The Fast And The Furious / jb ° jariana

Chapter 1

KELSEY'S POV

I sat on my bed writing my paper for school. I kept scribbling out words and erasing sentences, trying to make it the best it could be. It's not that I didn't like writing, but no one likes writing about a subject picked my someone else aka my stupid teacher. I heard my mom call me downstairs for dinner. I ended up crumbing the paper I was working on and threw it away. Why do I even try? I crept down the stairs to our kitchen room. I hate my family not wanting to eat at the table like a family, but they always wanted to sit in the living room because that's where the TV was and that's where they could watch the news while they eat. I took my plate that mom had put together for me and walked to the table in the dining room. I sat once again alone at the table. I heard the the newscaster in the living room,

BREAKING NEWS! Gang leader of the Miami Assassin's, Justin Bieber and gang leader of Miami Balla's, Troy Bolton are in custody tonight for street racing charges. Bail is set at $1500 dollars.

I heard the TV get louder. I decided to go see why my dad was so interested in this topic. I walked around the corner to see the two guys mugshots on the screen. I shook my head in disgust. Who is stupid enough to street race around Miami. The newscaster continued,

It's said the rival gang leaders will be released within a few minutes by their fellow members. 

I looked at my dad, "Why is this so interesting to you?"

My dad looked at me. "Because Kelsey, these boys are dangerous. Their gangs are dangerous. I need to always be a step ahead of them. Justin Bieber has murdered his ex girlfriend before because she pushed his buttons. He has no temper."

I rolled my eyes, "They wouldn't dare touch me."

"You say that but I deal with these bastards every day," my dad said convincing me why they would mess with me.

"Why do they do this?" I asked curiously. I couldn't see why they would do this for no reason.

My dad continued, "They either lost their family, or just want loyalty, respect, and dominate the world."

I rolled my eyes loosing interest and walking back to the dining room. I literally had no more appetite. I decided throwing the rest away. I walked back upstairs to see text messages from Camila.

Camila: WE GOT INVITED TO A PARTY TONIGHT. WE HAVE TO GO

Camila: PLEASE SAY YOU WILL GO. PLEASE WE NEVER GET INVITED TO ANYTHING

Camila: IF YOU SAY NO, I WILL HATE YOU FOREVER.

I began replying. Though I knew I wasn't allowed to go out. I could always lie, and say I am going to Camila's for the night and tell my parents that I will be home tomorrow.

Me: Okay but if my parents ask you questions, I'm staying with you at your house for night. Got it?

She replied right back.

Camila: YAY!!!!!!!!!!!!!

I put my phone on my bed. Went to grab a outfit out of my drawers. I slid on my fave pair of shorts along with a pink tank top and a brown pair of sandals. I grabbed my phone and walked back downstairs and sat on the couch next to me dad to wait for Camila. My dad looked at me confused. 

I smiled, "I'm going to stay with Camila tonight. I will be back sometime tomorrow."

My dad was staring at me with his toothpick in his mouth, "You mean you will be back tomorrow morning in time for church."

I groaned, "Okay tomorrow morning."

I hated going to church. Don't get me wrong, I believe in God and Jesus. I believe Jesus died on the cross for my sins, but church was filled with all these goody people. My grand-parents are nothing but religious. I think it was them who made me and my parents go. I think it was because of the time when my mom cheated on my dad with his best friend or I should said his ex best friend now. Plus when my parents were separated at one point, my mom used to work at a strip club. The thought of it made me sick. Plus my dad used to be an alcoholic through the separation. My dad used to verbally abuse me. Then my dad started going to church and then randomly my mom appeared back at home. I still don't know what they did to work it out but who cares now.

I finally heard the horn of Camila's car outside. I kissed my dad and mom on their cheeks and ran out the door. I saw Camila smiling. I opened the door, hopping in the passenger seat. 

"I can't believe I just lied to my parents." I said with certainty that they'd find out.

Camila shook her head in disgust, "Don't be like that."

I glared at her, "By the way, I have to be back by morning."

JUSTIN'S POV

I thrusted one last time into this pretty brunette before we both laid in the bed naked with the sheets over us. This was probably the 5th girl this week. I looked at her who had this big smile on her face. 

She cocked her brow, "Now what baby." 

She leaned in for a kiss. I pushed her forehead back, "Now you leave." 

She shot me a evil glare. She got her clothes back on and ran out the door crying.  I then got my boxers back on and gym shorts. I then stumbled downstairs to the kitchen. 

Dom was sitting at the table, "You going to that party still. The guy who has the gun for our robbery will be there. I will give you money to get."

I snickered, "Or I can get free." Knowing good and well I was more than capable of just killing him for it.

Dom shook his head in annoyance, "Remember this is clean trade."

I ran my hands through my head. "Fine." I growl. "Dom, I hate when you do this shit to me."

"Justin, remember you just got out of jail for racing charges. Let's not get you back in for murdering someone." He said.

I rolled my eyes, "Anything else?"

Dom spoke with seriousness, "Don't let anyone see you get this gun. It's illegal for personal use."

I stared at him, "Is that it?"

"Just don't kill him and don't you dare let a living person see you."

I feel like I am not even a leader sometimes. It's my gang, not Dominic's. I went upstairs to freshen up for this shit fest.