Jinxed

Chapter 1

Natalie

"Mom!" I yelled down the stairs. I began walking down the stairs when she yelled back up, "What!"

I walked down the stairs and my mom was standing at the island pouring a glass of wine. "How do I look?" I asked smiling and spinning in my tight blue dress that stopped about five inches above my knee and had a strappy back.

My mom sighed and said, "Please be careful, you look very pretty."

My mom had straight blonde hair and bright blue eyes but ever since my dad died her eyes and lost their brightness and her hair was always a mess.

"Mom, I'm nineteen I will be OK, are you gonna be OK?"

She shrugged And took a sip of her wine. "Have fun baby" she gave me a hug and than I grabbed my purse and walked outside locking the door behind me.

I got in my black Audi and headed for the club. A couple of my friends were taking me out tonight, my mom wasn't the only depressed one. My dads death took a toll on us all.

Omar's POV

"DAMMIT ANDRE!" I slammed my hand down on the table.

"Boss I'm sorry, she was faster than we thought." Andre tried to defend himself but it just pissed me off even more.

"Where is she gonna be tonight?"

"Magic City, she's working tonight." He said.

I grabbed my nine millimeter and said, "Let's go, I'm giving her the night off."

Natalie's POV

I pulled Into the parking lot and my friends, Amiah and Latasha where standing by the entrance to Magic City.

It was our favorite hang out spot, well our favorite club.

I got out of my car and walked to them.

"Aye biatch!' Amiah slurred.

"She's already wasted?" I asked Latasha.

She nodded and Amiah grabbed my wrist and we all went inside.

The song break the bitch down by Kevin Gates was playing.

"I'll get drinks!" Amiah volunteered, and before we could protest she was gone.

Me and Latasha walked over to the lounge and sat down.

"So how are you going?" She asked.

"About as good as I can be," I chuckled and Amiah came back with shots and I swallowed one.

"Let's go dance!" Latasha grabbed my hand and I took another shot and got up but Amiah jumped in my seat and started working on the shots.

"What's up with her?" I asked.

We walked out to the dance floor and She said, "Marcus beat her ass and than dumped her, that's why she's wearing the jacket."

Amiah's boyfriend Marcus liked to hit her. He was a meth head, Amiah was way to pretty for him. She had long natural hair that reached her thick ass. She had good assets, from her boobs to her ass and she was slim. We were all like that. Out of all of us I had the smallest of everything. Except my ass.

We started dancing, taking a few shots here and there. But than the shots started ringing out. I hand went over my mouth and I started clawing at the hand that had me.

I was going to die. The mans other hand had a gun and her was shooting at the woman on the stage.

She fell to the ground but he kept firing, me and everyone else kept screaming. Than I felt the cold barrel of the gun hit my head.