" I don't want to be the leader" I said looking down at my feet. My voice cracked as I said those words knowing what was going to happen next. I shouldn't have said that because at that moment my father looked up at me from his desk, got up abruptly and walked over to me. He lifted my chin up harshly and with his free hand he slapped me hard across the face. tears started to accumulate in my eyes as the sting from the impact started to get more and more painful.
"Don't you ever say that again, you were brought into this world by mistake and now I have to deal with you becoming the new leader. If only you were a fucking boy this would be so much easier." He screamed as his dark eyes angered eyes stated into my innocent soul.
I was a mistake, at least that's what I've been told my whole life. Since the founder of the Hellish all of their children were male, and even if they had a female there would be a male sibling as well. Not for me though, I was an only child, abused and spat on for being a girl. Now my father was at the end of his leadership, he wasn't that old but he was sick. He was going to be killed in four hours, at the same time as I was going to be given the Title of a word known gang. I, at sixteen would have to murder innocent lives, or at least I thought they were.
"say something!" he spat
" I'm sorry" I didn't look at him,I was scared of him and I have been my entire life.
2 years later....
" WHERE ARE THE NEW GUNS!" I yelled at calla
"I-I d-o"
" stop stuttering, when you speak to me you speak properly, now I asked you a question that better be answered within a minute because I have a meeting with the Ghastly in an hour and if I don't have proper weapons.." I walked closer to her and whispered into her ear
" I will slit your throat and leave you here to rot and die" I heard her gulp from fright and I took a step back.
" they're-umm- in the um back umm Miss..."
" Brea, remember that name."
I walked over to the back where all of our weapons were stored. Girls were running around polishing guns, sharpening knives and swords. Ever since my father died, my confidence was high and I felt like a leader, I completely changed the rules the Hellish have been following for years. Now the gang was full of women, powerful women. Of course I was still rivals with the Ghastly, those fucking scums disgust me, every time we have meeting they end up trying take one of my girls for their pleasure. Yet they haven't learned that I taught my girls well. There was one incident where one of their men tried groping Elora, my strongest and closest member and she ended up kicking him in his balls so hard that the man couldn't fuck a girl properly anymore. It's a story I laugh at hard just thinking about it.
"Brea they're here" I heard Elora scream
Everything got chaotic, all the girls started grabbing weapons and getting into their positions. Some guarded the door, some stood on the sides, hiding with their guns aimed at the door. Elora and I were standing in the middle.
All of a sudden we see the doors open abruptly, and all of my member aim their guns at the men walking into our home. I spot a curly haired boy walking towards Elora and I.
"hello brea" he has a devilish smile plastered across his face, my gun still point in front of me .
