Anastasia's pov:
Beep Beep Beep
Oh fuck! Yet another morning to my misery.
Knock knock
The only person who knock is Maria.
"Ugh come in Maria." I groan.
"Good morning Ana." She says smiling.
How the fuck can anyone smile before 9 Am? Sorry I'm not a morning person.
"Good morning Maria." I say and roll out of bed and go straight to shower.
When I walk out no one's there and my bed is fixed. And my there's a gift box on my bed. I open it to see that my knife belts are here.
YAY!!!
I change to my workout clothes and leave for downstairs. I meet Brett on the way.
"Morning Grinch."I say seeing Brett.
"Someone woke up on the wrong side of the bed." He says, God I'm so cranky today.
"Brett, don't say that again, it's a bed not a road." I said sarcastically.
He smiles and we reach downstairs and meet Shawn and Dad.
"Morning kids." Dad says giving us our glasses full of juice.
He stares at my bruised arm and stomach realizing it was done yesterday. And I give him the look,'this is yours fault, stop staring at me.' And he looks away.
"So who wants to learn how to use guns." Dad says and for the first time I hear Shawn say,"there is nothing more addictive than gun powder." I look at him and give him a small smile which mean 'shut up. '
As we walk towards the armory, Shawn slows his speed and walks along side with me.
"Heyy, how are you?" He says politely.
"That's a first." I say, "well Shawn I'm fine, what is it you want?" I lie and say.
"Wow, someone woke up on the wrong side of the bed, no how are you, straight to business I see." He says sarcastically.
"You don't want something out of this conversation. " I ask, knowing that he always wants something.
"You know me so well, so is your friend Nina single?" He asks.
BASTARD.
"Yes she is, she recently broke up, so if you want to make a move make it in 2 weeks." I say, no giving a fuck anymore.
I saw his face light up at this news.
"Thankyou, I'll always owe you." He says and runs to dad, leaving me alone again.
I wish I could live in this unbreakable armory and money house.
I pick my gun, and dad said it a Colt 1911, I like it, colts pretty.
We go back to our target practice.
I thought they would give us a head set or something but no, we had to get used to this sound.
Dad ordered us, raise your guns to your eye level, fuck it's so heavy.
And shoot.
I pretended like it was all the people I was upset with, Nina for keeping this a secret, dad, Shawn, Mom, Alex, even Skyler even though I barely know her.
Basically everyone except Mason, I like him, I like him alot.
And I realized that I hit the person but not the target I hit outside. But then I look at Brett's and that asshole got then all in the center.
I was so proud of him and literally dropped the gun and hugged him and before I knew it I was crying. The shock was that he hugged me.
And then Shawn and Dad were also all over us.
GROUP HUG.
We broke it in like five minutes, we needed it.
Then, I tried it again, I hit close to the target but not precise, Brett again, jackpot,that lucky swine.
Before we realized it, it was almost 5, and we left the armory, and went for the jog.
Dad, asked me to take my knives with me and also my gun and asked Brett to do the same.
We jogged but today we all made small talks, and some laughs and we reached back home at home.
We went to our room and I wore a mini skirt where I wore the belt underneath and wore my knives on me it felt so good, so guarded.
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