Becky Rebeccca Patricia Armstrong, What a beautiful name isn't it, too bad because the owner of the name has hated since she knew her father has given her that name. The bastard has left them poor and sick and ran away with a rich girl who promised him a better life.
(A/N: don't forget this is just fanfiction. None of this is real)
When her mother got sick, Becky had no choice but to find a way to get money for her mother's medicine. She couldn't do prostitution so she started to sell drugs, from one street to another she'd gain a little bit of money to feed her brother and her mother.
Just another day like the others, Becky leaning against a wall near her neighborhood waiting for the buyers but she had no luck. She thought to herself that maybe if she went and shared Lucas' street she'll get something, even though Lucas was the biggest asshole and she'll probably end up arguing with him the whole time.
She quickly put her hood on and started walking to where Lucas usually sells, he wasn't there so she sighed in relief. It's not that she was scared of him, but she was scared of what she will do to him if he pisses her off.
A few sells here and there, she gain a few dollars juts enough for dinner when she heard Lucas coming her way. She looked up at him and he had a pissed look.
"Eh yo Becky! What did I say about selling in my street?!" He pushed her and got closer to her face to intimidate her. She took a deep breath and gave him a small fake smile.
"Look, it's been rough on my street and my mom needs money for her medicine s-" she showed him the few dollars she's got in her hand but he didn't care he slapped her hand making the dollar bills fall.
"Man fuck you and your mom. She's better off dead anyways" he said not really aware of the consequences, in a blink of an eye Becky tackled him and started to punch his face even with his failed attempts to block her blows she could still break his face. His friends were coming her way with knives trying to stab her, but she quickly got up dodging everything that was coming her way. She was doing it so fast like she predicted their actions, she looked like she was dancing while avoiding them.
One guy tried to stab her in the chest and she quickly leaned to the side grabbing his arm and pulling him towards another guy and they ended up stabbing each other. While another guy tried to hit her in the face but she quickly grabbed his wrist twisting it making him drop the knife, when she saw he was vulnerable to her blows she starting hitting his chest at fast pace with one last hit to the neck he fell holding his throat struggling to breathe.
"Anyone else?" She asked annoyed,
"Yes!" One of the guys had a gun, he was new to this and probably didn't even know how to shoot. She rolled her eyes and waited for him to shoot but he just looked at her scared, he looked around him to notice all the big guys were struggling on the floor. He closed his eyes and just kept pulling on the trigger. When he opened his eyes Becky wasn't there.
"Boo" she said in his ear, he dropped the gun and just ran away scared for his life. She grabbed the gun from the floor and examined it.
"Hey! Drop the gun and put your hands behind your back!" She sighed thinking not again. She had beef with the cops because she always either slipped from their grip while they tried to cuff her or just broke her thumb to get out of the cuffs then open the police car door to run away with a smile on her face.
"Becky! I'm not kidding!" The cop yelled, of course he knows her name they used to go to school together he was a year or two older than her.
YOU ARE READING
Her Security - Becky G!p (FreenBecky) | GXG
FanfictionBecky G!P Becky, a girl in her early twenties living in a poor neighborhood with her sick mother and teenage brother. Her father has abandoned them for a rich woman and they were left sinking in debt. One day someone has offered her an opportunity t...