Chapter Four

Alex (P.O.V.)

Ever been so bored that you willingly hung out with your parents? I was honestly losing my mind. It has been a couple days since I left that school and now, I’m just at home with nothing to do. It is now Thursday night and I leave for New York on Monday. I was currently in the kitchen watching my mother make dinner while I continuously ate out of the plate of bacon she had set out on the countertop.

“Alex can you please stop eating all of the bacon? Your father needs to eat” She scolded.

“There are many things he needs to do and eating bacon is not one of them” I replied as I stuffed more bacon into my mouth.

“Continue doing that and you won’t get any bacon for dinner”.

“You know you always look prettier with your mouth shut.” With that I grabbed the entire plate of bacon and made my way to the room.

I need something to do.

Just then my phone rang, and the caller ID honestly made me smile.

“What’s up Nathan” I answered with a grin on my face.

I know exactly what he was calling me for.

“I got a fight for you tonight princess, what do you say?” He asked chuckling in the process.

I guess he can sense my excitement through the phone.

“Heck yes!”

I immediately got off my bed and changed into gym clothes. I got a fight tonight. It has been a while since I have gotten to smash someone’s head in.

I hopped into my car and drove downtown. I drown down an alley and got to the secret entrance. I knocked three times on the door and presented my wrist tattoo – represented my membership – at the peephole. The door opened and I was suddenly taken aback by all the memories I shared with Nathan and my brother here.

Before I could continue reminiscing, I was engulfed in a tight hug, almost knocking me off my feet.

“ALEXXXX, I missed you!” I heard Nathan shout into my ear.

“Not so loud, I need my ears to ignore people” I chuckled and hugged him back.

He released me and just stood there staring at me with a big grin on his face.

“What?” I asked suspiciously.

“Guess” he said.

I rolled my eyes.

“Tell me or I will leave” I said not wasting any time. I hated when people did that. Like just tell me.

“Okay fine. Party pooper, you are so lame. Tonight, some important people from the Red-Light gang. Maybe they might recruit you after they see you fight” his eyes lit up and he looked at me in excitement.

The Red-Light gang was an Italian gang that had power over a couple states in America and is also going international because they continuous make new allies everywhere they do. They are notorious for ammunition and drugs but most importantly, protecting their own. It is highly admirable and respectable, that is why when you get a chance to join them, you take it. Although they can be ruthless, if you play your role in the gang as you are supposed to, then they would have no problem.

“Maybe but you should know I’m leaving for New York on Monday. The parents got me going to a new school” I said, suddenly wishing I did not have to move.

Nathan inhaled deeply and gave me a stern look.

“I have anger problems and people keep trying me” I said sheepishly.

“Alright, let us get you in the ring. You are going to fight one of the Red-Light members” he said like it was not even a big deal.

I squealed and jumped up and down then proceeded to skip behind him as he made his way to the locker room.

There was not a lady’s room here, because really, I was the only female member of this club.

I walked into the locker room and placed my bag into a locker then made my way outside by the ring, where I saw a tall motherfucker warming up. His both arms were covered in tattoos and I notice the Red-Light gang tattoo behind his ear.

So that is who I’m fighting tonight. Great.

I was currently in a black tank top and red basketball shorts. Who knew I’d be representing tonight?

I chuckled and stepped into the ring.

A crowd began to gather around the ring, and I noticed people starting to place their bets. I snickered. They were all betting on the wrong person. Tall, dark and ugly over there.

“What’s so funny princess” he asked me.

It was then I realized that I was just standing in the ring laughing by myself. I must look like a crackhead.

“First of all, do not call me princess. I am a queen. Second, I am funny, so I tend to do that from time to time” I responded, toying with him a little

“A stand-up comedian aye. Well, I think the circus is that way. You’re in the wrong place…princess”.

This asshole.

I will show him circus when he starts to see colors in his head.

“Are you really going to trash tell me or fight like a real man? Let us leave the cat fight for someone on your level because I can’t stoop that low, I’m afraid” I smirked and watched his face as it got red.

Tsk tsk tsk

And I am the one with anger issues.

He charged at me full force swung his fist to hit me. I ducked and walked around him unfazed. He charged at me again with the same move, gaining the same response. I chuckled and motioned for him to come at me. He literally huffed and I got bored of waiting for him to start fighting so I swing my legs and hit behind his knee, making his legs buckle, causing him to fall. As he fell, I straddled him and began to punch him repeatedly in his face. By the time I was done his nose was squirting blood and I can hear the crowd cheering me on.

I missed this.

In my moment of pondering, he flipped up over so that he was on top and he hit me on my jaw.

Ouch.

“Are we going to fuck or what?” I asked, smirking at him as I leaned forward and pecked him on the lips before I raised my knee and slammed it onto his crotch. Poor guy.

Oh well.

I dropped to the ground holding his manhood as I walked around the ring waiting for him to get up.

The referee, A.K.A, Nathan, began the countdown and sure enough I won.

No surprise there.

Nathan lifted my arm in the air and declared me the winner as the crowd cheered while some exited the gym in anger because they just lost a lot of money.

“Dude you just got owned by a girl” I heard a voice say, followed by loud obnoxious laughter.

I look at the guy on the ground still and noticed that he had an entourage around him. One guy stood out.

He seemed calm and collected but stern, quiet and dangerous. He just gave off that vibe.

“The name is Angelo Francesco” he held his hand out for a handshake.

I took it and introduced myself.

“Alex Black”

“Cool name” he said offering me a smile.

“I know” I smiled back, making eye contact.

“Y’all gonna fuck or…” Nathan asked rolling his eyes.

“He wishes” I said, as I grabbed my money and made my way to the exit without even saying goodbye to anyone.

Who needs manners when you look and feel as dangerous as me?