Hello all! So just a heads up, this is my first story! Ive got a basic story arch and ideas of what i would like this book to become, but id love input from you all too! I should be posting updates when i can and hopefully will have a schedule for that in the time coming. So sit back, relax, grab a weapon to cuddle, and read on!
There will be violence, drug use, abuse stories and mature content in this book. I will be putting warnings up so please watch out for them. This story is MATURE. Please don't read this if you are younger than 16. Again, if you are under the age of 16 i really don't recommend this book as some parts are MATURE. Read at your own risk.Â
THIS BOOK IS COPYRIGHTED. IF ANY COPIES, TRANSLATIONS OR IDEASÂ ARE COPIED I WILL BE TAKING ACTION. HOWEVER, IF YOU WOULD LIKE TO ASK ME QUESTIONS OR HELP WITH ANY STORY LINES I AM OPEN TO SUGGESTION.Â
Now, onto the prologue.... all my love!!
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"Are you serious! Seriously Tokyo! All i need is a place to fucking sleep the night and you're telling me you don't have one couch anywhere? I've done your dirty work for God's sake!" I screamed down the phone, I couldn't be more pissed off if i tried. Well, that's a lie, but you get my point.Â
NO STOP IT! Patricia screamed at me. Meet Patricia, or Patsy for short. Shes my inner "consciousness" . Shes always uptight and fragile like shes going to lose it at anytime. She's not strong at all. I wouldn't be surprised if i was making her voice up, I am quote "insane" after all. Not that I didn't love it.Â
OH SHUT UP! WE HAVE TO THINK ABOUT IT ONE DAY! I spat back with venom in my words. She's always trying to get me be better y'know? But fuck being better! If I'm breathing I'm fine...! What? Don't look at me like that.... we all argue with our consciousness... right?Â
"I'm sorry Ang-"Â
"Don't call me that name. I'm Agent E5 to you, you lost that privilege."
"Agent E5, we have no where to keep you. Find somewhere to stay. You have your guns and knives on you if you counter something unfortunate. Do not call me again."Â
"TOKYO I SWEAR I WILL CASTRATE YOU AN-" Before i could finish off my threat, which was one of my personal favourites, Tokyo ended the call. I swear to whatever fucking God is up there he's going to regret that. i swear it on both katanas on my back.Â
So here i am, walking down the dirty streets of London. Such a beautiful place! Note the sarcasm. Apart from the junkies down the streets, the occasional group of chavs off their head of God knows what and the fear of getting kidnapped -Â I swear its an amazing place! I swear! I'm not lying...
I threw my iPhone between my hands as i strolled through the streets trying to find some shelter when my phone started to ring again. I swear, if Tokyo has rang me again, i will personally staple his dick to a tree and light a fire under him. I closed my eyes and began some deep breaths so I don't accidentally kill someone tonight- I cant be bothered with spending the night bullshitting to some cop about how it was self defence.Â
"Tokyo i swear you better-"
"Hello again Agent, it's been a while hasn't it?"Â
i dropped my phone. Completely in a daze. My heart was pounding out my chest and all noise faded from my surroundings as my face paled. No no no... this cant be. I changed everything: my name, my number, my identity, EVERYTHING! But how? It's been 6 years, I was with the Vipers and they... they protected me. Why now? WHY?Â
I bent down, snatched my phone in my trembling hands and took the sim card out. I stamped, spat, and snapped on my sim card before I threw it into the nearest drain I could. Not today Satan. Nope. Not gunna let that happen. I unclenched my fists, swallowed the lump in my throat and turned around. Tokyo, if you don't open the damn door, i will break it down. And it wouldn't be the first time either.Â
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So.... how was it? Im so nervous!! i really hope its okay. Please give this a chance aha... I'm gunna be working really hard on it. This may be cliche as a first book, but i also want to highlight some real life issues into it. Most books are very fantastical and i really want this one to be more real life like, so my planning is going to be so tedious! Anyways, ill get out a few chapters and see what happens.Â
All my love, E x
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