My dad was a drug lord, biggest drug lord there was. His name was Carlos Cortez but in the streets they called him Lucien, why? I don't know and I don't care. My dad kept me away from everything that he did in the streets, he even changed my name ju...
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I sat in the chair at the tattoo shop with tears in my eyes. Malcom is really making me cover up my tattoo. I cried the entire way over here. Monty, Danae, and Kyden came for I don't know what the fuck reason, could have stayed there asses home.
They probably just see me as Malcom's bad ass little sister. I'll punch all these fuckers in the face including Monty.
The tattoo artist came over to me and reached for my shoulder. I moved out the way a little bit earning a glare from my brother. The tattoo artist reached for my shoulder again and this time I let him. He pushed my hair out the way and I looked at my brother with pleading eyes.
"Junior please don't let him do this." I cried.
My brother told me not to call him by his name in public. I couldn't call any of them there names in public and they were only allowed to call me Layla.
Malcom didn't want to do that laser surgery shit so he asked to guy to turn my dad's name into something else. The artist grabbed the needle and I started moving away from him.
"She needs to be still." He said to my brother.
"Stop moving Layla your making shit difficult." My brother said and walked over to me. He stood in front of me and I looked at him.
"I swear to god, I'll never forgive you. If you think I hated you because you left just imagine how much imma hate you because of what you're doing now." I gritted through my teeth.
The artist came towards me with the needle again and I started moving again. Fuck him, fuck the needle and fuck Malcom. The tattoo artist sighed and looked at Malcom. Malcom shook his head and then looked at Monty and Kyden, they both stood up and my eyes widen when everything clicked.
"Don't touch me!" I yelled and tried to get off the chair but Monty grabbed me and gently but quickly sat me back down. Kyden came to the other side of me and held down my left arm and Monty held down my right arm.
"No! No! Please! Let go of me!" I yelled and tried to snatched my arms from them.
"Baby come on, she said she'll keep it covered don't do this to her." Danae said coming to Malcom's side. He waved her off and she shook her head and walked out the room.
"It's not fair! You have his Legacy and I have nothing! Nothing Junior absolutely nothing!" I yelled looking up at him.
His face soften and he looked taken back a bit. I know my brother loves me and I know he thinks he's doing what's right but this isn't. He can't just take this away from me.
I felt my left arm loosen and I looked at Kyden, he got up and whispered something in my brother ear. I used my left arm and pushed Monty off of me and shot him a glare.
