And I Darken

Chapter 2

"The woman who does not require validation from anyone is the most feared individual on the planet." - Mohadesa Najumi

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"Alright, ladies. Homework. Let me-"

Right during our class, a group of three guys decided to barge in by kicking the door strongly. Everyone gasped at the intrusion. I sat up straighter, noticing that the boy in the middle dressed in all black was the same one who was threatening Anissa and Jennifer in the front of the school.

And that same exact asshole also happened to be my dumbass cousin, Will.

I recognized the other two males in the room as my uncle's drug-selling lackeys. Idiots, the lot of them.

"Excuse me? I'm talking to you."

Pushing past Anissa, Will pulled out a gun from the waistband of his pants and pointed the weapon towards Jennifer. I sucked in a breath, keeping my head down low in case any of them recognized me.

"Remember me?"

"I'm not afraid of The One Hundred." Jennifer, darling. That is honestly not something you should say to a boy who looks ready to pull the trigger at any second.

"Bitch, you should be."

"Get your hands off of her!" The other two lackeys in the room had a hold of a struggling Anissa while Will handled an unmoving Jennifer. I'm pretty sure that even throughout all of his idiotic schemes, Uncle Lala isn't just yet someone who would interrupt a class from a school he used to go to. Especially since he's on what he would call 'good terms' with Principal Jefferson.

"Let's go. Come on."

Without the three noticing, I immediately took out my phone from my pocket and tried to find Principal Jefferson's number. It wasn't that hard to do since the only numbers saved in my phone were Uncle Lala's, Principal Jefferson, and the asshole my uncle works for.

I pressed down on his number and lowered the sound on my phone so that the others wouldn't hear it ringing. As the two were being dragged out, the class of girls pushed their way out of the room to watch everything happening. Lucky for the guys, the hallway wasn't crowded like how it would be on a regular day.

"Mr. Pierce?" I questioned as he answered. I could hear him on the other line about to speak up, but I gave him no time to say a word. "Anissa and Jennifer were just kidnapped by The One Hundred."

"What the hell are you talking about?"

"I mean exactly what I said. The guy from earlier came back with two of his friends, pulled a gun out on us, and then took your daughters while we were still in class." I rushed out my explanation as best as I could. In no time, he hung up the phone. I could only imagine that he was probably running off to the nearest police station to get them back.

If I could help, I would. However, I made a promise to myself that I would stay out of all business with Uncle Lala's gang. I even took a risk just now in calling Principal Jefferson about this, but he deserved to know. Those were his only children after all.

-_-

When he came home, Uncle Lala completely ignored me and headed straight for the bathroom. I didn't mind it so much, actually feeling joyous in the fact that he wasn't feeling up to the challenge of bothering me tonight. What I did notice, however, was the fact that his favorite tracksuit was now soiled in blood.

I cringed away, hating the smell of blood and drugs that engulfed my nostrils. Even though I should've been used to it since I grew up around people like him, I still could never stomach the ache I felt every time I came around it.