Gang Leaders Daughter

Roxanne lives with her mom in a small quite town until she gets sick and dies. With no where else to go Roxanne goes to live with her dad. Living with her dad, and finding out what he is is a shock. Then one day she goes to the mall, with her friend Jasmine, were she meets Jaxon. As the two get to know each other better, a problems comes up. Roxy knows she has to save her dad. Will it tear them apart? or make them hold on tighter to each other?


13. Taking Charge

It felt wrong to go off and do something like this when my father was gone and maybe dead. Would he understand where ever he is? This thought left a burning in my stomach, and chest it demolished everything in it's path. Me aching in its wack. 

I sighed getting dressed.

I opened the door, silently walking down stairs. 

''Roxy...where are you going?''Jaxon asked still haft asleep.

Uh got caught! I thought.

''Umm....''I said. Not sure what to say.

''Are you going to leave?''He asked, his eyes held a violent storm, raging waiting to be let out.

''Are you going to leave me. Now that you got what you wanted. God! I should have known you were just like the rest just wanted to say you slept with me. Huh? Am I right? God! I am so stupid it was all pretend huh? Wasn't it? GET OUT OF MY HOUSE!''He vented out. Over and over.

'' wasn't....''I tried.

''GET OUT!''He yelled and if he didn't want to listen I didn't want to try to tell the truth. 

I ran out without saying anything and I ran all the way home.

I entered the door. A burning in my stomach not from fear, no this one was from anger. 

I heard yelling coming from down the hall.

''Shes weak. Nothing! Just like her father.''A familiar voice said. 

Who?Me, and my father.

Those words gave coal to my fire and it lit higher. I slammed open the door. Heads turned my way. All silently watching waiting.

I looked over at Victor.

''How dare you?''I said. Sure the fire was showing in my eyes. ''How dare you say that of my father and me? Weak is that what he was what I am? He is your colleague and yet he disappears and suddenly you forget all he has done for you. What does that have to say about you? Huh?''I looked him straight in the eye. My hands in fist by my side. 'Say another damn thing about my father? Say something?''I yelled.

''Your father was weak just like you.''

I pulled my fist back and rammed it right into his nose. I herd a satisfying crunch. 

''Bitch!''I said.''Anybody else got something to say.''I looked around some daring to look me in the eyes.''Now we have a man to find. My father.''

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