𝐑𝐄𝐕𝐄𝐋𝐀𝐓𝐈𝐎𝐍𝐒

1.

Sage

"See you tomorrow." I say to Ray, my driver and bodyguard since I've been sixteen. My brother hired him the minute we moved out of our uncle and aunts house in Chelsea, to our own house in knightsbridge

We've always had security since we moved into our own house but I never had a bodyguard. Not until one night I begged Ty to take me to Tesco's so we could make cookies at 1am. Only for us to be shot at the minute we left. He decided from that day forward I'd have a bodyguard and I'd learn how to defend myself.

Took back to back kickboxing lessons for two months and he taught me my way around a gun just in case.

Life's always been like that. Scary and unpredictable. Our parents were in the drug dealing business. They practically ran the streets and made so much money off of selling drugs to other businesses and wealthy people. They were the best in the business. The best in Knightsbridge.

They were in that life for years. Loved it. It was dangerous but that's what they loved about it. Then they had Ty and their perspectives changed a little. They had a child and in the business of gangs and drugs, children were used as gateways to get to people.

Mum and dad had a long talk to discuss business and what would happen now they had a child. They decided to pull back. Still have the business and run it, but dad wouldn't be so hands on. He wouldn't be the one personally going to pay people visits that owed him money, or the one smuggling things abroad. He and mum would be the face and let those that worked for them do the dirty work.

They stuck to their word. Kept one foot in one foot out. Focused on Ty. And then I came along. Ty says that I was the reason they left all together. Not only did they have a son, but they had a daughter. And I was vulnerable. Maybe even more so than Ty.

Mum immediately made the decision that she was out. She didn't want to be in the life anymore. She said her and dad had enough money to set them all up for life and that should be it.

Dad was a little harder to convince. He still wanted the power. The authority. The respect. An ego thing. He always had an ego. Sweetest man on the planet, but fought a lot with putting his pride aside.

He debated it for years. Mum was out. But he wasn't. He stayed. Up until my fifth birthday. I don't know why that day was so significant to make him want to quit. Ty says it's because on my birthday when I was asked what I was excited about happening this year as a five year old, I said I was excited to go to primary school and learn about the world.

Not sure how much of that was true, but apparently according to Ty, that opened up dads eyes and made him realise that he wanted to be there to see that. Wanted to be attentive and be the kind of father that lived long enough to watch his kids grow up.

He decided that very night he was out. Discussed it with mum. I remember Ty and I outside of my dads office listening to him tell mum. Our family bodyguard caught us, told dad and mum and then mum told us to go to our rooms.

Unfortunately though, dads wish didn't come true. He called a meeting the day after my birthday. All of his best workers in the room and right hand man, Jack Kincaid. White British man with dirty blonde hair, scruffy beard. Tattoos all over his arms and about six foot. He had been friends both my mum and dad since secondary school. He's actually the reason why they were together. Being dads best friend he set them up and the rest was history.