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Justin's POV

Kendrick was dead. That was it. At least it was it a few days ago. Yeah, a few days have passed by. The crew has been very quiet and on the down low. They're demanding I speak to them and explain why I did what I did.

I wasn't going to explain anything until I knew how Camilla was doing. She woke up here and there but can't remember anything because she's been knocked up on medication. She slipped into a coma because she didn't get the proper treatment immediately. Everyone was taking in the shooting and all that happened.

A part of me envied Camilla. I was angry that she did what I wanted to do. Yes indeed, I murdered Kendrick but technically Camilla defeated him. She had more balls and guts I ever had when I came in. It's a strong quality she has because Kendrick really broke her and she still managed to do what she has to do in a few months. Where as to mine, it's been years.

Some people got to the scene of Kendrick's death before others. Rumors spreading of the gang should be with a leader named Killa Justin or Killa Cam.  Quite frankly, more people want Killa Cam. I'm his apprentice though. I'm the leader now. It's my team to lead!

"Justin!" Marcel called out.

"It's boss to you now." I said and he made a face but nodded his head.

"The crew wants to talk. Basement now." He said and I looked over at Cam who was still unconscious and left her side.

I walked with Marcel down to the basement where I noticed 1 guy and 1 girl representative from our gang from ALL over the world. Everyone was arguing, rambling, confused, and angry. I continued walking down the stairs and noticed how the blood on the ground still hadn't been cleaned up right. It stained the concrete and needed to be washed down with bleach.

"Justin!"
"You! You were his apprentice!"
"What does this mean?!"
"Why did you kill him?"
"Why is ken dead!"
"You bastard!"

I was getting knocked down left and right. People were furious and I knew they would be but I didn't think this would happen that fast. Everyone kept asking me one legit and same question though, it was time I answered it.

"Who will lead 24K, and do the other gangs know that Kendrick is dead?"

Camilla's POV

I was in a huge amount of pain. I don't feel like he stabbed me where I could've lost an artery or something. I never knew Anatomy much but I'm pretty sure something's not right internally because I shouldn't be in THIS much pain.

I looked down at my wound to realize I had surgery performed on me. I had no idea when this happened, or how long ago it happened. I had an IV bag and by the looks of it, I needed it so I decided to just keep it in. I walked around only to see an empty warehouse. Was this it? Did they all leave me here to die. Was this no longer the warehouse or where I had murdered their leader? Did they choose to finally run?

"Ow.." I held the side of my stomach where I had been stabbed. I knew I should just go back to the bed, but if they left me here to die then so be it. I was going to make sure I wasn't the only one here. So if I do die, then I'll die alone and in peace.

I opened the door to see the most eyes to ever look at me all at once. I had never seen so many gang members in a room. Justin was talking but I obviously stopped him and then he continued.

"I will lead 24K. Yes I may be young, but I was his apprentice. Things will change around here. Kendrick did many things we all didn't like. I had been planning to do this for years. He gave me a family when I had none, but he was an evil man. He may be your leader but he was never mine. Now you have 1 of 2 options.." Justin stated and then glanced over at me for a quick second.

"You can join me, be a part of my team.. or you can get the hell out while you can. All these hostages and killing innocent people will stop. We fight and defend our turf, we do what we have to do to keep our locations running. We speak of nothing about what happened a week ago. We continue to be united. . And as for the other gangs knowing about Kendrick. They know nothing but the fact that he was very ill. He was dying of his own sickness and it finally caught up to him in his last breaths. You all have a choice now, I hope you make the right one. "

He was now looking at me, they all looked at me. I could tell they were all thinking what to do with me so I started going back up the stairs. I knew what to do with me but what was Justin going to decide to do. He was now a leader and he took credit for killing Kendrick when in reality it was I who shot him. Not once, but twice. I have the stab wound to prove it. I killed him. He was gone. I killed him. . I want now fighting a battle no one could save me from. A battle between me, myself, and I. And everything started going black again. I knew I shouldn't have left the bed. I was afraid because I didn't know where I would be when I woke or, let alone if I wanted to wake up.

Justin's POV

I left everyone to discuss my speech down at the basement while I went back upstairs. I made it the the door where I saw Cam on the floor with her blood all over the ground. I started to panic because I didn't want her to die. She is the reason I am where I am at. I'm 5 years ahead of where I planned on killing Kendrick. I immediately helped her up and took her to the bed where I had my people work on her. Because I couldn't do anything now, I was the leader and had people do things for me. Not me doing things for them.

And so I waited. I waited to see if Cam would be okay, because truthfully I didn't have to put up a front anymore. I had feelings for Cam, I cared about her. I might have even fallen in love with her but I couldn't do anything about it, if she wasn't alive. So I had to wait, and until then.. I had to decide if she was going to stay with me or not.