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The Rule Breakers

Y/N's POV:

We pulled our hoods over our head when we stepped out of the building where our meeting had held just few minutes ago. It was time to go visit at our dealers place after a long time because all stuff had already bought or smoked. Now you probably understood our situation already. Yes, with "we" I meant me and my gang and we lived by selling drugs to innocent people and same time we ruined their life

Streets were still full of cars and people even it was already 11pm. We didn't want to get caught so I decided to lead girls in sidewalk which looked safer to us. There any potential police wouldn't be able to find us. The lane was dark and tarmac under our feet was damp because it had rain earlier today

My gang wasn't so big. There were just few girls behind me following my rules which I placed to them but trust me, I wouldn't be happier of that choice to choose them. They were one of the best for me. Someones had said us that drug selling business wasn't made to girls but nobody could stop you anyways doing that in the end. There was no rules to that who would be a rule breaker, only thing was just that you should understand risks of that before you fall into that

I opened a familiar dark brown door in front of us and we stepped inside. The room was dark and I was barely able to see was the place right but then I heard Arthur's, our drug dealers voice from his room. I started walk toward it and that closer I got that clearer I heard that conversation which he was having with someone

"You!" I heard a familiar voice calling over me and it made me turn my head toward it. I looked that speaker my eyes full of anger and frustration in same time. It was Jonathan and his gang, our biggest enemy so far, which was standing in front of the Arthur's desk and looking at me back

His gaze never left me and I would have wanted to just jump on him and start fight. Since the day one we met we haven't ever liked each others. Two gang leaders in same room wasn't good idea and especially then when our living depended of your dealer which happened to be same for both. So little competiting between us was necessary. Only the best ones survive

"What are you doing here with your useless 'gang'? I thought that last time would have taught you to stay away from this business. This world isn't made for girls like you, darling" His words especially that nickname which he used on me made my blood boil but I tried stay as calm as possible. "Watch out your words" I hissed under my breath and pushed him away in front of the Arthur's desk

"Hey not so fast, sweetheart. Take a waiting number, we had business between still" he pushed me in the side and pointed a chair back of the room. I walked there and sighed. "He's annoying as fuck. I could just wring his neck, just give me a permission to that and I will" one of the girls of mine whispered to me and shared a mean gaze with Jonathan

"No, let that douchebag be. He'll fail anyways so there's no need to fight about it" I said it out maybe a bit too loud because those words made him turn his head over us and he started walk closer to us. He came closer and closer to us and now he was finally right in front of me. He grabbed me by my chin and hissed: "So am I too weak for you?" His deep green eyes were drilled down inside me and he chuckled

"You can't even know how was I would let you to float in better place with my gun. Just one little shot and puff, everything would be gone" he grinned for his own sayings. His breathing hit on my face. Mint, his breath smelled like a mint. I stared him without feeling and not saying anything to him. "Where's your words now, darling? Did you lost your tongue somewhere?" he chuckled and let finally out of his grab. "I'm not your darling" I mumbled under my breath before I told girls that we could come back later

Third POV:

They were leaving but Jonathan's words made Y/N stop on her place and listen: "Yeah, I think so too that you should go. Let professionals do the work, in the end there can't be two gangs in this area anyways. It's time to give up, Y/N" And after she could even notice, that girl of hers (whose name was actually Melanie) who had told Y/N about that how she could wring Jonathan's neck, had attacted against him and she slapped hard against his face. Soon other girls joined with her and a war between was started