After leaving his small hometown Evergreen Beach to live in the big city New York Nick's life changes drastically. Since starting on ADHD meditations Nick went from happy and funny to emotionless and rude. And as well as joining a very dangerous gan...
Hi Billy's! Yup yup it's happening I'm writing about Nick's gang life *smirk face* heheh. Anyways I hope you guys enjoy and it's a long one.
WARNING! Violence. Mwhahaha
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Written: 11 April 2023. __________
Three hours.
I kissed her three hours ago. I saw her and felt her body against mine three hours ago. Three hours ago her small hand pressed to my chest while I explored her mouth.
God that kiss was amazing. I literally saw sparks and my lips had this weird fucking tingle in them. I have without a doubt never had such an amazing kiss and I plan on doing it a million times agian.
But sadly after leaving my girl, I got a call. A call telling me that Ollie had escaped. But luckily got caught agian and needs to be warned. And that two minute call took my happy self and instead made my fucking blood boil.
I hate my job. But God do I need it.
No not for money, as I have said before, I have lots of that. But I do need it to keep me sane.
Sure it might not make sense that killing would keep me sane but it does.
I've been a killer for over a year now. Ever since my first kill a year ago I've been a killer.
I'm a killer. A murder.
And it doesn't bother me one bit. Because at the and of the day no matter how many people I've killed, I know for a fact they deserved it.
Flashback.
Taking in the smoke to my lungs I sigh at the burning sensation. My heart rate slows and my mind clears of all stress.
I need to do this.
Ever since starting my meds I have been going insane. I've been sick, restless and frankly just going fucking nuts.
Just yesterday I got bumped into by an old lady and I almost choked her to death. Thankfully I had some of my guys with to stop me from getting to her and to give her money to just leave.
I felt fucking awful after leaving that store. She was so scared.
Then it happened. Someone pissed me and my gang off. And for the first time me as their leader stood up saying I'd be taking care of it on my own. I'd kill him.
And I don't feel bad about it. He asked for it.
Jack Herendez had sniched on us. He got two of my most trusted guys in prison for murder. Lip and Rian was sentenced for life in prison. It wasn't that hard to figure out who sniched... Jack hated those two with all he had.
So here I am. Standing infront of a abandoned building. Leaned to the side of my car with a cigarette in one hand and a gun in the other.
The building is about four floors. It's windows are all smashed and It's overgrown. All grass and plants are dead. And everywhere on the ground lays broken beer bottles and trash. The walls are spray painted with BLM and LGBTQ art. Pretty.
