Forced To Date A Gangleader (FDG) {Editing}

I want... I need a car!

🔼Chapter: 9 🔼
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Waking me up, I look at the most handsome gangleader ever.

"Time to wake up baby." He whispers.

"What?" I ask turning over.

"Training is today." I groan and sit up.

"Come on babe. The faster you get up the shorter it'll last." He says. I nod and walk into the bathroom.

Their was some clothes beside the sink with a letter attached to it.

'Got you these to you know ;)' the letter said as I picked up the clothes. It was from Timothy. I smiled and got in the shower.

I dried off and changed into the clothes.
I put my hair in a ponytail and walked out.
(The pic above is what she's wearing)

"So are you going to fight me again?" I ask Timothy who was in the kitchen eating cereal.

"Yes I am." He smirks. "And I'm going to beat you up!"

"Oh really?"
"Yea."

"Well if I win, I want a car. Any car I want." I say to him.

"Hmm." He puts his hand to his chin.
"Deal my love."

We walked to the training room and he took his shirt off.

"Ca-can you leave that on you?" I ask him.

He laughed and walked closer to me.
"Why is it bothering you?"

"Yes it is!"

"Well deal with it." And with that he walked away and to the ring.

He signaled me to come. I sighed and walked up onto the mat.

"Remember what we worked on last time?" He ask getting into fight mode.

I nod and put my hands in a fist.

"Go Alondan!"

"Go Alo!"

I heard screaming from the ring and saw the whole gang gathered just like last time.

I breathed in and out and thought about my new car... Game On!

I waited for him to make the first move. He did and fell for the trap.
He tried to punch me but I dodged it and hit him in the stomach.

I then moved away from him and waited again for the next move.

He looked at me with amusement and slapped me.

I totally didn't see that coming. I stumble back and gave him advantage to punch me in the stomach.

I wrapped my arms around him and pushed him back.

I haven't ate anything and I'm filling a little sick.

While I was in my thoughts, I didn't notice Timothy coming after me. He threw me onto the mat with a big thud and laid on top of me.

"Well played." He says smiling.

"Can I still get my car?" I ask him.

He looks at me and sighs.
"Yes."

I smile and wrap my arms around him.

"Thank you!" I say.

"Are you okay?" Alisa ask me.

"Yes." I say getting up off the mat.

"Are you sure. I think you hit your head a little to hard." She says.

"No. I'm fine really." I say smiling at her.

"You did really great." Gang members say as they pass by me and I say a Thanks.

"Ready to practice knife throwing?" Timothy ask walking to me.

I nod and he leads me to a room that had all types of knives and a bunch of dummies.

"Try to throw it at there heads." Timothy hands me a regular knife.

I try to point it right and hit it but I didn't even come close to touching the dummie.

"Come on Alondan. You got this." Timothy says handing me another knife.

"I'm trying." I focus on the target and came closer but didn't hit the dummie.

"You need inspiration. Alisa! Come here for a second please!" Timothy yells. I turn towards him and look into his sick eyes.

"I can't do that!" I yell at him as she walks in.

"Do what?" She ask walking on in.

"Step beside the target Alisa." Timothy says walking on one side of the target. Alisa looks at me and mouthes.
"Don't kill me!"

I swallow loudly and grab another knife from the table.
I close my eyes and breathe before opening then back up.

I didn't just hit the target I sliced its head off.

"I knew you could do it Alondan." Timothy cheers smiling.

I walk up to him and hit his chest repeatedly.

"Don't ever do THAT again!" I yell at him.

"Sorry!" He says.

I walk out and went back into the house. I changed my clothes and went to bed.

After 15 minutes I felt the bed going down. I was thinking it was just Timothy so I didn't do anything. Until I felt something go over my mouth.

I tried to fight but I took a breathe and fell unconscious immediately.

"Timothy!" I yell as he held a gun pointing it... At me!

He ignored me and lifted up the gun higher to meet my head.

"Don't do this! Timothy!" I yell. He pulls the trigger and...