His face was priceless. His eyes widend twice their size and you could see the fear clearly in them. What happend to all the threats and "bravado" that he clearly had seconds ago?
"What the hell is going on? Gabe you fucking ass did you set us up?" he asked, slowly inching back hoping that I wouln't notice. But yeah, I noticed.
"Stay still or I'll blow out your brains you pinche cabron." I took a step forward making it clear I was serious. My stupid heels not making me look much taller than he was. I mean, he was like what? 6'5!
"I swear Blake I didn't know! I just found her in the club man!"Gabe said panicking and looking around not sure what to do.
"You idiot! You brought the fucking leader of the Muerte Mafia! You fucking dickhead! Was anyone following you? Did anyone see you take her!?" He looked so panicked I swear if he hasn't peed his pants yet I would be surprised. He was reaching for his pocket now. There probably was a gun there.
"Hands up Blake. No one knows I'm here except you idiots and Gabe I suggest if you want to keep your dick out of your throat then put the fucking knife on the ground." I heard a clank as the knife hit the ground. Leo and Kevins eyes widdened. I almost forgot they were there. They were so quiet I wouldn't have noticed them, until I heard a static "hello?".
"Bad idea." I pointed my gun at Leo who held the phone in his hand and shot. The guns shot was loud and probably could be heard five sreets over, just like the pained-filled scream that followed it.
"Pinche puta! You shot Leo you fukcing whore! You'll pay Bitch!" Kevin was yelling at me profanities in Spanish while Gabe rushed to were Kevin and Leo were. Blake was quietly studying me, deciding what to do next. I aimed my gun at him and at the same time he drew out his own out of his pocket. His mind was made, apparently.
"Lauren was it? How bought we make a deal Babe? I'll let you go if you make a truce with us? Deal?" I could tell he used that voice to get women into bed with him and that he usually got what he wanted. To bad it didn't work on me.
"How bought this Bambi, I won't kill you or your friends here if you give me your gang? Oh, and I don't like to be refered to as a pig." I struck a nerve. I saw his jaw tighten and his eyes flamed up to a dark ocean blue. Aparently his gang meant a lot to him, or he dosn't like being called a deer. He was completley sexy and attractive at the moment though. His tousled brown hair and extremley inviting yummy-looking lips waiting to be touched. But I couln't get lost in my day dreaming now or he'd kill me.
"You WON'T take MY gang away from me and you WON"T even come close to killing us! You might be at the top of the food chain on the West side of L.A. But your in my territory now Babe and I recommend you treat me with respect!" He sneered evilly.
Just then I heard cars coming down the back alley. I looked to my left and the cars screeched to a stop almost hitting Blakes unmoving frame. To my right there was more cars. Shit. I forgot the moron Leo had called for backup.
"So what now sweetheart? You make my deal or we take you. You pick." O.K. now I got a bit nervous. But I would ratehr die than showing Bambi that. His fucking ego was WAY to big. He challenges the biggest Mafia leader and still expects to win? This boy's got issues.
I eyed the men that were now getting out of the cars holding guns, crowbars, bats, and knives. Were they expecting a war? There were about fifty men that I could see. I held my gun tighter still aiming it at Bambi. I had to make up my mind and quick. Fight or flight. In other words get beaten, kidnapped, rapped, and killed? Or run like a sonofabitch wuss that I was not?
At that thank-God moment the back door to the Club opened. And to my utter relief stepped out Jessica, Brooke, and Nicole. One would think at first glance that these were normal innocent girls that showed up at the wrong place at the wrong time. But if you looked closley you could see Jessica's knives skillfully placed under her dress and Brookes guns at her thighs. Nicky was always the creative one insisting that the more weapons you learn to use the more fun it is to fight. So her ninja star earings and her razor sharp fans attached to the side of her belt would just look like a Japanese style dress (which wouuld suit her race) but in reality those weapons were extrmely dangerous along with the chop sticks holding up her hair.
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The Gangster's Girl
Teen FictionBeing the leader of a gang is not easy. Especially if you're top dog in all of L.A. Blake is cold and cruel. He gives no mercey. He kills who he wants when he wants to. He likes things done his way and is not a patient person. He dosn't like puzzles...