My Hero Is A Gangleader

#Chapter2ASHLEY’S POVThere I am in my accounting class trying not to sleep. I slept pretty late yesterday because of my sadistic uncle Benson. He came home drunk again as usual and when he’s drunk, he makes sure he leaves a single from his bottle or bruises from the bat on my body but I always manage to hide it from my friends, actually, the only friend I have that shows her care for me, Michelle.She knows nothing about my abusive uncle only thinks I have a kind uncle that volunteers to take good care of me.Honestly, I think I deserve all he does to me because he told me my parent didn’t like me at all that’s why they left me with him. So, I don’t know whether they are alive or dead.Just when I’m about to fully close my eyes. The class door bursts open, and we all know who just got in, as always ‘the three bad boys’ walking like they just saved the world.“What excuse do you have today for coming late, boys?” Mr. Fouch asked with a bored tone.“We were all sitting outside

#Chapter4CHASE’S POV“Why is Mason taking this long? He never takes this long to ease himself.” Ace said pacing around. Me and Ace are just outside the bar waiting for Mason to come back from the corner of the bar. He told us that he wanted to pee.It’s been thirty minutes already and he isn’t back. I am currently resting my back on my Range Rover, while Ace is just pacing around.I took out my iPhone to text Mason when I heard a scream from the corner of the bar and share glances with Ace before we both start running to where the strange voice came from.Once we got there we saw Mason bleeding on the floor while our nemesis gangs’ two members running after a….girl?“Ace, check on Mason while I run after the two guys.” I heard Ace mumble a “yes” while I run after those two bastards.Ashley’s POVI started running faster once I heard the two guys footsteps coming closer to me.I know how to run fast because I’m used to my uncle running after me with a knife so I’m pretty goo

#Chapter6ASHLEY’S POVWaking up from the brightness coming from my window. “Why is my window big?” I asked myself.Then noticed I have much more space on my bed than before. Wait, I’m sleeping on a king size bed?! I quickly got up but landed on the floor with my butt. I yelp and try to get up but I couldn’t then I finally noticed the bandage on my knee.The event of yesterday came like a slap on the face. What would my uncle do to me once I get home? What will I tell him? The sooner I get home the better.I tried standing up with one leg, but I failed miserably. I had no choice but to scream since I don’t really know my hero’s name.“Hello?!!! Anyone!!!”Someone just burst into the room. “Hey what’s wrong? Oh no if my boss finds out you’re hurt again I’m dead. Let me pack my bags before he sees you like this and run out your window. Oh no… there are too many bodyguards out there! I can’t run! Wait… Oh no I just have to commit suicide.““Hey! What’s wrong with you? Stop overrea

#Chapter8ASHLEY’S POVI step my feet inside the house but was met with silence. I walked to the sitting room, and I didn’t find anyone. I guess Uncle Benson went out because he doesn’t work on weekends. With that thought in my mind. I sigh in relief.I turn my back to go upstairs. I’ll just lock myself in my room till Monday because he leaves very early to go to work but I have to carry some food to my room so I don’t starve to death and I can lose the chance of meeting my funeral.When I turned around. I gasp in horror. Uncle Benson was there staring at me with his arms crossed on his chest. I guess it was too early for me to celebrate.“Who was that guy that drop you off slut?!!”“He…..he was the guy that saved me from the guys that wanted to r-rape me yesterday.”“And where are my vodkas?” He snapped at me. Suddenly looking at my hand. Wow he cares I was about to be raped. Not the sarcasm.“Huh?” I played dump not ready to answer his question.“I said where are my vodkas?!

#Chapter10ASHLEY’S POVI know it’s definitely a guy because he has big hand covering my whole mouth. I have never seen a lady’s hand as big as the one covering my mouth and rough. I just can’t stop shaking in fear.“Hey it’s me. Calm down.” I heard his deep familiar voice. The familiar voice of Chase. I felt a bit relieved. “Promise me you won’t scream when I let go of my hand. Okay?” I slowly nodded. So he let’s go.I started searching for the switch on button. Once I found it I turn the light on. I looked around and found out we in the room were the cleaners put the brooms and mops, etc. Yep, the janitors. I turned back to Chase giving him a questioning look. “Why did you bring me here?”“I…. I just…” Is he stuttering? “…I just wanted to say sorry for what I said to you earlier in the cafeteria. I didn’t mean to shout at you.” He said guilty written all over his face.I can’t believe the all mighty Chase said sorry to me and also feels guilty? This is unbelievably. I should pr