Chapter 8

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Fernando’s Pov

Climbing on the tree, I couldn’t help my heart hurting.

I was worried about Brody, he could get kill in there and it would be my fault.

I look towards the house and didn’t hear anything, a couple of scenarios ran through my mind, and I shook my head to chase them away.

No he will be ok; he does this every day for a living and he still alive, so he’s good at his job.

It hurt when he ask me to ‘take’ care of him, he was treating me like an easy lay when I was head over heels for him.

Stupid of me of course, Brody will never love me like I want him.

I stiffen as I heard a scream, I scrunch my eyes to see if I could see anything, but it wasn’t a success I wanted to get off this stupid tree and go try to help him but I didn’t want to piss Brody off.

I heard a bunch of gunshots and I prayed that it was Brody taking them all down.

I heard yelling, agonizing screams and then nothing the house went eerie silence and I hold my breath praying Brody would come out of it alive.

I heard noises, as if someone was running my way.

I stayed quiet waiting to see who it was.

‘’Nando, where are you?’’ A soft whisper made me gasp, it was my brother Miguel, he was the only one that calls me Nando.

I jump off the tree and look around; I frowned when I didn’t see Brody.

‘’Where’s Brody?’’ I question my younger brother as I hug him tight in my arms.

‘’He left to go find Muerte, the man is scary he took out all of those guys with one single bullet each.’’ Miguel had a faraway look as he says this.

‘’Ok, come on let’s go into hiding while we wait for him.’’ I urge him towards the tree, but he refused.

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