Based on Chelsea from "Daddy's girl."
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Chelsea knew who she was from a very early age. For as long as Chelsea could remember, everyone loved her. She never knew exactly what it was. She just knew that she had something special, something that made people respect her, something that made people fear her. And it gave her confidence. That's why she loved modeling, because that's all you needed was fucking confidence.
She probably would have gone on to be greater than the hadid sisters combined; if it weren't for the shady life her parents lived. Her dreams were slaughtered by the random need for her parents to flee Michigan. She refused to be the silent child who eased around the fact the both of her parents were once humongous drug lords. But then she realized how much she liked people fearing her.
Chelsea never had the intentions of going to college. She'd never say it out loud because of how political her parents and everyone else around were. They all believed in higher learning and to be the greatest you had to perceive yourself as just that. Whatever bull shit line her grandfather would shoot her every year in the Bahamas. But she really never had any desire to be in the life her family painted themselves to be. She simply wanted people to do what she wanted when she said. She wanted to be her father.
Chelsea knew of her parents past life because she lived it with them. Y/N always wondered why her sister and her were born in two different states. Chelsea home was Michigan until the age of 7.
Her parents believed moving to California was the desperate change they needed. Chelsea saw the way her mom would pistol whip women and men if any payment of hers was short. Intentionally her mom was the "boss lady." It was the life she had successfully ran since the age of 18.
She knew that was what her dad perceived her to think. He always had one up on any of the bids that were being set into place. He was her right hand but in Chelsea's eyes he was the leader. She quickly realized that it was the two types of people in this world; people who lead and the people who feared the leader. She used to sit and study her parents when they thought she'd be asleep. She'd pay attention to the men and women who looked petrified when her father would remove her mothers coat before she sat.
And what she realized was that none of them never disrespected her. I mean, they may have, but never to her face. But at the end of the day they feared her. And strangely so did her father for awhile.
Chelsea had a thing for gangster movies since the age of five, before her father would catch her watching them. She admired Griselda Blanco, Jemeker Thompson and most of all Frank Lucas. At first her dad wondered why she was not like any other kid. He knew he had to get her out of the life before it was too late. Sadly, it was. She was smarter than most kids her age. Plus, her dad, really loved that about her.
And she did love her father. She loved her relationship with him and how'd he'd always protect her. She was also really good with numbers. Hypothetically, she didn't always tell the truth to him. Because the truth-truth is that she hated the way he feared her mom back in Michigan. Which in retrospect she understood why, her mother yet alone uncles were naturally born killers. But honestly her father knew the game a tad bit better than she did.
She could tell by looking in her fathers eyes he was too deep down inside. Chelsea never witnessed her father in action like her mother but she always heard her mother tell him to ease up on his temper. Plus, it's not like anyone ever feared him like they did of her back then. But that's the thing with guys like her dad. They always come out on top in the end.
When Chelsea and her parents moved to California her mom was no longer in the game. Her dad secretly still was. They both made plans to start a fresh new life not only for her but for Y/N. It was true, she took all over money and went clean. Likely she had no choice, she was pregnant. Though, her dad didn't. He wanted to but didn't. He met Keith at a community college majoring in business.
They became best friends and took over the streets. Her mother never questioned the expensive furs and the cars he spoiled her with. She assumed Keith helped him get on his feet with hiring him to be his agent. Chelsea knew that wasn't the truth because she saw her dad sneak off with bags filled with money. Full enough sometimes he would take them on shopping sprees every second Friday. Chelsea knew she couldn't worry about him nor her mother. She now had a sister she felt that she needed to protect.
TO BE CONTINUED...
"1/3"
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