Guns and Cars.

ONE~'Always attract the imbeciles'

Hi thanks for reading this. I appreciate it. The locations and name of shops are took of Saints row 2 incase it sound sfamiliar. I had to change the name of the island, obviously. But anyway, if it sounds like saints row 2 its because of the locatrions and stuff. But anyway, thanks for reading.

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I lay in bed. Drumming my fingers against my belly. I had school soon. I sighed. I heard groaning from my bathroom.

I got up from my bed. I stepped over bottles and glass. I opened the en suite. In the bath was a drunken male.

Age of let's say, nineteen. He was in the gangs color of purple. He had his cap on and socks pulled high. Dad told nobody to go into my room. What the heck was he doing here? I brushed my teeth, I didn't bother with the toilet. I'd use the ones that everybody uses. I walked out and got changed, quickly. In case the boy woke up. I brushed my hair and it fell loosely reaching my mid-back. I should really cut it. In case of the violence, and my hair gets pulled. Boy, does it hurt.

My eyes were bright blue and made my black hair stand out. A lot. I was hispanic. My features didn't suit, I was slender and quite tall, but not tall enough to be considered tall.

I opened the door. I peered into the hallway. It looked safe. No sign of lieutenants or my dad. I got out.

On the wall had the words: "Who chains us? And who holds the key that can set us free? It's you. You have all the weapons you need. Now fight."

A man cleared his throat. "Where do you think you're goin'?"

"To go play with the fairy's. What do you think?" I spat

"I think you're goin' to do somethin' stupid an' reckless."

"Well. I won't. I'm only going to school. You know? That building where you learn?" He stared blankly.

"Never mind then. Ill just be going."

"No. Wait for your dad."

"My dad. Hmm, haven't seen him in over three days. Do you really expect him to turn up on time? He's probably killing a bunch of cops."

"Fine. You go to that place."

"You know what it is. You used to go there. Oh and by the way, one of your friends is asleep in my bathroom."

"Don't tell your dad. Ill handle it."

"I'm not keeping any promises."

"Here." He handed me a pistol. "I know you don't like it, but its for your own protection."

"I don't need it."

He shook it for me to take it, "you do. Your the bosses daughter. Obviously, you need it. What sorta lieutenant would I be, leavin' his kid unprotected."

"Fine. Yeah. Sure. As long as it saves your head. If my dad comes back, phone me."

"Go to the shop. Get us blunt and 40oz." I started at him, his request was dumb. I'm 17. I can't even drink.

"Please." He ended off.

"What money? My dad has given me zilch."

"Here." He handed me 20 dollars. Then another 20 then another 20.

"Sorted. Ok, I'm going now." I pressed the button for the lift. As it came down about three hoe's came out. They walked down into the lounge place, giggling.

I got in and waited for it to go up. Some other member came in. He bowed to me.

"Why bow?" I asked him