A/N: This is my first story, sorry if it's a mess.
Tanned skin covered in tattered clothes felt nothing as a sharp needle pierced her flesh. Hazy brown eyes surveyed the dark basement. There were three men and a woman with her. One of the men held one if her hands while the woman held the other. A blunt was occasionally pressed against her lips, she eagerly took a drag and enjoyed the magic of the smoke. "Ashley, you're so fucking sexy." The words were purred in her ear as a hand seductively teased her inner thigh. "I'm so proud of you."
Turning her head, unfocused brown eyes stared into the arrogant gang leader's face. Everything about the gang leader was sexy. Her body was perfect, eyes gorgeous, and attitude cocky. She always carried a gun around with her and didn't tolerate foolishness. Ashley felt safe when she was with Carmen, high or sober, it didn't matter. Carmen would always protect her. She belonged to the powerful gang leader, Carmen would never let anything bad happen to her.
"All done." The 19 year old black male stood up from his seat and placed the needle down. "What do you think Carmen?" He asked the leader of his crew. Carmen instantly became the leader once their original leader, her older brother, was shot and killed. She knew a lot about the gang and led them well.
The dark haired woman stood up from her seat and walked over to the opposite side of her girlfriend. She lifted her hand and smiled at the new tattoo on her wrist. "It's perfect." She murmured placing a lingering kiss on her skin. "She'll love it once she comes around." She looked back at the black man and released her lover's hand. "Now that we got my pet taken care of, tell me something important." She dropped the blunt in her hand and stepped on it. "Do you have the names of the two assholes that jumped Clyde?"
The dark male, Nigel, nodded. "Their names are Glen Carlin and Kel Wilson from King High." Carmen instantly snorted at the school's name. The person who killed her brother went to King High, since his death, Carmen was at war with the school. Most of her younger members went to another high school called Jameson high. The two schools have been rivals for years.
"Glen Carlin….he doesn't sound familiar." She mused, thinking of King High's gang members. "Are they new?"
Nigel nodded again. "We've done a bit of research and he moved here about two months ago. Their close to Sean."
"That explains it." Carmen mumbled knowing the name very well. Sean was King high's more higher gang members. He was a well known drug dealer and very dangerous man. "We're going to get these two back. Glen and Kel. But I want to be creative with them." She grinned. "Soon they'll regret what they did to Clyde." Dark hazel eyes moved over to the sleeping figure on the couch. "Take Ashley upstairs to the bedroom. She has school tomorrow." The 22 year old told her younger member.
"No problem."
Carmen watched the dark man take her lover into his arms and followed him to the staircase. "Nigel." He looked her way and she pulled out a pocket knife. "Don't forget she belongs to me. If I hear anymore bullshit about you eyeing her, you're dead." She added seriously. "And I do mean dead."
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