Making it out alive

chapter 3

Aydooooooooo! So here's chapter 3! If you guys have any ideas and what not just comment and I'd be more than willing to try to fit it in with my story! Ummm well I aint gonna talk too much so here ya go!

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James's POV:

I whistled loudly and everyone turned to face me.

"All right everyone listen up! You all are working for me. You do what I say, no questions asked, and you get your pay. You go against me, or question my commands, you die. Simple as that."

"Hey uh boss!" one of the guys shouted out "well uh, some of us were just wondering what you're gonna have us do and all"

I chuckled and stared him dead in the eye.

"You're gonna kill."

There was silence then the talking slowly started up again and I walked out of the room, Adam following closely at my heels.

                "All right kid, I'm going home, anyone give you trouble, shoot 'um." He raised his eyebrows at me and I just shrugged.

                I walked into the house and immediately smelt the mixtures of food. I went to the kitchen and gave my mom a peck on the cheek. Yea, I go out and kill people as a hobby, but I was still a momma's boy. She chuckled then pointed to the table.

                "There's a stack of mail there sweetie, I think you got a letter from a college..."

                "Ma, you know I'm going to community college"              

                "Well, you said that, but you could be so much more if you just tried. Look at you now, you barley ever open a book and you still have ok grades. Plus, imagine the scholarships you could get with your football skills..."

                "You know I can't leave my job."

                "Ah yes, you're 'oh-so-mysterious' job, but just think about for me sweetie?"

                "Mmmk, only for you" I knew I wasn't going to though, not that I loved being a gang member, but I got good money, pleasure of killing, and never had to actually try to get an education.

                I jogged up the steps to my room and lay down. Maybe I should go work out tomorrow, I mean if that little girly could beat me then I must have been slacking.

Adams POV:

That bastard put me as his partner. The dumb idiotic bastard actually let me get so close to him. Was he stupid? I just tried to kill him and now I'm his wing man. That boy was dumber then soup. I chuckled as I walked mindlessly around the 'gang hangout.' Wow, this life was pointless... there was nothing to even do. I figured I should start working out some fighting skills though, my brother taught me some, but James seemed to squash me like a bug the other day. I slowly made my way to the 'work out room' if it could even be called that, there was a mat and a few punching bags, but, I guess it got the job done. As I punched one of the bags my mind wondered as to how I could get James back. Yea, like I was going to let him get away with killing my brother that easily. He didn't really have any one close to him, other than his mom, but even I couldn't be that cruel. No friends, or girlfriends, not even a damn dog that I could kill. I figured I would just play the waiting game, make sure he thinks I'm on his side, than take him down. His going to pay, his going to feel pain, and I'm gonna be the one to give it.

Nicks POV:

                I ripped open the envelope but before I did so I thought everything through. Honestly, I wanted to be a cop more than anything, but for that I would have to go to community college, and I would do anything to get away from my parents, even go to Julliard. I played percussion, yea I know, it sounds corny, but I picked it up in elementary school and kind of just stuck with it, I even went to a "school of the arts" and everything, so I figured, why not give it a try? I opened my eyes and read the first word "congratulations..." that was all I needed to see, I flipped the paper in the air and screamed with joy. I can't believe I made Julliard...

                My parents came in a few seconds later, probably pissed for making too much noise.

                "Why are you screaming?" my mom asked. I noted that there was no worry in her voice. Pth, I hope I get kidnapped one day just so you feel some emotion for me, but I was too happy to care anyway.

                "I MADE JULLIARD!!" I screamed bouncing in excitement.

                "That's nice sweetie"

                "What?! That's 'nice' that's all you can say?! Not even 'congratulations on making one of the hardest schools in the world'? 'not even a good job'?! THAT'S FRICKEN NICE?!"

                "Well, it's not like you're actually going to go there..."

                "WHAT?! And why exactly am I not actually going to go to one of the most prestigious colleges in the world exactly?!" Anger boiling inside of me.

                "Well, it's an expensive school, and you're not exactly smart enough a scholarship, you didn't think we would actually pay that for you did you?"

                I was fuming, no it wasn't my dream to go there, I didn't actually even care, but just the fact that she was doing this to me infuriated me. My dad stood there giving me a sympathetic look. Oh sympathetic look my ass! If you actually cared old man you would stand up for me to your dumb wife.

                I stormed out of the house and climbed up into my truck, blasting whatever song was first on the radio. I know they say you shouldn't drive while emotional because it 'impairs' your judgment, but it calmed me down, plus, no way in hell was I staying in my house with that... women.

                I drove around for about an hour when I got an idea. Well, since it looks like I'm going to community college now, why not at least make the most of it, I smirked to myself.

                I walked inside my house and my mom glared at me.

                "What is that... thing doing in our house?"

                "Well mom, I still live here" I said deciding to be a smart-aleck. Meh, she deserved it. She glared at me so I stopped my little game.

                "Well" I said dragging out my excuse, "since you're not letting me go to Julliard, I'm obviously going to community college, and I didn't want to spend it there alone sooo meet Harley" I looked down at my new beautiful German shepherd pup, with his sleek, shiny fur and floppy ears, and he stared right back with his big brown eyes. While I was driving I drove past an animal shelter and being the lovely animal loving person I am had to go in, and that's where I found this handsome pure bread beauty. I'd always wanted my own dog, so I figured why not? I looked back down at him. Don't worry pup, I thought, I'll treat you right.

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