"Hello there names Arthur.
I'm the gang leader: you can call me the alpha.
One question
Can you help me get the fuck out of this forest?"

My phone died as the video ends instantly.

" Oh fuck my life!!!"
Screaming in anger I chuck my phone across the woods. Why was it always me getting sperated from the gang.

I'm the leader, I'm the alpha, I'm the one to trust. Yet here I am: lost in the woods of Las Vegas.

I really hope Mari got away safely. She's such a good person.....

Sometimes I wonder how I found a badass woman like her. She's kind and apologetic. Plus she's just.....

So fucking hot.

Maybe I'm obsessed with her?
Maybe I'm not
Readers am I obsessed with Mari?

" Okay Arthur. Focus instead of overthinking. You entered the woods last night-
There has to be a exit."

After hours of walking around the forest it was finally sunset. Turns out I wasn't walking for hours: I was walking  for practically a hole day.

I head down the forest walking fast. I'm scared-
I don't want to sleep another night out in a forest full of whatever lurks around here. For once I was going crazy terrified out of my mind. If only becks was here. She would most likely tell me to shut the fuck up and act my age.
But despite becks meaness: deep down inside she really cared about me. After all we are twins. It was just me and beck's . It's always been this way. My parents died at a young age.  They were killed and slaughtered in there sleep.
I remember that same morning. It was Christmas morning and beck's woke me up. We were so excited to spend Christmas with mom and dad. They were both apart of the mafia, we barely spent the holidays as a family.
For the first time I my life we all were together.

Becks and I snuck into my parents bed. The room reaked of dead bodies. Once becks removed the blanket it was a true crime scene.

My mother and father were shot ten times each in there stomach.
That day becks had change: and so did I. We were ten years old at the time. When I became the new mafia leader .

I snap out of it as I stare at the sunset.
Down the hill was a gate. The same gate I used to enter the woods last night.
Staring up at the sunset I just stand there. The only thing I could do was hope and pray that my family: that my gang were alright.

WARNING
NEXT CHAPTER IS NOT SUITABLE FOR CHILDREN
RATED R IS A DEFINITE.