Ch. 11 - Not Your Problem

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Third Person POV.

The police man was standing in Phil's bedroom, starring at Felix and Jollie suspiciously. Dan, Phil, and Marzia standing behind.

Though everyone was wondering if he really was a police man.

"Sir," Jollie started, "May I see your badge? You know, your police badge?"

Everyone else was confused and frightened. What was she thinking?

The man didn't speak.
He smirked.

Jollie knew he wasn't a police man.
Just a way to get her.
Just a way to kill her.
Just a way to take whoever is involved.

His facial expression completely changed as he quickly turned around; taking a gun from his side and grabbed the nearest person behind him and put them in a head-lock.

It was Marzia.

The man's bicep rapped around her neck and the gun pointing at her head.
Tears streaming down her checks as she kept quiet; breathing heavily.

"Just give me that girl. That fucking girl who got you into this mess. She'll be out of your hairs if you just give her to me. No more trouble." The man tightens his arm, Marzia's face changing color. "However, if you don't give her to me, this young lady will get shot in the head and each chance you get, each person in this home will die. Understood?"

Jollie was scared, but she knew what was going to happen.

Somebody will die today. But who knows who it'll be?

Jollie stepped a little closer, tempting to just let herself go.

But Felix took a larger step and rose his hand, volunteering.

"Just take me instead." His tears were streaming down his cheeks, looking back at his current girl friend and the one he loves.

"Aww, how sweet." The man said sarcastically, "you can die first." He pointed the gun to his head, moving it from Marzia's, finger on trigger.

As he was about to pull, glass was heard smash as the man fell to the ground, with Marzia underneath, revealing Ryan behind him.

"Oh my god, where have you been?" Felix asked, loudly.

"Hiding in the kitchen! I just smashed his ass with a glass bowl and he just knocked out!" He exclaimed proudly.

Though the large man wasn't knocked out, he was just pissed.

"That's the last fucking straw!" He shouted as he lifted his gun and shot towards Felix's head,

But missed.

As he struggled to get up, still choking Marzia, Jollie ran at him and stomped on his head.

Frightened, he shot again.

This time trying to just aim at someone but just missed.

As Jollie was struggling at the thought of her friends possibly dying right now, she was paying no attention to the man aiming his gun at her.

Though Felix noticed.

"Look out!" He shouted as he tackled Jollie to the ground.

Dan, Phil, and Ryan calling for help, as of them having one of the "bad guys" in their home.

"What the fuck?" She whispered to both herself and Felix.

The man got up, enough with all the bullshit happening.

"All you had to do was play by the rules!" He shouted, re-aiming his gun at Marzia's head and pulled the trigger.

Somehow it was the loudest gunshot that was made.

Somehow it was the slowest moment in that day.

Somehow...Felix remembered the love he had shared with her.

With the one who was killed right in front of him.

Oh, how his world has officially changed.

There was no fight he was involved in. He didn't need to do all of this. There was no need for it.

It's not his problem.

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Sorry to end it there, folks. Another update will soon come. What a WHOAH time, huh?

Welp, it was fun while she lasted, don't ya think?

Sorry, I'm terrible, see you in the next update!

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