Thinking back on that fight and what I thought of them back then, I was so delusional. They don't care about me at all, I am just collateral damage, a guinea pig or chess piece for their game. Although they don't care about me, they do respect me, they looked out for me and treated me like family. But I can never leave, if I do, they will kill me as revenge for leaving. Some family I have. I didn't realise then that I would get into fifty more fights or go to jail. My real family don't help though. My parents didn't even see me until dinner. They would get up late, leaving me to get ready for school. I had to make my lunch when I was seven. My school also didn't help. There was no discipline, and no one cared about anything. But I shouldn't blame it on anyone else I didn't care either. I didn't care about myself or anything else. That's why when I joined Langdon Street gang I felt loved and felt I had self-worth.
I didn't realise the hole I fell into until I met Maya. She is a beautiful, 5'8",brunette. She has deep blue eyes that I can get lost in for hours. I am thinking of proposing to her, but I know she isn't going to say yes until I leave the gang. She doesn't want our son, Bear to have anything to do with the gang. That's where I'm going now, to the gang to tell them I'm leaving.
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FanfictionLiam Payne is in a gang when he meets Maya. He wants to leave the gang but will Zayn Malik, the gang leader allow it. (This story is fictional and the gangs have no relation to the story) P.s I know Maya isn't Bear's mum but in the story she is. Hig...
