Nina's pov
I can't believe it. My dad...he was in a gang? And he killed people in our house? Damn i feel like I was living in a murder house from American Horror Story or something.
*flashback, Nina was ten*
"Mommy, what's that noise?" I asked my mother who was now quivering and having cold sweat. She flashed me a weak smile and said, "It's nothing Nina, in fact, daddy is going to help you end those noises alright?" Ten year old Nina nodded naively.
I remembered.
Those noises...they weren't "my imagination" or "monsters", they were the screams and desperate cries of help...they were the people my father murdered in OUR house. I remembered how late my father's drinking session with his "friends" were. And i always saw so many of my father's clients come through the door of our house, but i never saw them walk out. Should've known. My father was a serial killer. He was a serial killer in a gang. And now I am the killer in my gang. But his enemies want revenge. They want to kill me. Like father, like daughter.
Que empiecen los juegos.
Let the games begin.
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Gang chick
Fiksi RemajaI am Niña Maldito Altilano. ex-Crimson Jaws gang second in command. I'm back in the game of blood and cold blood killing, baby. Crimson Jaw's best fighter is back.
