ANTI - Oscar Diaz

17

I walked into the strip club
Ignoring the half naked girls bouncing their assets for money and the men that clunged to them like leeches.

Figures he would've been here.
Men loved women.

A club owned by my brother.
A prophet on La Divine property.
It was neutral territory but tonight.
I was going to paint this place with his  blood
The walls were already blood red.
His would add the finishing touch.

King had no idea i was here.
I was coming for him.
He had no idea his brother was dead
And he was next

Tonight i was purging.

"Out back." One of the bouncer said and i nodded. 

He was having a private dance. And a private dance with the devil was what he was going to get.

They called me the Princess.
I was royalty  to them.
But i was far from a Princess. 
I was the villain that plotted against them
I didn't have a happy ever after and he won't either.
I was the Princess that would turn everything to shit.

I pulled back the curtains and there he was.

He had a blindfold on. And one of the girls Kimmy was giving him a lap dance. As soon as she saw me she nodded and got off of him, standing at the corner of the room.

I had my gun in hand.
My finger itching to pull the trigger.

But he needed to see my face first

He needed to die with my face engraved in his mind while he burns in hell.

"Take it off." I ordered Kimmy and she did.

King's face fell as soon as he saw me.

"You ruined my life and now it's my turn.
Say Hi to your brother bitch."

One to the head
Two the heart. 

I looked down at his lifeless body

And I smiled
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"Are you okay?", Bryson asked sitting infront of me on the couch.

I had taken a shower washing off today's activities off of me.
I needed to be clean.

I felt content.
Calm.

I knew the nightmares wouldn't leave me so soon and i also knew that i was going to be plagued  by the memories of tonight.

This was my first time with a gun in my hands that i had to use.

And i was fine with it

"I'm fine Bry." I nodded my eyes on the glass of red wine infront of me.

I only drank wine on special occasions and this was one of it.

A celebration  for the loss of two lives. Which was well deserved

"Killing someone for the first time is weird Rih. Fucks someone up mentally Especially killing two. If you want to talk about it I'm here.",

I looked up at him.
He was now the gang leader after my uncle retired.
The spot was meant for my dad but he walked out on us.

Leaving it all to him.
In a sense he was similar to Oscar.
Jumped at a young age having to take huge responsibilities while themselves were still learning. 
Still babies

I stayed in Freeridge with my absent mother and he filled my uncle's shoes.

And his place was going to be mine one day. 

Was i even ready for this?

"What are you thinking about now?"  He asked  frown on his face.

I was the one that needed to worry about him yet here he was

He was against the whole plan on hunting the two brother's down for my revenge.
But he knew how much i needed it.
He saw how fucked up i was after that night.

I seeked helped from him for that sole reason.
I wasn't going to tell Oscar but i was going to deal with it my own way. 
And i needed his help to do it.

He was the first person i called when i left Freeridge.
And he welcomed me with open arms

"You know it's been exactly 3 years since i lost her.
Just like they took her life from me.
Its only fair i took their lives too Bry."

There's not a day that i didn't think about the baby.

Would she have had his eyes or mine.
I wondered who was going to be her favourite parent. No doubt it'd be Oscar.

He would've been my favourite parent anyway

Just the thought of him being a father made me so happy.
He would've been a great one.
The absolute best

I didn't care that i was young to have a child in the eyes of some.
I had him and that was enough for me.

But now i didn't.
I didn't have my little girl
And I didn't have him.

I was all by myself.