6 months later
It's been 6 months since my parents left me, and trust me that was the hardest time of my life. I got a roommate, max. He's a great friend, he totally changed me into someone new, remember that girl who got A's and was a goody goody? She's gone....
Sorry to disappoint, but it's different when you learn for yourself. I'm happy with who I am, I finished 11th grade, I'm totally bad ass as people call me. Everything changed one night.
I went Into coopings, as in gangs. I have two after me. Hemmings, and Malik's. I kills there best men, calum hood. And ashton Irwin. Since then I have Been training and have daggers and guns with me all the time.
I jump off the moving train onto the docs. I spotted their men, Liam payn, and harry styles. Easily, I could go there and kill them on spot. Yet I want to see them suffer.
I race to the cars and place bombs under the hooks. They notice me quickly I run to the tree and jump up the branches. As I get to the top, they are right under me, I smirk knowing how daily I can get them. I grab my rags, jump onto the curly one. I take the rag and stuff it in his mouth while doing a backflip making him go with me. He passes out and I take his gun pointing it at payn.
"We'll well well. Little girls going to shoot me?" He chuckled.
"Little girl? Yet I can kick your ass faster than light" I shoot him in the arm. But at the same time, I'm in someone's arms. I back kick them in the balls, I turn and it's Malik. I scowl at him taking my dagger ready to stab him I hold my knife above his heart,then-
"STOP! WE NEED YOUR HELP!" I stare confused.
"What?!? Like I'll help you." I cut his shirt leaving marks.
"Mason is going to kill us all. We need your help." I blank out when I here mason. Mason tried to kill me. He killed my sisters when we were younger and my mom. A tear escaped my eyes and I get back in reality.
"LIAR!" I thought I killed him last time.
"I KILLED HIM! " I flash to the memory, I could have sworn he was
"No he isn't. Please." For some reason I believe him I get off then walk back wards.
"I work alone.." I pick up my knife whiling off the blood.