𝐀𝐟𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐒𝐭𝐨𝐫𝐦 • 𝐓𝐨𝐦 𝐊𝐚𝐮𝐥𝐢𝐭𝐳

Chapter 3

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"What's up Mexico!" I yelled throwing my hands in the air.

I looked at Dimebag and I could see the sweat on his forehead.

"If you don't know Siren, then you have been living under a rock because..." He said shaking his head chuckling.

He handed me a microphone and started talking again "let's see how good her voice really is hey?". A new song echoed through the building and everyone from the dance floor screamed.

•Like That • Doja Cat•

He backed up watching me with a joint in his hand.

"Are you ready!?" I yelled into the microphone getting a thrill out of how many people fell to their knees for me.

All I could hear was screaming and a few whistles coming from the crowd.

"Let's see some of that ass!" A guy in the crowd yelled.

Dimebag laughed flashing his grills "We all wanna see some of that!"

-'I said "do that do that baby all night long"'

I started to sing.

-'And imma turn off all my phones'

I was dancing to the music feeling up my body to the beat teasing the crowd.

-'And baby I want it and I'll just be honest cause I just can't front when I look at you'

I could feel the beat of the music in the floor and it vibrated through my body. I was good at singing and it was something I loved to do.

Dimebag took over and started rapping.

-'I'm the big boss and I got big bread, I'm gettin' big-headed and I like good head'

He came up behind me and he used his hands to feel me up while I danced like a stripper. His hand came around me putting the joint in my mouth and his fingers gripped my waist. I moved my hips grinding back onto his groin.

A chunk of the crowd split apart moving out of the way for someone. I was curious to which gang could make people move out of the way for them. I felt someone's eyes in the crowd and I looked and saw a tall man with dark braids and a Bandana. Beside him was a man with small white and black dreads and an eyebrow ring.

Tom and bill.

Tom and Bill were very well known gang members. Top rank. They were deceitful and callous people. Never to be trusted. They would kill without blinking, just like us.

I could see them both watching me, almost interested in me. More than the rest of the people screaming my name.

My pocket started to vibrate. I put my hand up to say 'sorry' to all the prostitutes and horny men and ran down the stairs.

"I'm sorry ladies and gentleman, she's a busy woman..." Dimebag tried to save my ass like always before giving me an 'are you serious' look.

I grabbed my phone out of my pocket and made eye contact with the two men in the crowd and continued over to the bar.

"What's up!?" I yelled over the music.

"The race is being set up now, get down here now you have to enter before you can race!" Kirra yelled rushing me.

"I'm coming now hang on!" I smashed an empty glass of alcohol on the ground in annoyance and ran to the track.