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170: Pain
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The Ganglord’s Girl 171: Staying
I feel a lot better. I woke up without any pain at all, but maybe it's just the effect of the painkillers I'm on.I've been trying to convince myself all morning that I had that conversation with Damien in my dreams. It was some terrible nightmare and most importantly, it never happened. He would never say such things to me. Why would he want to end us when this war barely started? But there's a dull ache in my chest that tells me otherwise, that the sooner I acknowledge that he practically broke up with me, the better.I can't accept that. I can't sit by idly as he ruins us, ruins what we have. He's scared and I get that, but we can't give up now. There's no point in me leaving now. What's done is done. I already lost our baby. If we can't get through this, we can get through anything. What's the worst that could happen?What could they possibly do to me that hasn't already been done?All morning I tried to keep myself from falling asleep because I have to see him. I can't miss him t
The Ganglord’s Girl 172: Altercation
"Answer the question."The man before him opens his mouth and blood gushes right out of it and down his chin in torrents. Damien feels no sympathy for him. This is the man who burned his nightclub down. He shouldn't have lit that fucking match. What's worse? He refuses to cooperate; he won't tell him who sent him.That just won't do."Please," he says. This is all he says. He can't understand why these men would rather beg than tell him who sent them. It's a simple question. His knuckles hurt. He's spent far too much time on this idiot and he isn't even getting anywhere. Every minute he wastes could lead to his undoing and this only serves to fuel his fury. He doesn't like this one bit. He gestures at Howie to pick the bucket of ice up. He pours it all over the man, who hisses in pain. His fingertips are blue, but this doesn't faze him. It's either he talks or he ends up dead."I have a family," he says through chattering teeth. "Please.""We all do," Damien replies coldly. "We're fam
The Ganglord’s Girl 173: Psycopath
The pain is starting to kick in. I'm sweating and I have no idea how to make this pain go away. I've already had some over-the-counter pain medication, and it helped a little. Everything hurts, from my wrist to my uterus. PI've always had issues with my period, but this is a little worse. I bought maxi pads, too, and I'll need to change soon. I'll also need to change the bandage around my wrist. I have no idea of where to go. Every time I stumble across a hotel, I wonder if I won't be too exposed. I'm not ignorant to what's happening; anyone could try to use me to get to him, exactly the way Elizabeth did. My plan is to hide out for a few days and then find him and try to convince him that we can't be apart. I've been walking for the past two hours and I haven't stopped. I didn't take a cab simply because I don't want to open this duffle bag. I could get robbed, that's also a frightening possibility. My lower back is on fire, I can't keep this up. I need to find a place to rest as
The Ganglord’s Girl 174: Collision
Devon parks the car beneath an apartment building.I recognize it. I was here with Brad last time. He didn't move? That's surprising. He's constantly on the move, so the fact that he's been here for nearly two weeks amazes me. He glances at me as if he heard my thoughts I wouldn't be shocked if he did. "I'll move out in a couple of days."I don't say anything. He moves to grab the duffel and I inch away from him. I don't want him to know what's inside, but I bet that he already knows. It's not that I think Devon is a thief, but he isn't above hiding the bag from me so I have no means of going anywhere and that can't happen. He knows what I'm carrying. I'm sure he knows.I follow him inside.I'm trying to figure out a way to get rid of him. He can't be following me around, that won't do. Sooner or later, Damien's going to try to find me and if I don't find a way to communicate with him, I'll ruin everything and that wasn't part of my plan. If Devon keeps following me, I'll lead him str
The Ganglord’s Girl 175: Allies
Two days before...Elizabeth met the infamous Felix Baldwyn in a bar late at night.She had never heard of him, as shocking as that seems. Before the last couple of weeks, she wasn't heavily involved in the business aspect of their lifestyle. She contacted her godfather and told him she wanted to help, but only because she had her own plans, and she wanted to see them through.First and foremost, she wanted to make Damien suffer.They'd broken up a couple of months ago and she'd been with other men, sure, but that didn't erase the humiliation she felt when he sent her away. After the day she went to his office to try to mend things and ended up being dragged out by security, something inside of her snapped. Everything she ever felt for him disappeared. None of the good memories were left. He'd been with her for eight years and only proposed because she'd asked him to, in a way. He didn't want children, yet she heard from Eduardo's sources that he was happy about the child that spying
The Ganglord’s Girl 176: Dizzy
My ears are ringing.I'm so disoriented that for a second, I don't know where I am. I look around and I'm stunned. My vision is blurred, I can't see much. I'm dizzy. How'd I get here? What's the meaning of this? It feels like I've woken up from a coma and I'm unsure about where I am. I try to move and everything in my body hurts. My wrist, especially. I cry out in pain.I look up and my duffel bag is hovering above me. How is this possible? It's literally above me. I could try to touch it if I wanted to, but I won't risk feeling pain again.I look around again.There are cars all around us, and suddenly, I remember. Devon wanting to leave in a hurry. The black car following us. The van heading straight towards us. It hit us. I look up again, then realize that I'm not looking up at all. I'm hanging upside down. The duffel is beneath me, not above.I look to my left and I see Devon, also hanging upside down. There's blood dripping down his face, his nose especially. He's unconscious. I
The Ganglord’s Girl 177: Poison
Felix is in and out of the place.Mostly, it's just the two of us. A man was here earlier, I assumed that he worked for Felix. He looked my way briefly before resuming his conversation with him. I couldn't hear what they were talking about, but I wished I could. I have to know what's happening; have they communicated with Damien? If so, what happens next?It's getting dark and we're still here. He's always on the phone, and he's clearly anxious. He kicked a crate an hour ago, so maybe things aren't going according to plan? That pleases me. I hope Damien ignores him. I hope he doesn't walk into this trap they're laying out for him.I don't want him to die because of me.I had good intentions, even though I was a little careless about the execution of my plan. For starters, I could've taken a cab, but I thought walking would be safer. Besides, how could I take a cab when I didn't know where I was going? It's too late to think about these things, but this will haunt me forever if things
The Ganglord’s Girl 178: Cold
But of course he didn't die.Devon Tyler is a tough son of a bitch. He broke his arm and his nose and lost three molars, is on the verge of losing his left eye, but he's alive. He's in a stable condition, too.He's been in and out of consciousness for hours. He's already been told what happened, not that he needed an extensive explanation. He felt it in his bones when that van hit them. His last thought was 'fuck' as the car rolled over. He doesn't remember a single thing after that. What he wants to know is how Amelia is. He's been asking about her, but no one seems to hear him. He doesn't even know if he's talking or if it's all in his head. Why won't anyone answer him?He doesn't want to hear bad news. She can't be dead. He took most of it. They both had seat belts on. If she's hurt, it can't be anything life-threatening. He tells himself this over and over again, but without news, he's slowly driving himself insane. He wished vehemently that he didn't care, but there's no point in
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