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'Warren's' POV

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My name's actually Alec Adonis Caspian Winston. I was born and grew up in California, LA. I wasn't exactly the happiest child ever seeing that the people I called family.

My mother, QueenGrace Natalie Winston was a renowned prostitute and damn was she good at her job. Not that I've ever experienced any of her touches, but with the many rumours I heard of how she gets things done, I wouldn't actually say I was ashamed of her. She- on the other hand- was my pride and joy. My first teacher, my solid rock, my helper, I didn't know what I'd do without her. I loved her crazy traditions that we all had to celebrate. Despite the fact that she was a prostitute, she still had her decency. She was a no-shit kind of person, a woman who used both brains and brawn in a chaotic social world she found herself in. She was a tomboy in closed doors but outside if you wanted to look dazzling that night, you'd know where to meet her, but of course not without your money. 'Money cant buy you everything' they say and my mother believed that with all her heart. She always told me this whenever I feel something bad happened. She's still alive though.

I never knew my father, but I always wanted to know who he was, you know if he was some kind of badass guy or if he was oddly quite or just anything. So I decided that when I grew older, I'd ask my mom where and who he was.

I have five siblings; three girls and two boys. I'm actually the third born, two older brothers and all the girls come after me. The first born Aiden, has almost the same features as I. His muscular build was more terrifying than sexy but everyone has their own different opinion of him. Aiden's two years older than me meaning he's twenty-seven now. He has long dark brown hair which complements his electric blue eyes. In high school, he was one of the jocks. Everyone loved him because he was so cool and knew how to play various sports. We had a very close relationship until he started doing drugs and became heads of different drug smuggling groups. At that time, I didn't see the efficiency of hard drugs so I brushed it off as something crazy people did.

Our second born, Alexandre, also looked like Aiden but had dark hair unlike Aiden's dark brown. He was also very popular in high school because he was brother's to an already popular guy. Compared to Aiden, Alex's smaller. He did have broad shoulders and the deep v every girl goes crazy for but compared to Aiden he was quite small. Just like all brothers, we dreamed of our future, you know all the money we'd earn from our sporty professions, all the ladies that'll be so attracted to us, the different cars we'd buy, yup that life was really something. We planned to live it together then separate but still be close. When everyone heard about what Aiden was doing, we didnt know how to feel anymore. So, Alex decided to talk some sense into Aiden but his attempts hit him right back in the face. Instead of Aiden to change, it was Alex who did. He got hooked up on drugs and left the house with no trace of him anywhere,even his friends had no idea where he'd gone to.

My sister, Brianna, was as happy and cheerful as mother. In fact, they were almost inseparable. They did almost everything together. Paint their nails, do their hair, talk about boys and all that. We were all close, close to the extent that we tell each other anything and I mean anything. So one day, Brianna called me after school to tell this big secret she's been keeping. I could understand why she decided to tell me out of everyone else. Mother was too busy to keep up her usual traditions with Bree, while Aiden and Alex always had something to do, the others; Laura and Camille were always as busy as their brothers because they worked in bars. So, Bree told me the latest gist. She'd finally found the person that's gonna take her away and fulfill all her dreams. She wanted to get- married. The thought of my sister getting married now was horrific. I mean, I wasnt getting married anytime soon till like maybe in the next seven years or something but Bree was already lost in how she was gonna live her life and all that shit. What really broke me was the person she wanted to get married to. Bobby Steele.

Bobby's always been bad news; loves to drink and smoke, sneak out of classes, bully teachers to give him whatever he wanted, went to prostitute clubs, heck my mother danced on him! Really, when they say love is blind I never believed them until that day.

I pleaded with Bree to listen to my warnings but she was adamant. She said she loved him and didn't care about his faults. Honestly, I didn't exactly care how this happened but all I wanted was for her to snap out of this trance and end it. Bree got angry at the fact that I wasn't being happy for her and felt heartbroken to the fact that she expected me to understand her so the next morning I woke up and ran to Bree's room only to be met by the cold breeze of her open window and a note with her pretty cursive handwriting

Dear family,

I know you must all be looking for me but I'm far far away from you guys with the love of my life. If Alec didnt mention it last night,I'm getting married to the man of my dreams, Bobby Steele. Seeing that nobody wanted to listen to me, I told my soon-to-be husband my problems and he personally came here and is taking me away. I know to you guys it may sound ridiculous, but I'm sure of what I want! I'm sure he's the one! And I'm sure you guys dont care. I may invite you to our wedding but only when the time is right and I feel like. DO NOT bother to look for me because I'll be like a ninja in the shadows watching you but you cannot watch me.

Cheers

Bree.

My heart cracked when I read the letter. I turned around to show my family the letter but I was already met with pained expressions. They read the letter too. I didn't know what to say,what to do or what exactly to feel but all I knew was that I was suffering a terrible heartbreak.

For the remaining months and years that passed by, I always had this constant reminder of the large black void in my heart.

Some years after that, I received a call from New City Hospital. They told me my sister Bree was calling me there. They said she was in labour and something wrong happened to her husband and she wrote my number as the emergency call. I was both happy and shocked, happy to hear my sister's okay and I'm about to be an uncle, shocked that I didn't know she was pregnant and something happened to Bobby. I drove like a maniac on the road but I didn't care, my sister needed me. When I got there, they told me to fill in somethings and I entered the labour room. She looked like she was going to die. I ran up to her and held her hand tight, making her acknowledge my presence. She turned to me and smiled. After some pushes, a bouncing baby boy was making a whole lot of noise in the room. Truly I was overjoyed to see Bree once more. The nurses there told me to please leave the room so she can rest. I held my nephew in my arms like as if he were my own son. When Bree finally woke up, she told me everything that happened.

She called me because people from a particular group of drug smugglers killed Bobby for not paying his debt. They threatened to come for her next but she made a deal to be a prostitute and work for them. They obviously agreed and allowed her to deliver. They said that she should call anyone she trusts to take care of the child whom she'll be seeing monthly. So, she called me. I was only in college when all this happened. I told her to be calm but little did I know that as soon as she got better, she was taking off. Since I couldn't keep Adrien, my nephew, I kept him with Aiden. That was the last I heard of Bree.

My other sisters; Laura and Camille dropped out of school and ran their own bar.

I later on asked my mother who my father was. He was a wild but charming guy and after their one-night stand he came back and married her

Marrying a prostitute?!?! That's crazy!

Well she thought the same thing. But they were happy together despite her job. He was a renowned badass truck driver. He died of lung cancer after Camille was born. None of us saw him because his job made him unavailable for us. Mom told me he came once in a while to check on us but that's a part of my life that I don't remember much.

So there's my family history.

Moving on.

I became what I am now because of my environment and experience. Wanna know my profession? You must think I'm so renowned doctor in an awesome hospital but that's a huge lie.

I'm a man who rapes girls but tortures them first. Once I get what I want from you, i inject you with a substance that makes you forget what happened over the period of time I kept you. The period of time I keep you varies from how you are, my decision and my opinion of you. I do A LOT of drugs which is my source of power. I dont do things for no reason. Everyone working in New City Hospital works for me that's why they were specially nice to you.

Now that you know so much about me, it's now time for some action.

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