falling for alona

23 ... morning sickness

falling
for alona
23

third pov
just a lil bit.

It was four in the morning when Levi arrived outside the bunker. He checked his surroundings, nothing but nature in a big field. He was far out in a place he was all too familiar with. The memories of him as a child played in his mind, fate laughter and childish voices echoed like the memory was becoming more distant.

He blinked them away, turning the car off as he knew the place was surrounded. Grabbing the gun from underneath his seat, he looked around before tucking it away. A knock on the glass made him quickly hide it with his shirt. A large man holding a rifle was there.

Levi rolled his eyes at the many men with all kinds of guns surrounding his car like a call of duty game.

They didn't scare him as he simply opened the door, ignoring their shouts for him to put his hands up.

This was all too familiar.

Almost traumatizing if you will.

"Relax. This is like my second home," He told the men but they didn't listen. Their guns still aimed at him.

"You," he pointed to the man who knocked on his window. "You haven't fired a gun before haven't you?"

"Shut up and get on the ground!" He shouted, moving in on him. Levi blew out a breath and snatched the rifle from his grasp, quickly aiming at him. The man flinched away, holding his arms up making Levi laugh.

"It's your first day," he put the gun down, lifting his knee to break the rifle in half. The men just stared at him like he was crazy, shocked. The first man stared at his broken rifle then at Levi like he was a mad man.

"Man are you crazy!?"

"I was raised to be crazy. Now let me in."

"W-We can't do that man. Bosses orders."

He rolled his eyes the hardest.

"He threatened to kill your family didn't he?"

The man slowly nodded.

"Figures. Give me that," he pointed to the earpiece in his ear. The man quickly gave it to him, not wanting to end up like his broken rifle. Levi put the piece in.

"Hey, are you gonna let me in you deadbeat!? I'm here like you fucking wanted now open the damn door!" He shouted, walking to the entrance of the hidden bunker with the men still aiming at him but he ignored them.

A loud sound of metal filled the air with a gush of harsh dusty wind, the bunker door sliding open. Levi clenched his jaw and fist, more memories flowing in his mind.

Tossing the earpiece out, he threw it on the ground and headed into the bunker, already knowing his ways around the familiar place.

"Open the door," he told the guards standing outside a giant door. They said nothing, just aiming their guns at him. "Oh, for fuck's sake. Is that all you people do?"

"Now, now what would your mother say about this language she hates so much?" A cold soulless voice echoed behind him. By the way, the guards aimed their guns down and stood back in their place like statues, he knew who it was. Even the slow footsteps gave it away.