Fighting Chance
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It all happened so fast. Dad stood up furiously, causing the chair to crash to the floor, breaking in the process. "You bi-" I heard him begin. Then I heard my mother's heart wrenching scream as a shot rung through the house. I knew what happened before I even looked, but prayed with everything in me that it wasn't what I anticipated it to be. I popped up from my spot, shrieking when I saw my dad with a gun in his hand, my mom laying on the floor with a clear bullet hole through her heart, blood pouring out. I ran to her side, tears streaming down my face.
My dad stared down at her, horror in his eyes as he realized what he had done. I lay on my mother's lifeless body, choking on sobs, begging her to get up, not to leave me.
"Ver, I-" Dad started.
I turned my furious gaze on him. "You killed her!! You killed her, you monster!!" I screamed at him. "All she ever did was take care of us and love you and you killed her!!"
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Fighting became her way to escape the torment and pain of life. Her fighting skill quickly earned her a reputation as a ruthless fighter, a title she clung to and cherished.
But when a fight gone wrong lands her in a juvenile facility, Veronica's life is forever changed. From being blackmailed into joining a ruthless gang, to learning to love, life just got a lot more interesting! Throw in a father who is hell bent on revenge, and you have Veronica's story.
Yeah, this is a journey you don't want to miss!
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