Don't Judge Too Quickly

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Lexie King

~ Conflicted ~

"Just because your older doesn't mean shit" I spat at Allen

He rolls his eyes and shakes his head at me.

"Your too immature to even be a fucking Leader" He throws back at me and now it's my turn to roll my eyes

"That's rich coming from you"

He lets out a laugh "Is that all you can come up with as a come back"

"Don't even get me started" I send a glare and he smirks.

"Hit me"

"You hold a gun the wrong way to seem more of a gangsta than a professional, you suck at keeping secrets, you tell too many people about our plans to seem cool, you always get punched in the face because you always have the wrong stance-"

He pushes me back as I know his ego is hurt.

"Shut the fuck up Lexie!"

"You told me to 'hit you' dumbass" I walk closer to him

"Unless you meant physically," I say and raise my fist

"It wouldn't even hurt, look at your arms, you have fucking chicken arms"

I take a quick punch at his face but my fist is grabbed and it's not Allen's hand.

I look to see my dad as his icy eyes stare into mine, my blue eyes just like his.

"What did I tell you about fighting with your Brother," My dad says

My mouth drops "He was-"

"He is under a lot of stress with training right now Lexie"

"Wow, if your gonna love one child more than the other the least you could do is come up with a different excuse because we both know this bitch is lazy" I growl and shove past the both of them anger filling every inch of me.

"Lexie...."

The voice of my mother makes my heart soft and I turn around to see her, her smile warm.

"Come with me"

She says, I huff and join her side.

Veronica, my mother, I look like her, dark hair, tan skin, but my eyes are my fathers.

"Why is he so against me becoming leader or having anything to do with this family," I say to her frowning.

"Because you're his little girl, he doesn't want to lose you"

"So he doesn't care about Allen?" I ask her, she throws me a look.

"The females have a harder time surviving in a gang"

"Mom! Look at you!!" I say

We reach her room as she huffs.

"I am just telling you how he thinks, not how I think" 

"Well, then how do you think?"  I ask her a plop on her bed, she keeps her back towards me going through a drawer 

"I think you are stronger than your brother, faster, smarter, and kinder"

"I think those traits are best for a Leader... but those traits are good for a normal life," She says

I furrow my brows and she turns to look at me.

How come she is giving me a choice?

"I had a choice and I chose this because I fell in love, you have a choice, don't let love determine it though, let your heart decide on what it really wants,"