danger around every corner

{chapter 5}

isaac's pov

why the fuck is my sister looking at that guy like that. 

"cleo? uh are u good" i tapped her shoulder, two seconds ago she was crying and now she's staring at some guy. nice. 

the guy laughed, he didn't look too much younger than me, wait no he looks my age. hey, thats illegal i think.

i watched as the guys eyes dropped down from my sisters face. i cleared my throat, "who are you" i said in a cold voice. i needed that older brother effect, can jacob wake his ass up already. he took his eyes off my sister, we're going to need to get her another shirt. he looked at me up and down, bitch. he smirked, "angelo, and who the fuck are you". 

cleo looked at me, god i wish i could punch that smirk of his face. "watch your tone" i mean what else can i say before getting slapped by cleo. he looked at me and laughed, "or what will you do, we're already chained. its not like you can reach me." 

okay i officially don't like him. "look i don't know where the fuck we are, god knows if we're about to get killed and talking to you isn't making it any better so fuck off." all he did was smile, if we get out of these chains i'm strangling him.

cleos pov

there's no way this is happening right now, what the actual fuck is going on. one second we're doing chores, then there was gas, all the way to a van, and now we're in chains with some cute weirdo here to. god, i should not be thinking that in this situation

jacob's pov

"mom? dad?! what's going on!" all i heard was what sounded like gunshots. papa told me to never leave the room if i hear those sounds. but this time it lasted longer. i sat on the edge of the bed. "mama.." i cried, i wasn't the only one crying though. "cleo.." well now i have to leave. i opened the door and crept out, i flinched at every shot i heard. blood spattered all over the walls. 

"NO!"

"jacob??" cleo cried, "what..?" i looked around. well fuck. i got up with the help of isaac. "you okay?" heh that was the first time i've seen isaac worried about me. wait, "who the fuck is that". cleo looks at me, "some guy named angelo". "what? and what the hell are you wearing". that angelo kid looked at me, "i think its nice". i looked at isaac and nodded my head, isaac punched him in the nose. all he did was smile. bastard. 

"isaac! stop!". for once i agreed with isaac's smart mouth "we're trapped in a torture facility, me being 'rude' doesn't change anything". cleo scoffed, since when did my little sister like boys? last i remember she was cussing out every guy that tried to get with her, me and isaac didn't even need to step in.

she grabbed a piece of her shirt that ripped off and held it to angelo's bleeding nose, as she let him hold it and she slowly moved away. isaac rolled his eyes. angelo whispered but i could still here it, "come a little closer won't you". he pushed her chest into him, that was my final straw. 

the door swung open, my eyes widened and my breathing got heavy. he looked like someone who was there that night.

isaac's pov

he looks exactly like that figure i saw earlier..