HAD TO BE

CHAPTER 1

I shook my head at my best friend, Sicilia as we stumbled along the streets of New York laughing uncontrollably. We were stone drunk.

"You should have been there" She laughed harder. "He looked like he was gonna wet his pants. "

"He will remember you next time he tries something like that" I grinned. "I've taught you well. "

"Puh-lease," She rolled her eyes. "I was the one who taught YOU! "

"Liar! "I pointed at her.

" I'll kill you! " She yelled waging war.

"You'll never! " I yelled back.

"I'll do it instead" a voice said. Our heads snapped to the dark alley next to us.

"Wh who's there?" Sicilia asked almost shaking.

The figure stepped out of the darkness revealing himself to us. His lips were pulled almost into a snarl and he had tattoos on his neck and face. I cringed at his appearance. He reminded me of my father's men and I knew he had no good intentions.

By now Sicilia was clinging to my hand. I on the other hand was not worried. It's an odd. Two of us, one of him.

"There's two against one" I said folding my hands.

"Oh, really?" He smiled a sickly smile. He snapped his fingers and four other men with the same body symbols came out of nowhere. Two on our right and two on the left. This was not good.

"We'll give you our money. Just, please, leave us alone" Sicilia begged taking out her purse.

"We don't want your money"he smiled almost deviously. "Boys."

The four men grabbed us. I wanted to scream but they had covered our mouths with cloths. I tried kicking one of the men holding me but my body wouldn't let me. The espece de salaud drugged me. (SOAB)