Being part of a gang since the time you are born is hard, its harder when you have to watch who you fall for. But what happens when you fall for the wrong guy, more like the enemy?
Everyone thinks life is a game to find love, I don't play games. There must be more to life than falling in-love, I never want to fall in-love, the thought makes me sick. He wanted to play the game of love, and his was a game I defiantly didn't want to play- cause the problem with games is, someone ALWAYS gets hurt.