Short Stories

Gang Life - Third Story

Authors note: Would you like me to connect this story with the other one? Or just continue my random short stories?
I've decided to connect this one with Quietness is My Specialty but if you don't like it than I will change up the words a little bit. Tell me what you prefer after you read this chapter.😊

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Do you know how many impossible situations I've been in?

I've seen a person commit suicide to get away from me. I've been beaten, tortured and shot so many times I've lost count. I even got stabbed with a sword once. I jumped off a three story building and survived. I had to fight ten goons all by myself. I spent almost a month alone trying not to go insane when I got kidnapped. I faked my death once, got killed twice and still manage to breathe everyday. I had to be tested in the most insane and sickening ways.

And I'm only 18.

My childhood was horrible and I can only imagine adulthood getting worse for me.

I remember the first time getting a taste of it. I was only a child. Exactly 5 years when a fire killed my twin brother. I don't know what happened. One minute we were playing in our old house and the next minute flames were spreading everywhere. The fire killed my favorite nanny and my only sibling. It also burned down the house.

I was in the hospital when my mom told me Flynn didn't make it. We all thought the fire came from one of our families enemies so it was best I stay in the hospital for awhile. That's when they came up with the idea to fake my death, to keep me safe.

First I head to recover from the fire I was in.

Then I stayed there an extra while. I had so many scars and burns but the doctor told me they'd heal with time. My dad said that I shouldn't let my burns heal. He wanted me to be marked with experience. To be branded that if anyone were to look at me they'd see a badass. My mom argued with him on how that's uncivil. In the end I ended up with one unhealed scar on my back.

It's true, what my dad said, my scar does make me look badass. Still to this day it hasn't healed and now I got more scars to accompany it. I even have tattoos on my arm now. A crown. My family also has a crown tattoo on theirs, I'm not the only one. It shows that I'm part of the gang. That's right. What'd you think I was a part of to have so many experiences with death? I'm the daughter of Jackylon and King Crowning. Known as Faye Crowning or Kinglet if you want to call me by my nickname.

Ironic right?

My gang is called Bloodlust and we have our own motto. It's more my motto than the gangs because I made it up myself. "The Crowning of kings" isn't it an awesome motto? I think it's awesome but everyone else thinks otherwise. It's whatever though.

Anyway, my gang is the most powerful in my city. First comes Bloodlust, then Wicker, the Irish, Rishains, Queens, Patriots, the Crazy Birds and the Lowlifes. Yes, these are actual gang names. You should here some of the gangsters names they're even more weird.
My gangster name is Kinglet. I'm the most feared and ruthless, besides my parents, of course. Everybody hates me and wants to kill me. But they can't or hell would rain down on this city. Some of the gangs don't even know who I am. They don't know my age, my real name and they probably don't even know what I look like. My dad only sends me on terminate missions. That means if you get to see me then you get to die. Even my gang doesn't really know what I look like.

I'm kinda surprised that no one's curious. I thought that someone would sneak into my house or stalk my parents to find out what I look like. I was wrong though. They probably just don't care about my existence or they're to scared to cross my parents. Either way I haven't been found out and I'm always safe.

On the downside of that, to keep me safe I have to stay away from my parents but only when I'm outside and there's people. Sometimes bodyguards accompany me places just to keep me extra safe.

And my school has been taken care of. Only the super intendant and the principal know Jackylon and King are my parents and they never go to parent-teacher conferences so all is good. I also never get in trouble at school. I'm always a good girl that follows the rules. No matter how many times I wanted to break into a fight I simply don't. Like my mom once said "that's just uncivil."

So I'm an eighteen year old girl that's finishing her last year of school but won't go off to college. I have a dog named Billy. My friends names are Bridget, Natalie, Harold, and Wesley. My best friends are Myra and Zander. I live in a mansion with an indoor pool and a hot tub. I've never invited my friends over nor threw any parties. I'm very stubborn and strong witted. I speak three different languages excluding English. I don't like sports and my favorite color is death, I mean black. Black just looks so good on me. So does yellow... Black and yellow are my favorite colors.

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Authors note: Did you find the connection?