I'm not normal. I'm not girly. I'm not a goody two shoes. I'm bad. I'm you could say like a boy. I'm a criminal.
I'm Alexia DeLaurentis. Your typical 17 year old bad girl. I smoke, do drugs, do crimes and murder people. You could say I'm a criminal.
I live in Westminister, England. Courtsey of London. I am known for the murder of skinning 3 people alive. I am labelled as a crazy psychopath and I don't know why I do what I do. I'm joking, I know why I do these things, but they remain a secret. They all deserve it and I don't regret it one bit.
I don't look like a happy friendly girl. I give death glares to every person who sets sight on me. Let's just say I'm a bummer. My hair is dip dyed red, with tattoos ranging from my chest and down the sleeve of my arms. I wear heavy eye make up to make me more intimidating.
I go to Gatehouse Prison in Westminister and I am known as the most long served person there. I have been in prison for quite a fair while, in and out, since the age of 14. Don't ask about the age and what I did, that will remain in some burnt up letter to my mother who I haven't seen since my first crime. I got taken away from my mother when I continued to do crimes. My mother wasn't aware of what I was doing, she really couldn't care less really. The police took me away from her, since they thought she wasn't looking after me properly and teaching me all the things I'm doing. But that just comes upon myself, I learn everything by myself. There's tv shows for a reason. Logic/10 police please. I was put into foster care. I luckily escaped and now I make money off drugs.
I've been on quite a few hit and runs, ending up with the police giving up because I'm too quick. Sorry, I plan before I make the move. At least I have the sense to plan instead of doing it and getting caught on the spot.
I'm ghetto for my age. Don't ask how I'm like this or how all this started. My Dad was a criminal. My mother didn't know until he ran away from home. I knew and I didn't dare to tell my mother, otherwise I wouldn't be able to see him again. I haven't seen him since, but every now and then he knows when I'm locked up, which is practically all the time. I wanted to trace in my father's footsteps and I wanted my mother to know who she had a kid with. She was clueless and when she found out what my Dad did.
Sometimes, my Dad recorded what he did and showed me. That's how I know a lot of things. Thanks to my Dad, I'm a criminal and I'm not changing back to Mummy's little girl, or should it be Daddy's little girl. Sorry mother, but your family isn't perfect like an angel. You have 2 criminally insane people you love and you're the only one who's normal and a goody two shoes.
Since I got taken away, she hasn't tried to call me at all or just even try make contact. Such a great mother she is. But I'm fine by myself. I make money off drugs and I own my own little apartment which is fancier than my mother's home. Plus, it's in a block of mental people. God I love how I choose to do things with no one having a say.
I get tensed up angrily easily, seeing as people are judging me wherever I go. I have anger management problems and I scare people. That isn't surprising. No one dares to talk to me or speak to me, just look at me. The little wimps.
There are quite a few girls my age in this prison, and they're all, let's just say, terrified of me. Call me a stuck up snob, but I wouldn't blame them. They haven't done things twice as much as I have. My bestfriend, by the name of Riley, is in here for the bashing and killing of elderly people. We're both the same, just do different things to different people. No one talks to us, unless there's a new person and they don't know who they're talking to or dealing with. Let's just see how far things go in here for the next 3 years shall we?
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Hello! Omg I'm so sorry that this chapter is lame as all living hell, but it will get better! Most of you probably just saw the 'nb' but I wanted to add the cover first! Sorry, but I am still going to edit this first then update! Btw, my name is Ingrid and this is my 2nd story. I'm currently writing another one called Tenerife Sea and that's my first story so make sure you go check it out!
-Ingrid xx
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Her Majesty's Pleasure
General FictionAlexia DeLaurentis is known for skinning 3 people. She currently attends Gatehouse Prison in Westminister, England. How will the 3 years sentence turn out?