Chapter 3
"And out of everyone, why did you want to make a deal with me? And how do you know I won't say no?" I asked curiously.
"1 because we know that you really did not mean to kill your mother" the left one answered.
"And 2 because we know you are a softy" the right one said.
"I am not a softy and I was meant to kill her got it?" I said furiously.
"Really than prove it, because I don't see you fighting people or killing them any more!" the left one said.
"Really well you already know the pain of me kicking your asses with a broken arm and now I don't have a broken arm so think of the damage I would do to you" I threatened.
"There we go, that's more like it" the right one said.
"So what's the deal?" I asked.
"Well we need you to break into San Andre cooperation and then we'll take it from there." the left one stated.
"And what do I get?" I asked
"25 percent of it." both of them said.
"Why do you need me to do it?" I asked.
"Well you are close to their sons and no one else wanted to do it" the right explained.
"Of course they wouldn't your offer is all mucked up you are meant to give the person 50 percent of the money not 25 you idiot!" I explained.
"So you're in if we give you 50 percent of the money" the left one said.
"Yeah" I answered.
"Well we can only give you 30 percent" the other one said.
"Well than I am out unless you can give me 45 percent!" I said.
"The best is 40 percent" the left one said.
'Deal' I said putting my had out to the left one.
"Good it's a deal." he said and shook my hand and so did the right one.
"So know since we are business partners or partners in crime I need to know your guys name?' I asked with a smile.
"Well I am Mack code name Jazzy Mack" said the right one with blue eyes.
"And I am Jim code name Big Jim" said he left one with green eyes.
"Cool mine is Storme code name Loving Killer, now can you go now I have been dying to smoke all day!" I said and with a blink of an eye they were gone.
I got back to lighting my cigarette and putting it In my mouth. Sucking the smoke in and retrieving the cigarette back out of my mouth blowing the smoke out slowly enjoying every part of it. After a few minutes I was done and ready to go back in and party but then I found myself face to face with Damien. He was in my way and wouldn't budge, also he was carrying a garbage can and was wearing a white shirt and army pants with a short black waist apron.
"W-W-What are you D-D-Doing here?" he stuttered.
"Um It's a club, I am pretty sure I'm partying but what are you doing here?." I asked
"Um......" he was panicking.
"I work here" he said so quickly that I almost didn't hear it clearly.
"You work here!" I said amused.
"Yeah please don't tell anyone it doesn't actually match my image, plus if you open your big mouth I will tell them that you can sing." he stated with a big smirk on his face.
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Bad Girls, Keep Secrets
Teen FictionWhat happens when Stome Hendrix comes face to face with reality. Would her drinking, smoking and clubbing life be finally over? Will she learn from her mistakes in that past that caused her to go to juvie? Will she finally realize that nothing good...
