the pier it was ten after seven and I'm walking inside. I get in and see a few recognizable people, but the others are just drug dealers, gangs, hookers, or just very bad people you wouldn't want to mess with.

You might be thinking how I got mixed into this well it's a pretty long story, but I will shorten it for you.

When I was thirteen my dad was murdered by a few gang men they killed him because they wanted my brothers to join them when they didn't they killed my dad and my brothers joined by force.

When that happened we moved, but not to far I just transferred middle schools and I forgot about my past. By the time I turned fifteen I joined the gang, but after I joined there was something about me that made me better than everyone else.

I was a lot smarter, stronger, emotionless than others so the older I got the more better I became sooner or later I was turning 16 and the leader of the gang Paxton handed over his spot to me and arranged a new gang and let me lead this one.

That's not all that happened by the time I was turning eighteen which wasn't long ago I ended up killing Paxton after he tried to get his men to kill me.

After his death I became the most feared and respected leader ever and I run all the gangs he was in charge of which is most of the west coast.

There was this law as you may call it saying whom ever kills a gang leader takes the gangs and becomes the new gang leader without the gangsman's word.

If they want t leave they had a week to leave without consequences after that they would not be able to leave and if they did... Let's just say it wouldn't be pretty.

That is my lovely story on how I got mixed in this. Now back to the present can we?

I walk into the kitchen to see a few of my boys from my other gang messing around with some hookers and I give them disgusted looks.

They get out of my way nodding towards me and I nod back grabbing a sealed beer and walking towards the back where there weren't that many people.