The Fighter

Chapter One

I have no idea of what I am about to do. I mean this is huge. If I get caught, I'm for sure going to jail and I can't go back. I'm old enough for it now and I won't be able to survive. I need the money though. I'll get 3,000 dollars if I do this. My family needs it. I need it.

"You ready?" Carlos says to me. He hands me a back pack and shows me all the places to put the stuff. I never thought that I would be doing this. Technically I'm not a minor anymore, considering tomorrow is my birthday.

I put the backpack on and nod my head. I'm ready. I just have to believe in myself. Carlos hands me a flip phone and says that he'll keep in touch. I want to say that it's 2030 and people don't use flip phones anymore but he'll get made at me and call off the deal.

"In and out. Got it?" I nod my head and take a breath. This is actually happening. I'm actually going to do this. I can't believe myself. My parents wouldn't agree with me doing this but when I bring that cash home, they'll never care.

"I'll keep in touch and make sure you're safe. We got your back so don't worry, ok?" He reassured me. I nod my head and kind of get like warmed up.

"There'll be a getaway car in the front right?" I ask just to make sure. I never did this before so I ask a lot of questions.

"Yeah there will be. These people say they don't call the cops but you can never trust them."

"Going in, in 5 minutes." The speaker says. Carlos hugs me and kisses my temple. He's like an older brother to me and I practically had to beg him for me to help.

"I'll see you on the other side." He says before jumping into the Lamborghini and taking off. I turn around and face the muscle men that will be meeting me on the other side of this warehouse.

"We'll have eyes and ears everywhere to make sure your safe ok? A man by the name Dean will be meeting you in the centre of this warehouse. There he'll give you the drugs and you give him the money. As soon as you hand him the money, run." I nod my head and take another breath. He pats my back and the speaker begins to count down. As soon as it hits one, I run inside.

Heavy chains and sharp metal passes by me. I make a sharp left and then a sharp right before I see multiple men. They stare at me with dark eyes. The point their guns at me before I see the muscle man, Dean. I slowly walk towards him and take off my bag. I sit it on the table and men start to pack it. I guess they know all the hiding spits in the bag too. I take out the money that has been placed in the front zipper of the bag and hand it Dean. He looks at and another man takes the money. I zip up the bag and run. I run as fast as I can and I hear shots being fired. One bullet just missed me.

I run out into the front where I see no one. There's no car and the men are getting closer to me. I then see Mikey's Ferrari speed up. I throw the bag in and jump in. We speed off and I let out the breath I didn't think I was holding in. Everyone cheers and pats my back. The flip phone starts ringing in my pocket and I pull it out. I see that it's Carlos.

"You did good for you first time Ashtyn. Maybe it is a good thing I let you do it. I'll see you soon baby girl, bye." I didn't get a chance to say anything before he hung up. I smile to myself and Mikey takes the phone. Wiping it down and tossing it out the window.

"I'm proud of you Ashtyn. We all doubted you." He says and other people pat me on the shoulder. I can't believe I actually survived that. I'm going to be rich if I keep this up.

We arrive at Carlos's mansion and we park the Ferrari in the underground-hidden parking lot. I climb out of the back seat and walk into the house. I take off my shoes because I feel like I'm going to get his shiny white floors all dirty. I walk into the living room of the mansion and I see Carlos sitting on the couch, watching the baseball game.

Mikey walks in shortly after and starts to empty the bag. I sit on the couch and Carlos hands me a soda. (I'm still 17, so he won't give me a beer.) I pop open the can and take a few sips. I lean back into the soft black leather couch. I love this house and I love my life when I'm around Carlos. It better than at home.

"You did good and I never knew you could run that fast. Next time though, don't make it look suspicious. You almost got shot." He says sliding closer to me. Carlos has a rough past and I get why he's like this now. He took me in when he found out my uncle used to beat me. He got rid of him and I never saw him since. I was probably 14 years old when I first met Carlos. He was 19 at the time and this business he gots going on now was just starting. He told me that I could depend on him and if I ever needed anything that I could come to him for it. He made me a promise that he'll always protect me because my parents were deadbeat anyway.

"I'll take you home now. You deserve sleep." He says as he stands up. I nod my head and walk over to give Mikey a hug before we left. As I walked by everybody else was giving me high fives and patting me on the back.

Mikey handed Carlos an envelope and I mentally become excited. My birthday tomorrow is going to be awesome.

My house is just a few blocks away from Carlos's mansion, so we arrive home faster than I had hoped. We park outside of the dump of a trailer I live in and I turn to face Carlos.

"Thank you again Carlos for letting me do this." I say to him. He smiles at me and hands me the envelope from before. I smile at him and he moves a strand of my hair that has fallen on my face.

"I'll see you tomorrow baby girl. I have a birthday present to show you tomorrow too." He says. I nod my head and put the envelope in my sweater pocket. I lean over and hug Carlos, then kiss him on the cheek. I thank him again before getting out and walking towards my house.

When I walk in, I fall to my knees and I start sobbing. Who the fuck did this?