NOVIAIA
I SLEPT GOOD for being in a jail cell. The guards woke us up around 9 for breakfast, I waited in a long ass line for ten minutes just to get stale bread, burnt bacon and runny ass oatmeal and to wash it down black coffee with no sugar or cream to be found. So it goes without saying I didn't eat breakfast.
At noon they gave us some wack ass cheese sandwich. No ham, no turkey, just four slices of cheese with two slices of bread and a water cup.
This jail is definitely not it and I want some real food.
"Hey you" a voice says behind me as I threw away my sorry excuse for a lunch. I turn around to see a girl that seemed to be my age maybe a little older and around 5'9-5'10—definitely taller than my short ass.
I look at her big bodied ass, "Yeah?"
"You haven't ate all day"
"Okay? what about it?" I looked at her confused. Why does it matter to her?
"It's not healthy, you should eat something"
Girl are you my mama or something? "Im good love" I said before walking away to the courtyard where they give us free time to do whatever type shit we want besides escape.
"Uhm excuse me i was talking to you" She-hulk yelled behind me. I keep walking until she grabs my arm turning me around to look at me.
She definitely has the wrong one. "Girl imma ask you real nicely to never touch me like that again before we have some problems"
The girl sized me up chuckling a little, "Alright shorty, i like your attitude. You're in"
GIRL WHAT?? IN WHAT, WHAT AM I IN? THE KOOL KIDS KLUB?
I stood there blinking for a few seconds before asking exactly what she meant. "You're in our circle, consider yourself lucky" The girl that I still didn't know the name of smiled at me.
"Uhm well you see" I looked at her with a weird expression, "I don't need nor do I want to be in your "circle"" I say using air quotations. She frowns at me but I continued.
"If you're referring to your circle as a gang then I sure as hell don't need it. I'm part of a gang already that my dad runs, but Im stuck in this bitch for attempted murder" I rolled my eyes still pissed off at the accusation.
I guess i spoke too loudly because someone else spoke up around us. "Wait, what's your name?"
I side-eyed her, "Why?"
"Well rumor there was word going around that the heiress of TSK is in here, I'm guessing thats you?" The new girl asked with hopeful eyes.
What the fuck is going on here?
I snickered a little, "Yeah thats me, Noviaia. Lamo's daughter" lifting up my jump suit sleeve I showing them my tattoos that had a purple saint symbol.
"No fucking way" Godzilla's mouth dropped looking at me in shock. "What? Yall want my Autograph or something?" I asked making the two girls laugh. I don't know what's funny, I'm deadass.
Tall girl stuck out her hand and introduced herself, "Im Eve, i actually look up to you and your gang." That's ironic seeming im the one who has to look up to see her. I smile shaking her hand, "That's actually heart warming to hear."
Bitch I got fans
I looked over to the other girl who had dark red hair. "Oh and im Jade" she said shyly. I shook her hand too while the three of us sat down at a nearby picnic table.
"So you make the Kings? Or were you just like...promoted?" Eve asked. Mentally i roll my eyes knowing this will take all day explaining.
No wonder why these bitches are in jail, they dumb as fuck. "I was born into the gang" I started, they both looked at me with interested eyes so I continued, "My great grandpa started it with his two brothers to keep The Bronx and Queens areas safe after the Bloods and Crips started fighting causing kaos in the streets..What turned into a small city watch became a group adding new family members and friends of family members that was close enough to family. That group turned into a gang keeping the streets safe." I paused giving them a minute to process everything.
"So then how did you guy's become New York's top five most deadly gangs?" asked Eve still interested just as she was twenty minutes ago.
"Well, police brutality started to increase and during that time the whole fight between West coast and East coast was very prominent. Tupac had just gotten shot and all of the bloods in the area were riled up, and with Biggie being a crip-"
Jade interrupted, "Wasn't Tupac a crip?" Eve agreed with her question, "Yeah I thought that too"
"Pac was affiliated with crips before he signed to Death Row Records, then after that it was mostly bloods- anyways back to the story" I rolled my eyes getting slightly annoyed, "with the beef between the two gangs the crime rate was at the highest it had ever been. So my Great Grandpa staying true to his word, would shut down the gang fights. With it being guns, fists or grenades"
"GRENADES?!" Eve and Jade yelled
"Yes, yall gotta keep up!" I said sighing, "so they continued to do that and soon they started to get a reputation. When the gang fights stopped, police brutality started, so they would start tagging the police cars and stations with the word 'Kingz' and a crown at the end or sometimes with a saint with purple outlining, making that our official logos. When some of us started to get locked up for it we became "dangerous" because we started to sell drugs from weed to acid or even coke to help get eachother out"
"Wow this is more information than in thought there would be"
"So when my great grandpa had kids the oldest son was always picked to be the next leader and once it was my dad's turn he had two girls, my twin and I. I was picked as heiress. If I have kids it'll be passed down to them"
"Wow"
"You have a twin?" Jade asked. I nodded as Eve asked another question, "so how did you end up heiress?"
"My sister didn't want to" I shrugged, "she isn't really interested in the gang stuff she just wants to draw and practice tattoos"
"Yall should should make a documentary"
I laughed at their comments as a guard came up to us saying it was time to go back inside for count. As I walked into my cold ass cell that I shared to myself and only myself because iIwas too "dangerous" to have anyone else in here with me, I thought about my future kids and if i would be passing down our legacy to a boy or girl