this story about two rival gangs , the Blacks and the White's. Charlotte black all her life has known once she is 17 she will take over the gang . she is prepared for it and all the problems along the way , both no one ever told her that a black wou...
My name is Charlotte black and I hate whites except Lionel and Emma of course , my parents are a little pressing when it comes to things of black and white, but for me , I could care less. Originally, I was born with white hair (total coincidence) but am the heir or whatever, so I had to dye it onyx . Carla and I were best friends since I was four , I knew about the gangs then but could care less Carla, has always been the one I ran too when I was afraid, but what happens when , the wan I run to is the one am running from . It all started with meeting her parents Mr $ Mrs White.
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When i first met them , I thought they were the sweetest , people in the whole world , but two weeks of seeing them , I found out otherwise , it was Saturday meaning I had gun practice, I had just returned from early morning run , today was a gang meeting , meaning , no one was around , except Carla, as I approached her house I could hear light screaming from inside. I was born with very sensitive stuff or whatever and being the little idiot 7 year old I was , I ran to the house thinking It was Carla, I searched , the whole freaking mansion but couldn't find her , I started heading to the basement , I had been there once and only once . And there I found the sight that changed my life forever.
There I found 7 year old Carla tourting three children (two boys and a girl). I screamed so loud , I almost deafened myself . without thinking ran towards her and punched her, blow after blow she slowly stopped struggling. And then she was unconscious . I got off her and freed her victims , the first boy who I later learnt , his name was Kota passed out in my arms. He was so weak and feeble , he looked dead. The other boy was Lionel and the girl was his sister, they said she was just punishing them . And that's how we were best friends till today. But that's what led to me being kicked out of my parents house , cause I saved a white, not one but two. That's right Lionel and Emma were whites, I went off with Kota . Traveled across the world , learnt new languages, and skills,Seen things,and learnt things that no one else knows about me and Kota finally arranged for a mansion to built for us back home in new Zealand, cause we both knew we would be back eventually , currently we are living in El Salvador, we always built a house in every country we go tower never know when we might need it. Me and Kota grew up to be best of freinds.
Back at home Carla p.o.v. I still remember it like it was 7 years ago cause it was. I got beaten to a pulp by my ex-best friend Charlotte, but it was so worth it when she was kicked out of her house , I knew she would come crying back to me like she always did when we fought , she was a peace maker. But Damn was I wrong , she hightailed the country with Dakota , I needed that boy , he was my only prisoner that hasn't died, he was stronger than he thought but although not in muscle. The blacks has been looking for their heir for the past 7 years , she was good at covering her tracks , but I could care less , now I had Lionel Al to myself , I had an obsession with this boy like the way Charlotte liked eating ashes of dead people, it has always been a habit for her. Although I miss her dearly , her absence has some perks, while she is gone hiding, I am building myself to better than ever. And my silver eyes friend Lionel never spoke again . He went totally mute ever since the day she was gone , I tried torturing him but he would just remain blank , the shell if the friend , I used to live . Although it took 8 yrs I was finally over my obsession with him . All I cared about now was my gang. Well technically not my gang more of my brothers gang but am third in command , Lionel was his second and his best friend , even though they never spoke . But if anything were to 'happen' to him , I would take over . I am totally different now though people call me heartless . I was on the cheerleading squad a typical cheerleader I guess , I bullied people for no reason and could go crazy at times but I always had a smile on my face . I want normally cheerful and happy , I still hated the blacks though . Oh well . Time for school .
