Girl Gang

Chapter 7 - The truth be told

After mine and Ravens eventful training sessions we headed back to the gang house.

"So where did you really learn how to fight?" Raven asked with a sincerer voice.

" I ..... I don't know if I should tell you." I stuttered.

"Ok why don't we discuss it over some food?"

(We go to the kitchen and have the cook prepare us some lunch.)

"So now that your full up, where did you really come from?" Raven leant forward leaning on his elbowse his eyes locked on mine. Oh shit that has really brought back memories.

"Well, this is really hard to say but I kind of grew up fighting and literally every day if I didn't fight I would never of survived," I start off my fake story slowly without confidence but then manage to become more into it.

"So as I said I was born Friday the 13th of January 1997, I had all older brothers." This was actually really easy."I then realised that I would have to fight for everything so started to practice fighting." I was talking as if my life story was a fairy tale but honestly it was far from it.

"The end."

Raven looked at me slightly puzzled for a second "So your saying that you learned to shoot a gun perfectly and fight like a pro to get what you want with your brothers.

"Yep." I said poping the P. The thing about lying is that you have to have a trace of truth. Like I did have to fight to get what I wanted and I had sort of evil older brother as a child they were just not related to me by blood, they were gangsters and worshipers of my fathers.(When I said father I actually meant my father not God.)

I actually wanted to tell him the truth about my brothers not being related by blood for some reason but I knew it would only make my lies more complicated.

"Yeah well I moved around for a couple years then settled down in Crystal City."

(Crystal City is the setting which I made up it was originally mining land that's why I said Crystal)

"So what about your parents then?"

"My parents weren't all that ... what word would you use?..... They sort of believe in tough  love."

Raven sighed a look of acknowledgement slipping in to his eyes.

"Why do you look so sad? I don't like pity." I told him.

"No no no,I don't pity you rather  the opposite actually. I feel like I can sort of relate." Raven shook his head slowly looking off into the distance.

"Ok. Well I have nothing to worry about anymore there both dead." It was true both of my parents have been dead for nearly five years.

"Oh. Usually I would say I'm sorry to hear but they seemed to deserve it after what they made you go though."

My heart skipped a beat at that. He actually cares. The truth in his voice can't be faked.

"Yeah. My mother wasn't too bad but she stood by my father. She died giving birth to my little brother. My father was killed by some person that was pissed off with him."

That some person is the present leader of the Eagle gang now. I killed my father.