I groan, shifting uncomfortable. Surprisingly my bed isn't very comfy. I eyes shot opening, taking in my surroundings. I was in a medium size room.
I groan, trying to move my hands but to no avail. Feeling a cold metal around my wrist, I glanced up to see the my hands were handcuffed to the bedframe.
"Crab muffin" I curse, rolling on my stomach, an crawled on my knees to sit. I groan, trying to tug at the cuff. Feeling my stomach turn, I groan, collapsing on the bed with my head hanging off, I puked.
Wiping my mouth on the sheet, I pushed myself up in a sitting position. Hearing the door open, I looked over my shoulder to see a blonde boy, looked to be ten walking over to me.
"Your awake" he says, standing on the opposite side of the bed.
"Yes I am little boy, now go get one of the men" I said, he growl.
"I'm a grown ass man you bitch"
"You look like ten, now go get your daddy" I hiss sweetly, narrowing my brows.
"I'm twenty four FYI" he smirk, my jaw drop. I blinked once, then twice. No freaking way.
"You know FYI" I ask, okay I'm astonished by his age but I've never heard a grown ass man say FYI. Especially one in a gang.
"I'm not an old bat" he says, pushing himself up on the bed. I burst into laughter. He chuckles.
"You remind me of those small cubes I saw in leap frog.... What are they called again" I laugh, trying to remember the name.
"Your so short you could fit in a kids toy car" I snort, he groans.
"Your so short you make a bulldog look like a giant" I laugh.
"Okay that's enough" he says, standing on the bed with duck tap in his hand.
"But I was just getting to the good stuff" I pout, kicking his foot from under him, he flipped over landing in my puke.
"You smell" I said, cringing my nose. He groan, pushing himself up. Seeing the puke, I gagged, growling at my rumbling stomach.
"I'm going to take a-" before he could finish I puked on his shirt. He growl, stomping out off the room. Holding my head down, I reached for common pin in my hair. Slowly picking the locks.
Hearing slight creak, I glance over at the door to see a man looked to be in his twenties, with mist black hair, brown eyes and slim figure.
"Now I know why Desmond is a barf bag" the man chuckle, pulling out the office chair from under the desk.
Rolling my eyes, turning my back to him.
"I see why the boss wants you" he said, I didn't have to look to know he's smirking.
Smug asshole
"No a fence, but I'm a bit too young for Alister" I shrug, picking at the lock.
"One, learn to have respect, an two, Alister's not in charge anymore" I froze, opening the cuffs, I turn to face him.
"So he's been replaced" I ask, a bit curious.
"More like he stepped down, and his replacement is very fond of you little princessa" he said bluntly, pushing myself to the edge of the bed, reaching I to my boot. Pulling out my knife, I heard a safety being pulled.
Glancing up, I saw him pointing a gun at me. I smirk, knowing I have the advantage.
"We both know your not stupid" I smirk, looking back down at my heel before standing upright.
"I'm daring love, I can do as I please" he smirk, narrowing my brows, I smirk. Standing, taking slow deadly steps towards him. Not breaking eye contact.
"Your boss wants me alive, if I die, you die, then my people will kill your family" I said bluntly, trailing the point of my blade along his jaw line and down his chest.
"I'm not afraid to die" he said, I snort, kneeing him where the sun doesn't shine. He groan, reaching to grab his crotch. Grabbing the gun, I side kicked him, and stabbed in the chest.
Pulling out my blade I snort, "An I'm not innocent" I mumble, stepping over his lifeless body. Slowly opening the door, looking up and down the hall.
Stepping out, slowly closing the door and head down the hall, looking around every now and then.
"Hey" I heard someone yell, I spun around, coming face to face with a man with red hair and blue eyes glaring at me.
I smile sweetly, turning on my heels and ran. Sliding down the stairs railing, I could hear his footstep not far behind.
Reaching the bottom step, I jumped off the railing. Running through what looks like the family room. Pulling the safety, shooting a blonde running towards me. Spinning around, I threw my blade. Spun around and ran for the door.
The door burst open, revealing too blonde smirking at me. I smirks, pulling the trigger at one but missed due to the sharp pain in my arm. Grabbing my arms, I could feel a warm liquid running down my arm. Removing my hand, I saw blood on my hand. Looking to my left I saw a browned hair man aiming at me.
"Drop the gun princess" he exclaims, I threw my head back and laughed. Lifting my hand and shot him in the head before shooting the two running towards me.
"I listening the no one" I smirk, hearing someone clear their throat, I spun around and was greeted by darkness.
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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...
