Aiden: a innocent, curious, needy boy who loves the stars.
Gwen: a misunderstood, aggressive, secretive girl who loves small plants.
What happens when they become fast friends and share aesthetics?
Look into the world of Gwen and Aiden as they disco...
I was so pumped for this deal, because apparently this guy is a leader of his own gang.
I wonder why he didn't just send one of his workers to us. That's usually how it goes.
If they think I'm scared they got another thing coming. I have a couple of my knives tucked, my gun strapped, and my knuckle rings on.
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Just in case this guy tries to pull something, I'll be ready for it.
Coming back to the gang after so long made me realize how much I missed the adrenaline rush. I had to spend one month training though because I forgot some stuff.
When Lorenzo called, I was angry at first. I was finally happy with my life. I tried to change for the better but some things just don't work out. As long as he kept my family,(ex) friends, and little Aiden out of this mess like he promised, I was fine with coming back.
The thrill of making money and feeling sexy at the same time was worth it. It was also a great way to relieve stress... Well besides sex of course.
Since I was one of Lorenzo's favorites, he wasn't as strict on me as the others. He would buy me new weapons and clothes whenever I asked, which was rarely.
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Walking down to the alley with the boys waiting on Mr. Fitz was a little intimidating. I still don't see why the boys had to come, I can handle myself just fine.
"We'll be in the car, do the signal if you need back up." Don informs as I nod at him.
I push myself against the brick building and check my phone.
"Well well well, if it isn't Love Candy, so happy to finally meet you." Says a gruff voice, breaking me from my thoughts as I push myself off of the brick wall.
I look up to find a tall tattooed man with thick eyebrows.
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"Wait, you're Fitz?" I gawk up at him.
"Yes?"
"Wow you're less uh scary than I imagined."
"Why, were you expecting an old bald man with a beer belly?" He chuckles.
"Well, sort of but this works too." I laugh nervously.
"You're not as scary as I was hoping for either Cupcake. If I didn't know any better, I would say you find me attractive." He raises an eyebrow, crossing his arms over his broad chest.
"Well I don't!" I feel my blood boil at the conceited man.
"You sure Sweetie? You seem a bit flustered." He smirks down at me.
"No, I was just surprised by how young you are, look this isn't about that. Do you have the money or not dude?" I roll my eyes.
He quickly grabs my face in his large hand, squeezing my cheeks slowly.
"I don't like that attitude, nobody talks to me like that, ever. I refuse to let some pretty little girl be the first to do it either." He snaps, staring me deep in my eyes.
"Alright get your hands off, do you have the money?" I snatch his hand away from me and let out a groan.
"That attitude is gonna get you in trouble one day, but I do." He chuckles, opening the bag on his shoulder.
I pull out the drugs from my pocket and we both look around before making the trade.
"Thanks Doll." He winks as I cringe at the name.
"Thanks Creepy dude." I turn around slowly.
"Oh and watch your back Doll." He looks at me from over his shoulder.
