The Double Life

Prologue: The Day You Can't Forget

(This is my first original story if you don't like it you don't have to read it this book will contain Violence and Mature content. If gore upsets you turn away now. Also, our main character and his family are Hispanic American, so there will be times where Spanish is spoken I'll be putting an * after each one and going up in numbers each time. Anyway, I hope you all enjoy.)
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It was the first day of summer and I was getting ready to take Audrey to the park. Audrey, my little sister, is about ten years old, she has gorgeous long dark brown hair, hazel eyes, and her tan skin on her beautiful round face was perfect. She wore a red polo with a black skirt and a black vest with her favorite purple light up sneakers. The beautiful golden locket with the AIS written in beautiful cursive but hidden inside is a picture of her and her favorite brother, that would me, Apollo... Apollo Salazar, I'm the oldest in the Salazar family which ranges from 17 to 1.
  I was born with a genetic mutation so unlike my siblings with their dark hair mine is blue, why, I don't know the doctors couldn't explain it. I can't dye it or bleach it but I roll with it no one says anything it's probably because of my family name.
Salazar a family that is loaded with cash, but the way they got it you don't wanna know. I have my dad's green eyes and his "perfect bone structure", I have my mother's curly hair and perfect smile. My hair is in a slicked back undercut, I'm wearing a Pink Floyd shirt with my letterman jacket and jeans with red vans. It took five minutes for me to realize she was impatiently waiting upon my bed.
"You ready to go?" she jumped as my loud voice rang about the room. I couldn't help but laugh as she jumped up and started hitting me repeatedly. "Audrey, please! No! I give! I give! I'm sorry!" I was laughing the whole time I spoke as the little girl climbed on my back, obviously ready to leave the house.
We were walking down the road making jokes and laughing having fun. Not a care in the world, certainly not expecting what would happen in exactly 35.672 minutes and counting, before that happens let me explain what happened last Tuesday.
               I had no idea why Principal Walker needed to see me. I'm a good kid, A+ student, and I've been the quarterback for Hamilton varsity team for three years. Why would a good kid get called to the office?
              "Mr.Salazar, I have been informed that you have been the one that spray painted the nude Miss Braxton on the gymnasium." He looked mad and I was getting there, too, I knew who did it because I knew his affiliation.
               "That was Thomas Larson! He's been having sexual relations with her all year in her science lab. She cut him off last month and he lost it. He's also been selling drugs to the students at the school." Not long after that left my mouth I saw Thomas and Miss Braxton being escorted out of Hamilton High in handcuffs.
I was pushing Audrey on the swing as a crimson Mustang 1969 slowly drove past the park. The paint job wasn't original, they didn't sell a 1969 in Crimson. The window rolled down as I became fixated on Audrey. She shrieked in joy as I pushed her higher and higher. A loud crack echoed throughout the park. Audrey wasn't even able to let out a scream. She fell limply to the ground, the red of her shirt darkening with blood. The soil turned red as a small pool of blood formed. I reached, for her but she just got further and further away. I snapped back into reality to an officer shining a flashlight into my eyes. "You ok, kid?" I nodded my head yes as he lowered the flashlight. Her body was no longer visible. The thick, plastic of the body bag hid her last expression of joy from me.
                ~Time skip~
The raindrops rolled down the edges of my umbrella. It happened so fast that I couldn't have done anything about it, or to stop it. The preacher finished the blessing at the grave site and made his way to come to speak to me. He set his hand upon my shoulder and said to me in a hushed tone, "Don't let yourself get caught up with bad people, son. I'm sorry for your loss. The church is always open to you."
     I denied it happening for the longest time, but now... I want them dead. I knew I could live a double life. I will have their heads. They took her innocent, beautiful, lively soul and now I'll take their cruelty and set it to rest. I will stop at nothing until they are all ready to give their last breath.
              Now six months have passed since the accident. I've started my senior year in high school. My 18th birthday was a month and a half ago, October 16th to be exact. I've been keeping a low profile with the other side of my life. So far, no one knows about my officiations with my dad's "business." We are just sugar transportation drivers. I work as a waste disposal agent. My school friends, Chloe, Rye, and Beck have been worried about me. They had the right to be. Beck has been my best friend since grade school and Chloe and Rye? I've known them since freshman year.
I leaned back in the uncomfortable seat at the cafe. The cushion did nothing to stop my unease.  Chloe chuckled as Rye told a horrendous joke.  "What did the fish say when he swam into a wall?" asked Rye.
             "I don't know," said Chloe.
              Rye replied, "Dam."
              Beck let out a sigh, "I swear your jokes couldn't get any worse."
              "I'm sure they could," I said. My phone began vibrating in my pocket. I sat there frozen for the moment.
              "You should probably take that," said Rye.
               I stood up from my seat taking the phone out of my pocket. "Excuse me," I walked towards the men's bathroom answering the call. "Si, Pablo?"
              "Parking garage on 16th Street, midnight, the Bloods make a deal every night with them. Be careful. This information wasn't cheap," Pablo spoke out of breath. I stopped at the bathroom before replying.
             "Mucho gracias Pablo," I hung up the phone walking back towards my friends.
             "So, Apollo, tonight we are gonna head to the movies. Wanna come?" asked Rye.
             "Sorry, something came up, I am going to be busy tonight." And with that, I left the cafe and got on my Norton Commando.