2nd Book to 'I Still Hate You'
Lexie King, Daughter to Austin and Veronica King, pushes her self every day to become as strong and brave as her parents. Her mother reminding her every day that she could become the leader of the gang while her father...
"Where are you off to roomie?" He asks me, I look at him again studying his familiar face.
"I have a name you know"
"Actually I didn't know, because you didn't tell me," He says crossing his arms staring at me.
"Its Lexie"
"Basic," He says shaking his head.
I roll my eyes "I bet yours is Brad or some shit"
He chuckles and looks up at me "Do I look like a Brad to you?" He says raising his eyebrows.
"It's Killian"
"Have I met you.. outside of school?" I ask him and walk over to him, I take a glimpse of his paper catching sight of an envelope opened with a stack of money.
I grab it being the nosey person I am, hundreds of hundred dollar bill stay in the envelope.
"This is like three grand!"
He snatches it out of my hand and I look at him with wide eyes.
"You counted wrong"
I stare at him suspicuosly and turn away.
"Okay weirdo... I'll see you later"
I walk away wondering where he could have possibly gotten that much money from and where have I seen that face?
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I pull up at the address, which happened to be a motel... a very sketchy motel.
I park and walk up to the counter which it outside, I knock on the screen door and throw up my hood, a man slides open the screen and stares at me.
He had a dirty beard and looked like a coke addict. And of course, I meant that in the nicest way possible.
"I need the key to room 54," I say, he turns his head and looks at the numbers.
"It's occupied," He says and then coughs into his hand.
I sigh.
I pull out a hundred dollar bill and hand it to him.
His eyes widen and he nods handing me on the key, I take it from him and walkway with my hands in my jacket pocket.
I walk to the motel room and unlock the door slipping in, the room smells of alcohol making me wanna heave over in disgust.
I walk around the dark motel seeing beer cans and bottles thrown around, the place was disgusting.
I walked over to the kitchen to see weed in separate bags.
I shake my head, why would my father work with such a sketchy guy, I see money envelopes on the counter with papers.
The envelopes have a stamp of an eye on the top and so do the receipts with the order of the drugs.
I take the papers and the money placing them in a plastic bag, that is not our gang sign... he is a double agent.
I hear the door unlock and I pull out my gun, the door opens and I run up to him holding the gun to his face.
"Walk inside slowly"
He puts his hands up and I back up as he walks forward.
"Shut the door with your foot"
He does what I say and I lick my lips, fear evident in his eyes.
"Now get on your knees"
He gets on his knees and I shake my head at him realizing big of a coward this man is.
"Remember that girl? the other night at the fight that you sexually harassed, well yeah, she protected by our gang. Oh and not to mention your a double agent, so go back and tell your boss that we know about you."
He stumbles over his words and I take the end of the gun hitting it as hard as I could with the pressure point on the side of his head knocking him out.
I smile at myself and walk out of the place slamming the door behind me.
Maybe I should be the leader, my own father didn't even know and I found out before him.
Let's see what he has to say when I approche him with the information.
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