JUSTIN'S POV
I jumped on top of him as Nala ran her hands through her hair and screamed
"OH MY GOD",
I lifted my fist and slammed it into the middle of his face, when it collided I heard a big 'crack' noise
"Oh shit did I hurt your face pretty boy", I spat at him as I felt two people grab each one of my arms and lift me off of him, he sat up and put a hand over his bleeding nose as I was being pulled back. I smirked at the pain I cause him before I started to fight back against his boys who were holding me
"LET GO OF ME! DONT TOUCH ME", I pulled my arms out of there grasp as the boys walked in
"Well hello mother fuckers!", Marcus shouted as he fired one round into the ceiling
"Let's get this mother fucker started aye?", Marco said, his thick English accent cutting through the room
"You can't have a party without some blood", jake added before they all came running in picking up a hight with one of the other boys in blue, I smirked at Walker before I slammed him against the pool table and held a knife to his neck
"Come on man you don't wanna kill me in front of Nala do you?", I pressed the knife deeper into his neck
"How do you know nala", I spat in a low hushed tone
"Oh don't you know? I fucked around with her before you ever got the chance too", in surprise I pulled the knife away from his throat and stabbed him in the lower guy before I turned to Nala, tightly grabbed her wrist and pulled her out of the club, she pulled her arm out of my grasp, as soon as I felt her arm slip away, I turned to look at her, my eyes glazed over black,
"WHAT THE FUCK WAS THAT?! YOU COULD HAVE KILLED HIM JUSTIN! WHAT WOULD YOU HAVE DONE THEN GO TO JAIL!? LEAVE ME WITHOUT YOU?!", she screamed with her eyes glazed over in tears, I smirked and paced towards her till I was about a inch away
"Baby I don't think you get it, I kill people for a living", she looked at the ground letting a single tear fall before she looked up at me again
"You're not the same anymore", she spat before walking off down the gang, drug dealer, and prostitute infested streets of Detroit
NALAS POV
I walked down the street, avoiding eye contact with people, I started to think back about when I met him, the first time our eyes met and from then on, nothing was the same
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Hey guys! Tell me in the comments what you think of it! So I was thinking about posting another story while I work on this one... What do you think?