Of all the days to do shit, it had to be today. On New Year's Eve. I guess my year. Started with a bang. Who knew I'd be in the middle of this.
Cricket chirps.
Okay so everyone did. But seriously. I'm hours away from the gang meeting and this is what those assholes plans.
Okay, let's start from the beginning.
In the beginning of time, God created the heaven and earth.
Okay not that far. Let's start with my in counter with Layla.
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Walking into the kitchen I froze, tilting my head to the left then the right. Pacing back out of the kitchen, stopping a few feet away from the door. I exhale and nod before entering the kitchen once more.
Okay maybe I did walking into an parallel universe. Curse you Berry Alien.
"Good morning, Valeria" my father chirps, laying out pancakes. Don't we have maid's for this shit.
"Isn't this fun, want a flapjack V" Layla chime, handing me a plate of flapjacks.
"I want to flapjack your face, bitch" I grumble to myself.
"What's that sweetheart" my father ask.
"Nothing" I fake a smile, grabbing the plate from Layla. I roll my eyes, walking into the living room. As shit, you think I'll eat it. Opening the front door, walking to the trash can and depose of the poison. Looking up and down the road. I shrug, spotting a black Ranger Rovers on the other side of the street.
Since I got back, Blaze has had me on twenty-four/seven watch. So in those cars are red devil's best. Meaning Lucifer was serious about the watch. Making my way back inside, I saw my father and Layla in the living room watching cartoons together.
"It's time for her to go" I mumble, jogging up the stairs. Entering my room, I head first to the shower. Soaking in my strawberry body wash, and washing my hair with lavender shampoo.
Tonight the night we meet with the other gangs an form an alliance. Hopefully everything goes well and we can get rid of the freeloaders. From what I hear, the other gangs are having problems with them too. So this should be a snap.
Stepping into my closet, putting in the code for my secret closet. Picking out a black knee length heels, black high waist cotton shorts with a white lace tank top and tall black cotton vest. Straightening my hair and adding light make up. Loading my pistols, checking the safety before dropping one in each of my heels, one in the back of my shorts and check the blade on the bottom of my heels.
Picking up my buzzing phone, checking the message. I smile.
Blaze- I'm outside, you ready to go.
Me- yes I'm coming
Sending my reply, I grab my black vintage mate bag, dropping my phones in and left to meet Madison and the guys by the front door.
"Where are you guys going, it's the New year, we should be counting down together" my father smile, walking over to where we are. I narrow my brows, looking him over carefully. He was dressed in a simple dark jeans and plain loss tee.
Well there's no oxygen shortage to his brain.
I was a bit surprised at his question and his stupid assumption. I've never spend New years at home let alone with him, so why the sudden interest. Glancing over his shoulder, I saw the bitch smirking. Oh how I want to smack it off.
"No thanks, we have better things to do tonight" Madison said, opening the door.
"We're a family, we should be together on such occasions" he said.
"Your so right" I said dramatically, resting my hands on my hip. "like how we're always together on valentines days, Easter, Thanksgiving, Halloween, Christmas, oh and most importantly our birthday"
My dad's never celebrated anything with us, not even our own birthday. Since I can remember, I've never seen my dad home on any holiday. If he is, he's locked away in his office, like Rapunzel in her tower. He never comes out till he's leaving again.
His face fell.
"Stop pretending to care about us, you never did. You have her to keep you company, leave us alone," Madison hiss, stroking out of the house, I could tell the boys wanted to say something, but instead they shook their heads and walked out behind Madison. Looking over my father and the bitch once more, I turn on my heels and head out.
Walking over to Blaze who was talking to Tyreek. An by the looks of it, it wasn't something friendly. On seeing me his gaze soften. I smile, pulling him into a hug. Pulling back I gazed into his blood red eyes, watching as they change back their natural color.
"What's wrong" I ask softly.
"Nothing that you should worry about cupcake, let's get going" he said, opening the car door for me.
The party wasn't just for the gang meeting, it was also a wild party for crazy teens. The party's what you'd call a cover, so it doesn't look suspicious.
Arriving at the house, I wasn't surprised on the amount of cars that are scattered on the lot and the amount of drunk teens running around either half naked are in a bikini.
I wasn't in the mood to be touched by drunk teens. I glance over at Blaze who was reloading his pistol. I shrug, stepping out of the car meeting Chad and the rest of my inner gang at the front of the house. Blaze soon joined us and made our way inside. Blaze took me by the hand and led me to the kitchen, wish was surprising empty, except for Derrick and Nathan debating over vodka flavor.
I roll my eyes, looking over at Blaze who was now in the fridge.
"Val, what are you doing here" Nathan smile, raising his bottle of vodka at me. I shrug.
"Let me guess Ace called you" Derrick point out. Wait Ace is here.
It's time polluelo
Shout up, I'll do it....
"Here" Blaze says, handing me a beer, I smile, taking a sip.
"Why's he here" Derrick hiss, pointing towards Blaze.
"It's a free world" I said, pulling Blaze by the hand, out of the kitchen and up the stairs towards KB's study. Yes this is KB's house.
Entering the his study, I was surprised by the simple design. The walls and the furniture's were oak brow, black leather chairs and couch. Everyone was gathered in the small room, occupying a chair, are the couch. The chair behind the desk was the only chair remaining.
Blaze took the lead, taking the chair and placed me in his lap, his arms snaked around my waist.
"Eyes off my girl" Blaze hiss, causing all the guys to divert their gaze.
My over protective dulce corazón
I smirk, wrapping my arms around his neck, resting my head on his shoulder.
"Let's begin" he deadpan, sliding his hand up and down my leg.
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The Good Girls Secret (COMPLETE) Editing
Teen Fiction(Secret series #1) Meet Valeria Lockhart, the good girl that has it all. At school she's the nerd. "Pick it up vilora" she hisses, pushing my head back. At home she's the good girl. "How was school g...
