(Background relationship info)

Dating a ‘gangster’ isn’t really ideal. Maybe the way he talks, walks and acts, which contrasts heavily with your posh upbringing. It’s not that you don’t like it, it’s just different. Even after a year of dating, it’s something that isn’t easy to get used to.

At 17, you have privileges that most don’t have, such as being able to spend days at your friends’ houses, since your parents are away a lot. Flunking exams with no consequences ect. However, Shane doesn’t let you get away with things, not even with your status or money. It’s refreshing.

The best thing about life right now is your relationship. Ever since he asked you to be his girlfriend, it was like the sun had finally started shining on your life. He treats you like a princess, he loves you more than life itself, and it’s nice knowing he’s a prick to everyone else.

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School had ended for the day and you went to Shane’s drugden. Since your phone died, you couldn’t text him that you were coming but it seemed like not a big deal anyway.

After arriving at his door, you turn the handle and walk in, it’s dark obviously, just like the winter sky. You step over used needles in the corridor. You’re about to turn up to go to the stairs to his room when you feel something cold against your temple, a gun cocks.

“Who the fuck-“ you hear Shane’s deep voice start speaking, his Irish accent thick. Your eyes dart to his and you see the recognition in his eyes once he realises it was you. You can’t blame him for his reaction, not when every inch of this place is packed with drugs.