She's Not What You Think

Chapter 6

Let's just say my playlist got me through finishing this chapter. THANK YOU ITUNES <3

Venessa's POV

Clouds of smoke disappear in the air with each pull I take, I stopped smoking since last year and as my replacement, the Juul with 0 nicotine sits in my hand slowly releasing my strayed thoughts.

Yeah, I smoked, I also have piercings and tattoos that I hide with long sleeve shirts. I remember my first tattoo, it was my the initiation to the gang, a simple diamond right behind my neck usually hidden by my hair but after that first many more came after and if it wasn't for school and my hidden identity I would tat my whole body and put it on display.

I hear a tap on the window and see Remy mouthing "he's here."

Ughh you see Remy has tattoos EVERYWHERE why can't I, I pout like a little child as I got up lazily, I understood Remy's message.

Dear old papa is here.

I walk inside seeing everyone scattering across the room making themselves presentable while I slowly walk to open the door.

"Ahhh kiddo what's up," uncle Sebastian strangles me in a hug which I didn't expect but then again he...was something else. Right behind him was dad, he looked tired and exhausted but as soon as he sees me his expression changes a smile forms on his face and he slips into his fake energetic nature.

I frown and the gesture.

Oh papa, I wish I could take over the burden for you, I really do but I don't feel... ready yet. I sigh as I walked back inside while papa trail behind me.

Both leaders are present now and each member right now is showing the utmost respect and loyalty they have, it's like they're both kings and their loyal subjects bow to their needs an here I am having the role as the princess.

Pshhh princess my ass, I didn't start off as any freaking princess, Papa threw me in the gang and made me work my ass off from bottom to the top, I earned it with blood, sweat and minus the tears.

Like every other meeting we go into the planning room which is a basement of a basement, but not your typical 'bunker cellar' oh no ,of course dad and his sophisticated likings spiffed it up so now its a classy chamber room, how nice.

I sit in my usual seat next to dad and uncle Sebastian and also Fernando who as usual isn't paying attention.

I put my feet up in the table and got comfortable because this is usually about the boring stuff like bank transactions movements of other gangs and people who owe us and yadeedadeeda.

"LISTEN UP! It seems like the Farrera clan is threatening our borders."Sebastian took everyone's attention including mines, the Ferrera clan? Those little wimps? Yeah, I met their boss before, more like broke his arm after he tried to make a move on me, if only they were good at what they did then it would make sense but sadly they're nothing but little kids who bought drugs and resold them for a higher price. Guess they grew some balls to stand up to us, well it's their funeral.

"Those toothpicks are hardly a threat so why bother wasting time on them," I said spinning in my chair waiting for a reply and oh did the reply interest me.

"Well this time they're not alone, somehow they managed to make an alliance with the Crenshaws," Papa said looking at me while my ears perked up.

Now that's more like it, an actual challenge, The Crenshaws hated us with a passion after dad and Sebastian bought over their company and sold it they were only left with their little drug operation and I have to say they made their way up again but were never strong enough to take us on and my guesses are that they took the help of the Ferrera's to use them as their frontline defense and the Ferrara's were stupid enough to agree.