∙∘☓∘∙ I know that the gang is just using me. I mean absolutely nothing to any of them. Even though that's the opposite of the truth for me. Because who else have I got? And everyone needs someone to love. Even if they don't want to admit it. Not even to them selves ☩☩☩ The Stones are the most lethal gang in London. If your on their 'to kill' list, you'll be dead within the next hour. The gang's leader is the most ruthless out of the four. But every leader has a weakness. And someone they would die for. ☩☩☩ Be merciless or forgiving. Kill or be killed. It's your choice. But always remember; surviving will never be living. ∙∘☓∘∙ His hands were on either side of my head, his body pressed against mine, heat radiating of him, contrasting with the hard stone wall behind me. My eyes searching his expressionless ones, trying to find something. I didn't even try to think what it was. "You're slowly killing me" I whispered. "I love it."