A/N: Hey guys, just thought I'd write a little quick intro to y'all. Hope you liked chapter one enough to continue reading! I starting writing this when I was 16 or so (and I'm like 18 now lmao), so the first few chapters may be a little bleh but I hope you still like it.
Okay now handing over to you, Chapter 2 (I swear I didn't mean for that to rhyme)
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"Vallorie!" Damien shouted trying to keep up with me, but I just ignored him. "Vallorie!" I ignored him again. "Damn it Minsetta! Slow the fuck down and just stop!" He shouted once more, but this time, I actually stopped.
"What?!" I shouted, spinning around to face him.
"Just calm down okay?" He said, slowly walking towards me.
"How the fuck do you expect me to calm down! Have you seen who is on their side!" I shouted, pushing him away from me and then walked to the passenger seat of the car.
"Yes I have. If you can't remember, I was right there next to you!" He said in a 'duh' tone.
"Just unlock the car." I spat. Damien then pulled his car keys out of his pocket and then clicked the unlock button. I sat myself in the passenger seat and then pulled out the money.
"Are you scared?" Damien asked as he started the car.
"I never get scared." I lied, staring blankly ahead, "Are you going to start the car?" I spat making him put his hands up in defence.
The whole car trip was made up of me splitting up the money and thinking about what may happen in the future. Mine and Damien's group was never as strong as Kyle's. No matter how fierce we were, we could never match him even though we tried. Now, it seems highly impossible, there's no use trying.
Damien and I are the leaders of our gang. We only have a four people, counting Damien and I, and Kyle has six, well, seven now. Damien and I are a few weeks off from gaining a new member.
At the moment, I am the only female gang member in this whole town that I know of. At first, I was scared that many people would try things on me, but now I'm not so afraid. Sure everyone fears Luke Demarco, and sure I feared him a bit as well; but I wasn't going to let him get to me.
After a few minutes, Damien finally came to a halt in front of my humble home.
"Vallorie don't let him get to you." Damien just before I got out of the car.
"Don't worry. There's no fucking way that I will ever let him get to me." I spat and then slammed the car door shut. I was beyond pissed right now. As I made it to my porch, I grabbed my house keys and unlocked the front door.
"Vallorina? Is that you?" I heard my mum ask as I entered the house. My mum is the only one who calls me by my full first name.
"Yes." I responded, hanging my jacket on the coat hanger by the door.
"Can you come in here for a second?" She called. I made my way into the lounge room where I found my mum sitting on the couch with the remote in her hand, "Okay good. I can't find the 'un mute' button. I found 'mute' but I can't find 'un mute'." She then brought her glasses to rest on the bridge of her nose while she searched for the non existent, 'un mute' button.
"Mum, there is no such this as an un mute button on our remote," I laughed, taking a seat next to her, "If you want to take the TV off of mute then you just have click the mute button." I explained, taking the remote off of her and bringing the TV back to its normal volume.
"Oh. Well, that explains it." She said and I couldn't help but laugh again. At the current moment, it's just my mum and I. My mum told me that my dad left her while she was pregnant with me. I couldn't bare to imagine how hard that must have been for her.
I actually also have an older brother, but him being at the age of 26, he found a new life in New York with his wife, Sarah and son, James. Mum and I have been living alone for eight years now. Jeremy, my older brother, moved to the big city when he was only eighteen; I was nine at that time. When Jeremy moved, mum was not herself. She never wanted him to move and I heard it all with the countless amount of arguments that her and my brother had.
The last time I saw Jeremy was last year when him, Sarah and James family came down for Christmas. Judging from the past, it seems like him and my mum never got along. That Christmas was so awkward. I used to be close with Jeremy, but when he hit the age of sixteen; he was never home, and that was when our brother-sister relationship began to fade. I never knew where he went off too, but I just assumed that it was parties or something.
Cutting away from my thoughts, I looked at the clock and realised that it was almost midnight. It's not normal for my mum to stay up so late. Maybe she lost track of time.
"Okay well I'm going to get to bed." I spoke standing up from the comfortable position that I had on the couch.
"Okay honey, sweet dreams." My mum responded, drawing her attention back to the TV.
I then made my way upstairs and to my room and I had to admit, my bedroom was the best. It consisted of a queen size bed, a full length mirror that took up one whole wall and it would be horrible for me not to mention the walk-in-robe and an ensuite.
This was actually my brothers old room, but when he shipped himself to another country, it became mine. My old room is now storage room, but we like to call it a spare bedroom so guests feel welcome.
Damien is the only friend that occasionally stays here. He normally sleeps over whenever he has an argument with his family; some of those times have been times that my mum didn't know of. She doesn't really like Damien as she thinks that he's a 'bad influence'. I guess she's just scared that I'd turn out like Jeremy. The only difference between my brother and I is the fact that I could never see myself drifting apart from my mum.
As I snuggled underneath the warm comfort of my bed, I found myself thinking about Luke Demarco. He doesn't seem like one to care about all the crimes he has committed. He seems pretty laid back and doesn't seem to have any care in the world.
Just as I was about to drift off into a peaceful slumber, an idea popped into my head. Damien and I could have the most powerful group; but first, I have to uncover all of Luke Demarco' secrets, find out who he really is. I could use this as their weakness.
Luke Demarco has to be someone other than a master-mind criminal.
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Teen Fiction"He's a dark angel and a happy lost soul; and this is what confuses me about him. I'm so captivated by him and I just can't find who he really is." ---- Vallorie Minsetta is a member of a gang. Being a part of such a minority means that she is force...
