Chapter 1:
The Funeral
Nicki P.O.V:
Aight the facts first. My full name Nicole Anderson. Aight? Aight. I'm in this drug dealing shit for 1. For revenge. I wanna get the nigga that killed my paps and ma. He gone die being toretured. The last face he see before he die I want it to be me. I mean that's what he did to my daddy and mama. My dad nor my ma ain't do shit to them motherfucking pussy niggas. The nigga who killed my dad and mom was 'King'. He had his own section of drug dealing. He was the King of it. So his nickname was well..King.
As for me I got my own section. I'm the boss of my section. There 3 sections. Mine, King's, and this guy Pain. My nickname was Nicki. I controlled my section. King controlled his section. Pain controlled his also. Ion think our sections ever had problems. I was 3rd place. I got niggas that are tough in all but not as tough as Pain and King. King was 1st and Pain was 2nd. I wanna be on top. Then I plan on taking out King.
I dont care what I need to do to get my revenge on the guy that killed my dad and mama. I've killed lots of people. I dont give a fuck. Just dont get in my way. If you do I will personally kick yo ass. So yeah.
My step mom always talking bull shit about revenge is never the answer. Well for me it is! I ain't insane aight. Just dont piss me off. I can be a normal girl at times. I'm rich cause of my buisness. I'm pretty. I'm not a hoe. I'm confident. And yeah.
I wish my dad didn't leave me. He was everything to me. And I lost him. I cryed all day. At the funeral the tears just streamed down quietly. This was the only time I've cryed in my life. I dont like to show weakness. But i couldn't help it. I didn't even cry at my mom's. I held it in.
But let me take you to the beginning. The funeral.
He was gone.
In front me I hold his white lifeless hands. They used to be warm and cozy. Now they were death. White and Dead. It was scary. I looked into his eyes. They were stale and stiff. The used to be royal ocean blue color was gone. They were washed up nasty blue.
His skin was getting wrinkly. His lips were chapped and pale. Everything of him was pale. His hair was starting to grow back. He had on a nice tuxedo. He looked decent for a dead guy.
Why did he have to go? Why did he have to leave me with all these problems? Why would someone do this? Why did have to be him to die? Why? Why?!? Tell me why...
Flashback
I jumped into my dads arms. I felt like the happiest person on earth. Like a dream come true. But way better. I felt like I could just die from to much happiness. Like I could just die in his arms. It felt like a once in a life time happiness. The one you get when something happened. It just makes you soo...
I dont know. Words just couldn't express how I felt at that moment. Like a baby opening his or her eyes for the first time. To see fascinating things.
Like the northern lights. Being able to see them for the first time.
He was back.
Back for forever :)
End of Flashback
A tear slipped down my cheek. It landed on his hand.
He's gone.
Nothing can or will bring him back. He left you alone on this cold earth. He left you to face your problems alone. He left! He's gone for forever. He's never coming back for you. He's never gonna be able to tell you everything is gonna be okay. He is never gonna be able to tell you how much he see's in you. He's G.O.N.E!
Anger raged through me. I was so mad. How could he leave me? How could my own flesh and blood leave me?!
I calmed down.
It wasn't his fault.
It was the guy who did this fault. I'm gonna find him. Torture him. Make sure he knows what it feels like. He's gonna go to hell!
I placed his hand down.
I ran as fast as I could away from the funeral.
It hurt. It hurt to know your father is dead. It hurt to know he is never coming back. It hurt. No one is ever gonna know how I feel.
I broke down then and there.
I dropped to my knees. I cryed into my hands.
"Why did you have to leave me!"
I calmed down.
"Don't worry dad I'm going to find him."
I jumped in my car. I drove. Not knowing were I was going to go. I just cryed and drove off.
My tears began to make my vision blurry. I couldn't see. I took my hands off the wheel and wiped my eyes.
There was a honk.
I looked up.
Bright lights in front of me.
I just stayed there.
Crash.
It was black.
A/N: Still in editing. Check out my other book!
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