"Dad's just left!"Gabriel entered my room. His blonde fringes hung into his face and gave him this smooth look. His black shirt was unbuttoned and showed a little sixpack.
"I know!"I answered and looked back into my book. My brother came closer.
"Mind if I also go out?"Gabriel asked.
"Nah"I muttered. He was eighteen, he could do what he wanted. But he anyway felt like he had to look after me, his helpless naive little sister...
"But you stay home!"my brother said. How I hated it when he acted like he was my father.
"Of course Al!"I shouted annoyed. "Now get outta my room!"
"Yes my dear! Have a nice evening, Savage!"Gabriel replied calmly and turned towards the door. I held up my middlefinger. Gabriel didn't see.
So it was half past 8pm and I sat on my couch and watched TV. There was a criminal movie about two gangsters who wanted to kill the president. It was one of the worst movies I've ever seen. The actors weren't talented at all. Bored, I switched to an other channel.
Thank god there was someone to guide me out of this prosy evening. My telephone rang. I picked it up.
"Hallo?"
"Cmoan gurl, get ready, mama's going to come round and then we be painting the town!" I smiled.
"Mariah, you are my rescue!"
"I know, hun, but now put on your stuff and wait for me to arrive! Can you hear the boys out there yelling for us?"
Ohhh god, that was Mariah. Loud, selfconfident and cheeky. She knew what she wanted and took what she wanted. I also heard, that she already killed a man, in order of the clan. I never dared to ask her, if that was true.
We were like day and night, but yet best friends.
"Okay, but I'm not allowed to go out tonight"I said precarious.
"Gurl, you see the shit I give on what you are allowed to?!"Mariah replied.
"But my dad-"
"Your dad won't notice that you are gone. Trust me, sweetie!"She cut me off. I sighted. How did Mariah always manage to convince me?
"Alright. But only till midnight."
"Perfect! Ill be right at yours!"
Sooooo another thing I need to explain: When Mariah and I went out, it's not like other girls do. We don't go to discos or parties. We were raised separate from all the 'normal' people. So the clubs and bars we were going have been places with peer people, such as everyone in our families. I mean gangsters.
The bars Mariah prefered were called 'Night Paradise', 'Chicago' and 'Club 30's'.
This night we ended up at Club 30's. It was an inconspicuous building in a dark street, 20minutes from my house. The entry was signed with an old sign, which said Club 30's. This place was in a area of the city, I wasn't allowed to go. I knew how angry my dad would get, if he'd know that I've been breaking one of his major rules. But in Mariah's presence I always got this rebellious attitude.
Now we were standing in front of the bar, me in a black dress and Mariah, wearing a red, short lacy dress and having her sassy curls messy. I felt very unattractive next to her. She was just so pretty. And I was...average.
"Baby, why ain't you smiling?"Mariah put her finger under my chin and lifted my head. "Cmoan gurl, we'll have a nice evening, no place for sad grumpy faces!" I smiled. Mariah grabbed my hand, opened the door and we went into the bar.
The room was high and had a seductive red light. There was a billiard table, a cocktail bar and a band playing. Men in black suits drinking whiskey. Everyone of them had a pistol on his belt. This wasn't scaring me at all. Gabriel and dad also carried weapons, no matter if they were in the streets or sleeping.
Mariah and I sat down on a table and it didn't take long until a crowd of guys formed around us.
No, actually around Mariah. All of them talked to her, no one even looked at me. I tried my best to keep a happy face while she was flirting with all these guys. I drawed little circles with my fingertips onto the tabletop. I heard Mariah laughing, watched her running her hands up some guys sleeve and enjoying to be the center of attention. Minutes passed. After half an hour, where Mariah had only spoken one or two words with me, I decided to go. I thought this evening would be fun. Mariah said this would be fun. Well, she had fun...
Right as I was about to grab my purse and leave, I heard a voice saying:
"Hey, mind if I sit next to you?"
I'm extremely tired and think I'm gonna be ill...
I am not sure if this chapter is good... please tell me your opinion in comments and rate if you like it:)
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Blue Gangsta~A Criminal Lovestory MJ
Fanfic"I read about something like this. It was a play by Shakespeare. Romeo and Juliet. At the end both were dead. It would surprise me, if this here would end different..."
