CHAPTER 1 - FRIDAY FUN

It was a cold night of summer, the one type of night we didn't have for a long time here in New York and during summer. Everyone I had once known as a kid was at this party we called Friday Fun.

It was a party where everyone would normally get there to get drunk and it was always hosted by the same kid, a rich ass brat whose parents were always away. He had this one big mansion all to himself almost all the time and it was so big it could cover the cliff of a mountain.

Me, as an eighteen years old teenager, I would go to these parties only to meet with people. And the guy who hosted those parties at his mansion was called Alex. He looked like every bratty kid I saw in my life: bright hair, perfect teeth and an immensely big wardrobe full of clothes he never wore and of clothes that didn't fit him anymore.

Today the party started later than usual which either meant that Alex's parents were in the house or he had to deal with his slutty and lusty girlfriend.

Alex's family name was Adamson which meant that he was from a rich family, one at the top of the society, but he would usually spend his money on drugs and alcohol.

I was only coming to those parties to meet people and that night of summer, I meet a tall boy whom I would have taken for my dead brother if he had had lighter hair.

He asked me if I wanted to learn how to fight. But he added that everything came with a price. The price was my life dedicated to the gang in which he was.

Little did I know this contract I had done with him was going to cost me my life.