Gang leader Vs. Gang leader

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Xander

I walk out of Aria's house sighing softly, Josh gave me a call that someone or something was threatening our property? Threatening to take it or to sell their own products on territory we own? I don't know I wasn't really paying attention, all I kept doing was trying to make Aria fall asleep but it didn't work. I kept asking if she wanted to talk or if she needed anything but nothing, the entire time she stared at the wall deep in thought. Sometimes I just wish she'd talk, I'm not a fucking mind reader, how am I suppose to know what exactly is wrong? I walk to my car and unlock it getting in. I close the door and put my keys in turning on the car and put my phone in.

I put my hands on the wheel but freeze when it buzzes, it's a reminder. Airplanes. That's all it says, I almost forgot; Airplanes. Today's the day my brother died. I lock my phone and begin driving down the road, going through all the motions. His name was William and he was  9 years old, I was 18 when I lost him along with my parents. I sent them away on a world tour trip, I wanted William to have more experiences than I ever did. Both my parents owned a small gang that was slowly moving up so we could never really leave, or else someone would try to take over. I didn't want that for him, I wanted him to be normal, I didn't want him to kill anyone by the age of ten. I wanted a happy life for him, but that didn't work out. When they were coming back from their last stop, London, my mother always wanted to go there, the plane crashed. The one thing my brother absolutely loved and it killed him. When I found out I was.... I was gone,  I've felt so much pain that I fell to the point were I became numb.

Later on I found out it wasn't an accident. My parents pissed off someone fucking idiot and he killed them. His name was Frank Trammell, gang leader of a gang bigger than my parents at the time and he thought he was the best of the best.  He thought I was on the plane as well, but I was back home watching over everything so my parents didn't have to. He didn't think I would've killed him, making the torture last days upon days. That's how I got my start actually, I was never really interested in running my parents gang, I was going to do it so my brother didn't have to. But once he killed them, and I killed him, I felt this overwhelming sense of power. After that I just wanted to reach the top, I wanted to basically own the fucking world. And that's how I became enemies with Aria, she wanted the same... And I guess that caused this whole thing with Aria now, where I sound and act like an idiot for her.

I park my car and get out to see a giant chunk of my gang facing another giant group of people. I walk over to Josh, who's in front of our gang.

"This the gang that wants to try and take over our position?" I ask quietly as I stand next to him and look at the entire gang. It's just starting out no doubt, and they already want to try and fight. They're not trained, I doubt most of them can even hold a gun. Josh nods.

"They're causing more trouble than we'd like so we had to call you." He sighs softly and I nod my head still looking around.

"And are you all just going to stand there or show me who the fuck runs this shit gang?" I step forward closer to them and they begin looking around, flustered.

"I run this fucking shit gang." A young, tall, and skinny guy walks forward.

"Is this a fucking joke? Aria, is this you? Are you fucking with me?" I look around yelling and sigh when I hear silence.

"Aria? Who the fuck is Aria?" The guy asks and I smack my forehead with the palm of my hand. Fucking seriously?

"You don't even fucking- Do you know who I am?"

"Zach?"

"Idiots, god damn it. Josh these are the ones giving you trouble? Fucking come on!" I groan loudly glancing at Josh.

"It's not our fault they're like fucking ants. " He mutters angrily.

"Ants? Whatever. Okay listen here, Kid I'm going to let you go. But you have to swear that you'll never come back-- we shouldn't even hear your name. I'm giving you a good deal, take it."

"Yeah fucking right. We came because we're going to kill all of you and take over your gang." He grins and I shake my head mumbling an 'okay.' I pull my gun out and point it straight at his head.

"I was trying to be nice." He stares at me scared and reaches for his gun but the rest of my gang pulls up their guns. I glance at his and most of them look like they're going to shit their pants. "If any of you run you're going to be shot.. But that's a given."

"Wait wait don't kill us. I mean you could use us! We could be useful!!" He says. Woah he was quick to give up, is this really the gang giving us trouble? 

"I gave you an option, you didn't take it too late." I place my finger on the trigger and get ready to pull it when I stop. I look at all of them and I begin feeling heavier. They're all scared, they all look so young, the oldest can't be over 17, at least. They're all idiots that thought they could make a gang to look cool. They're just kids. If my brother were alive he'd be 16 just like these idiots. I can't shoot-- I can't shoot them. I can't kill them, I can't kill anyone, I don't want to kill anyone. I put my gun down and shake my head walking to the front door. "All of you kill them, I don't feel like wasting my time anymore. Make sure to clean up afterwards. Good?"

"Good." They say behind me and I close the door just as I hear gunshots and screams. I walk down the hall, past the kitchen, and the dining room all the way down to my room. I walk in and kick my shoes off the gun still in my hand. I stand near the door and hold the gun in both hands staring down at it. I've used this over a hundred times. I've never gave it a second thought until Aria and today. I sigh softly holding the gun tighter.

I realize something: I'm tired. I'm tired of all this gang crap, I'm tired of killing, torturing, loneliness. This gang has been my entire life but I don't want it anymore. I don't want to be in this shit anymore. I want to quit. I want my family back, I want a normal life, I want... I want Aria. I want her more than anything right now. She made- makes me feel like I'm me. Not Xander the gang leader who's lost his family and is a killer, but Xander who's-- who's just a person. She understands me because she's gone through the same, she doesn't make some bullshit quote on how it has to rain for flowers to grow. Or how even the sun has to set for the moon to rise. She gets that I don't need someone to tell me it's okay, that sometimes I just need silence. It's like this life gets so much, it's too loud, it's filled with screams and crying, that silence is what someone needs. And Just being with her makes everything a least a little easier.

I take my shirt and pants off getting in my bed and putting my gun away in the drawer next to me. I pull the blanket up to my stomach and rest on hand over it, my other arm bent and under my head. I stare up at the dark ceiling and sigh softly closing my eyes. The shots and screams are gone now, it's just silence, for once when I'm alone, it's just silence.

If I want Aria I can't leave my gang. I can either have one or the other. If I want a normal life then I can't be with Aria. It's like trying to hide and have a private life but then becoming famous, only with gangs. It just doesn't work,  It's too complicated. I know Aria wouldn't want to leave her gang just for me, she loves it, she loves them, it's her whole life too... I want Aria, I've already made that clear, but I feel like I need to keep repeating it because I need secure it, set it in stone. She's the only stable good thing I have right now, even though she really isn't mine... I don't care. If this means staying a gang leader no matter if I'm tired or not, I'll do it. So I guess that's that, I'm only in this for her now. I don't want her to leave my life just yet.

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