Riley

Chapter 44

Riley POV
Everything is seemingly in slow motion. Peters hand darts up from the ground were he was previously "in pain" and he actually catches the bullet that was supposed to hit me from the air.

He sits up and Michaels face goes from shocked to outraged. He aims both guns at Peter and shoots simultaneously. I dive out of the way and Peter takes two bullets to the chest like its nothing.

He was faking it! He faked his injuries! I'm so relieved.

He pulls his arm back to a throwing position, and launches the bullet that he caught at Michael. It was like he had a gun of his own.

Michael drops both guns out of shock and clutches his right side in pain as his shirt pools with a wetness of blood.

The men in black both rush to his aid, blocking view of him, and I realize that now would be the time to make a move, if Daniel or Peter have any.

"Peter, you okay?" I ask as he almost casually removes his shirt and pulls bullets from his chest where he was shot multiple times.

"Yea." he looks back and smiles at me. He really is okay. What the hell is he?

"Are you okay?" He asks me as the amount of bullets he's pulled out reach five.

I give a very breathy yea as my reply. Daniel is slowly maneuvering himself away from the area where Michael and the men are.

The guns are still near them and we are still ...almost defenseless. But, we do have Peter, and Peter has bullets that he can throw.

Daniel scoots again and tries to put distance between himself and Michael without being noticed. Michael lets out a deep grown of pain.

I can see his hand reach for the gun through and opening of the bodies of the men dressed in black, and I turn to Peter in panic.

"Peter, he's about to grab the gun." my eyes dart from the gun near Michael, to Peter, who is still on the ground in front of me, to Daniel who is successfully scooting.

"Let's see how good my aim is." Peter says under his breath.

He throws a bullet and it hits one of the men on the side of the head, successfully killing him. His body started to fall over and Peter throws the second bullet just as man in black number two turns his head towards us.

The bullet hits him in the nose making bright red blood spew from the wound and run from his mouth. The man falls over to the side; dead.

Michael has the gun in hand and aims it at me this time with the most hateful look I've ever seen in my life before.

Peter moves in blinding speed towards my father, but before he gets there Michael manages to aim the gun at Daniel.

"Touch me and I'll shoot him." He says deadly calm while moving backwards, putting distance between himself and Peter. "It could have been you and I, Riley. And of course your friends. But you didn't take me serious."

"I could snap your neck before you even had the chance to form the thought to kill him, and actually pull the trigger. " Peter threatens.

Daniel sits on his knees, his hands are in his lap as he waits to see what'll happen with wide eyes. I bet before he knew me, there were no guns aimed at him every hour and a half.

"Riley, you made the choice..." he pulls the trigger.

A violent screams rips through me as the bullet pierces through Daniels left eye. There's about a two second pause where me and most likely Peter also, where in shock.

Peter snatches Michael up by the neck and shakes him violently. But not before Michael eyes locked with mine, and he could take aim and pull the trigger again.

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Mr.Badguy...Riley's dad is finally out of the picture. But that doesn't mean that they can go back to normal living. There's still some twists and turns left.