The sound of music could be heard from miles away. Of course, I thought. Another party which usually takes place every weekend. I live in the worst neighborhood possible, Livington, with my mother Lena. After my father died, we felt that we had to return to his hometown. It was almost as if we still have a piece of him.

Only in this neighborhood, everything is absolutely hideous and dangerous. It looks as if the houses went through an earthquake, the schools are filled with weed, and it's full of gangs. Naturally, the leader of "The Bloods" lives down the street from me. I don't think I've ever felt so vulnerable and unsafe. I feel as if anywhere I go I will get raped of jumped. It's terrifying knowing my best friend Bailey got raped and my other friend Lindsey got jumped. Bailey decided to have the baby, and I feel awful for her. Of course, I help out. As for Lindsey, she was on her way to go Christmas shopping, so they stole her purse and got $1,000.

You're never safe in Livington. As scared as I am, I have to go and stop the party. It was getting late and there was a huge math test tomorrow. I need sleep, because this will make or break your grade. Although I was in a white tank top and pink striped shorts, I decided I wouldn't be the only slut there. I slipped on my bunny slippers and tip toed through the hallways, hoping my mother wouldn't wake at any sudden movement. If she caught me up this late she would kill me. Somehow, I made it past the door and ran outside. The warmth immediately bought me pleasure. Ah, the perks of living in California. In the humid air, I sprinted towards the house that bought pandemonium to the neighborhood. I stepped up the creaky, wooden stairs and paused. I realize that the other neighbors didn't dare step on this ground, or even call the police. That's when I realized how dangerous this was, and that this was clearly the biggest mistake of my life. I moved my long, blond locks off of my back. Feeling my head, I already had nervous perspiration developing, and it was starting to spread. As my heart beat at a faster rate each second, it felt like it would explode.

"Lily," a voice called from behind. I immediately turned around with my fists up.

"Don't worry ,baby. I won't hurt you," the leader of "The Bloods", Mike, explained. I gulped.

"Don't call me that," I demanded.

"God damn," he said walking closer to me with a devious smile. He cupped my face in one of his large hands. "I like a feisty girl with pretty blue eyes."

My breathing rate increased with every second, afraid of what Mike would do. "Can you just lower that music? I'm trying to sleep and so is the rest of the town. We can't really do that with your obnoxious music blasting," I snapped.

"You're very sexy. I wish you weren't so geeky and would attend my parties. Lots of fun things go on," Mike told me.

"Well I'm not very interested. Can you please get your hand off my face and let me go home. Oh, and while you're at it, maybe you could turn off that radio?" I asked politely, stepping back.

"After I show you around," he replied guiding me through the door. There was a strange stench, it was like teenage stew. I could smell the mix of alcohol, drugs, and sweat. Mike showed me the kitchen, where we snacked on a few cheese puffs, and then upstairs. He opened one door and we saw a disturbing sight, and immediately shut the door. He then gave me a tour of his room, when foot steps could be heard climbing the steps. I could already tell by the leader, Josh, that these were "The Crips", the good guys. He eyed me up and down and walked right passed me and to Mike.

"We know you did it," Josh accused Mike, pushing him into the wall.

"Did what?" Mike questioned a little too innocently.

"What's going on right now?" I urgently asked.

"You should get out of here before it gets ugly," Josh told me without making eye contact, his eyes focusing on Mike.

"I want to know," I said firmly.

"I'm sorry but I can't do that at the moment," he responded, "Just please get out." The guy was nearly begging, but I would not give in. This is probably something far from my business, but I could care less. Josh turned to me and looked at me, and I could tell he wanted me out. It was that little split second where Mike was able to escape his grip and picked me up. High pitched screeches came from my mouth when I realized what he was about to do. Locking us in a separate room, Mike pressed me against the wall and kissed me as I tried to resist. Before he could do anything, the door broke down. Josh stood there in the doorway, throwing a chair in the hallway.

Boys, get him," Josh ordered. The group of teenagers did as their leader said as he approached me. "Come here. Don't worry, I'm not going to hurt you." I took Josh's hand and he led me to a bedroom and sat on the bed with me. "Are you okay? You better not say yes." He was right. I couldn't say yes, I just nearly got raped!
"Honestly, no. I hate this town and the people in it. It's scary and I don't want to do it anymore," I answered.

"Give me your phone," he said.

"No."

"Fine," he said snatching my white iPhone from my tiny hands. He began typing things and returned my phone. He put his number in and texted himself. "Text me. I'm taking you for a nice walk in the park."

"Oh , I don't know," I replied. It frightened me to date a man from a gang. I've seen him around school, and he scares nearly everyone. Although not very tall, he has a wonderful jaw that means he means business.

"Yes. Now take this bracelet. It will show the others that you're mine now,' Josh said to me sliding on a black bracelet with a side cross.

"Are you sure? Who's is this?"
"It was my mother's."

' "Oh, Josh I can't take this! I don't even know if I'm free tomorrow. I have to check my calendar," I lied.

"Take the bracelet as a gift from me. It belongs on a beautiful woman. Oh, I checked your calendar. You've never wrote anything in there," he said standing up. I felt quite awkward as he knew I was lying, but I couldn't help but feel bad for him after what happened to his parents. Apparently, some psycho path shot both of them and Josh watched it, tied securely around a pole with rope.

"I'll pick you up tomorrow at 3:00. Wear something pretty. Oh, and nice bunny slippers," he winked, squeezing my ass. I jumped a little. I've never been touched like that.

"You are so cute and innocent," he smirked, exiting the room. I ran out to look for him so I could reject his date plans, but he disappeared.

He was my worst nightmare.

I hope yall like it so far! lawlz im not even from the south. anyways, if you have read Dark (harry styles fan fic) or Danger (Justin Bieber fan fic) , its kinda gonna be like those. i only read dark but my friend told me about the whole gang thing. so yeah, i wont be copying their ideas, just the overall plot will sorta be the same but not really.

idek.

but yes ill probably update tomorrow or in a few days, depends on my sched holla. so follow me on twitter hutcher_whore and on instagram tuckinthattaillittleduck. thank yall for reading if you did!