Drugs, Sex, and Violence.

Ch. One

You're never the same after someone you were so close to dies. You feel like a part of you is simply gone and can never be replaced. If you're like me you get into drugs and gangs. You show people that you're heartless because that's how you feel without that person in your life. They're gone so, you are too.
A part of me was buried with my father that day, he was my superman, and all I had.
I was seventeen and my only parent and only friend had just died in my arms from the sick and horrible disease known as cancer.

"Happy birthday dear Louis." I sang to myself as I drown away my feelings in alcohol and pot. "Hey boss, we've got a situation at the club." Leo said and I looked up from my position in my chair. "What's happening." I said lowering my voice to sound a little less intoxicated. "Someone's trying to deal on our turf." He said and showed me pictures of a man. "Kill him." I said calmly like I had many times before. "Got it, and happy 21st boss!" He said and smiled. I gave him a quick flash of teeth before resuming my plans.
Maybe one day I'd have a wife to share my drug money with but it seems like all of them are the same, slutty and horny. I wanted something real that had purpose and was worth fighting for! Not a fuck then leave, not saying I pass them all up but seriously.
"Get off of me!" I heard a girl yell outside of my room. I jumped up and pulled out my gun to see a guy trying to well rape this girl. I ripped him off of her and threw him on the ground shooting him in the chest twice. My men came running at the sound of gunshots. "Deal with the body." I said and one dragged the body and the other went to grab the girl, most likely to kill her. I have her a quick look over and could tell this wasn't her scene. "Let her go home." I said and they nodded. The poor girl didn't know what she'd just gotten into.

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So this is a new book and I hope you enjoy! - xoxo Kylie