Luke ALMOST gave me away. I mean, he almost said my real name. I can't have this random chick knowing my real name, so I told her my name was Justin. She, of course, fell for it. Seeing her brings back old memories. She looks so much like the Parris I used to know. But, the Parris I used to know is dead. I got a letter from her parent's saying so. About a year ago, I found where her parent's where living after calling a few people. I sent them a letter, asking them about Parris. A week later, I got a letter back form them. They explained that Parris, the love of my life, died in a deadly explosion. Yes, I said the love of my life. I've loved her ever since I met her. Like love at first sight if you believe that ****. What kind of explosion killed her? I don't know. They didn't go into details which I can understand and I'm thankful for.
Ever since then, I guess you can say I haven't been myself. I'd go out to bar's, get drunk, and hire some slut to take my mind off her, even if it only lasted a few hours.
After leaving Canada to move to Vegas, I lived with my dad for about a week before he just left me and my brother Alex. I bet the ass hole ran off with my mom. Anyway's, me and Alex stayed in Vegas for about a year. Then, using the money we had saved up, we bought a plane ticket to Atlanta, GA. We got to Atlanta, stole a Camaro zl1, then took off. We contacted Riley, an old friend of Alex's, and met up with him at their warehouse. He let us join his gang and ever since then, I've been helping them. Alex taught me how to build bombs and right from the start, we found out I was a natural, a pro.
After teaching me about bombs, they taught me how to shoot a gun. I quickly learned that, becoming the second best in the gang under Bailey. Bailey was the leader of the group and because of my great skills at creating bombs and shooting, I became his right hand man. Unfortunately, two years after joining the group, we got into a mix up wtih another gang and Bailey ended up getting killed. We had rushed the other gangs building. We had gotten inside and were just about to take out Robert, their leader, when we heard an explosion outside. I was able to get one shot at Robert before I fell back outside. Bailey and Mark had stayed back at the car's, taking down any of the Blood Gang who tried to get in or out. When I got outside, I stopped, dead in my tracks. Our cars were engulfed in flames. Mark was passed out on the ground. We rushed over to the car's, searching for Bailey. I was the first to find him. He was still alive, stuck inside one of the cars. I tried to open the door but I ened up burning my hands. He stared out at me with pleading eyes. I shot at the glass, trying to make it to where he could climb out when there was another explosion, the force from it knocking me to the ground. When I got back up, I looked over to find that the explosion had come from the car Bailey was in. His lifeless form was sprawled on the ground beside where I had been. In anger, I had ran back into Robert's warehouse, found him up in his bathroom, cursing up a storm while cleaning up his leg where I had shot him. When he caught my reflection in the mirror, he turned to look at me and as he did, I shot him between his eyes, right smack dab in the middle.
After that, I had walked out of the warehouse, back over to my boys. They had all gathered around Bailey. Even Mark, who seemed to have waken up, was over by him. When I approached, they all looked up at me with grieving eyes. We pressed two of our finger's to our lips, then touched our forehead's, before reaching them up to the sky. Everytime someone in our gang died, which wasn't often, we did that as our last goodbye.
After doing our goodbye, I had gone around back to their garage. I made sure no one was inside before breaking into one of their cars and hot wireing it. I drove it around to the front then got out, letting Alex drive it. Riley followed me back to the garage where we hot wired two more cars before going around front to pick the others up. The guys helped me get Bailey into my car before piling into the others. Mark rode up front with me while the other's got into the other two cars.
Riley and Alex drove home while I drove towards the lake. Once there, I went to the secluded part of the lake. Alex grabbed Baileys feet while I grabbed his hands. We carried him over to the waters edge, then threw him into the water. He had always said that if he died, he wanted us to throw his body in the lake. I just never thought that his wish would come true so soon.
Now, here I am, the leader of the gang. It's a lot harder then Bailey made it look. Bailey always made it look easy. I don't complain though. I know Bailey would have wanted me to stick it out for him.
I looked over to see Parris walking into the kitchen. I followed her, going over to the counter and pulling myself ontop of it.
"What do you guys have to eat?"
"I can take you somewhere if you'd like."
She closed the fridge before looking over at me.
"Can we go shopping too?"
"Sure. Let's go."
I walked out to the garage, Parris following close behind me. I grabbed the keys to my Bugatti Veyron Super Sport, walking over to it and opening the door. I heard Parris gasp and looked over at her. She was standing in front of it, gapeing at it.
"How in the world did you get this car?"
"Do you even know what "this car" is called?"
She glared over at me. "Yes. It's a Bugatti Veyron... Super Sport right?"
I raised an eyebrow at her. "For a girl you sure do know your cars."
She shrugged, smiling over at me. "What can I say, I'm not like normal girls."
I chuckled. She's damn right she's not.
She finally got in, putting her seat belt on and staring over at me. I started the car, pulling out of the garage before heading towards town. I reached over to the glove compartment, pulling out a pack of cigarettes. I pulled one out, putting the pack back, then lit it with my lighter. I stuck it between my lips, taking a long drag from it. I kept the smoke in my mouth a minute before exhaling it. I cracked my window, letting the smoke escape and took another drag from it.
"That's not good for you."
I looked over to Parris, exhaling the smoke. "And?"
"You shouldn't do it."
"But it helps me relax."
"Doesn't matter. It's still not good for you."
"Who are you to tell me what's good for me and what's not good for me?"
She shrugged before turning to look out her window. I finished the smoke then put it out. When we got into town, I drove to the mall. I parked the car in the first spot before getting out.
I followed Justin into the mall. He led me over to Forever 21. I giggled happily and took off inside. By the time I was done shopping, I only had three shirts, two tanktops, four pairs of shorts, a pair of sweatpants, and a jacket along with bra's and panties. Justin payed for everything, then led me to the food court. We got our food then went over to one of the vacant tables. I quickly ate my food, eager to get back and change into my clothes. Justin nibbled at his, looking at everyone that passed by. When he noticed I was done eating, he picked up our trash and threw it away. He picked up my bags for me and I followed him back out to his car. He put my stuff in his trunk then got in, starting the car before pulling out. We drove in silence for a while before I spoke up.
"Thanks for buying me some clothes."
I saw him smirk from the corner of my eyes. "Anything for my princess."
"Please STOP calling me that."
"Yes! Call me Parris."
I felt a pang in my stomach. Everytime I hear that name, a part of me always die's a little. "I'll call you whatever I want *****."
I saw her roll her eyes before she turned to look out her window. I stopped the car, spinning her around and making her look over at me.
"Don't ****ing roll your eyes at me. If I were you, I'd be begging on your knee's for my forgivness."
"For what? I did nothing wrong."
I slapped her, then turned in my seat, facing the road again. I slammed on the gas, taking off down the road. I was going 137 mph. Hopefully, there were not cops around. Even if their was, they couldn't do anything but eat my dust.
Once we got back home, I shut the car off, opening the trunk and grabbed her stuff. I took it inside up to my room then threw it onto the bed. I went back downstairs and found Parris in the sitting room, playing Just Dance 3. Man that girl loves to play Just Dance.
After we got back, Justin went up to put my things away while I went into the sitting room. I turned the Wii on, putting in Just Dance 3, and picking the first song that came up. I don't know why, but whenver I dance or sing, it always seems to clear my head, and boy did I need to do that. I was just finishing the song when I felt two arms wrap around my waist.
"I'm sorry for hitting you earliar. I've just had a lot on my mind."
I looked down at my feet, switching my weight from one foot to the other. "It's alright..."
"Mind if I join you?"
I shook my head. He went over, grabbed the other Wii controler of the charger as I picked another song to dance to.