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In Fall of October 2021, a mistreated girl with no memory of her childhood, Maxine Isabella Devlin, and her only best friend, Narciss...
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Shooting many hanging posters feet away from my imaginary booth was kind of fun for me. That's the second part of my training since the guys now know that I somehow got good aim while shooting a gun and Harry wanted to bring me to an abandoned place where he and the guys work out. He told me everyone would go to some abandoned places rather than exploring them just for training or meetings away from the public eye.
We would've gone to a normal gym and gun rage but these guys do things differently. I mean, none of us are considered normal anyway of course.
Zayn brought equipment with him in his car and duffle bags so everyone would have something to do and make this place look like it was a gym. He had me try on a thigh gun holster 'cause he thinks I'll look "hot" with two guns someday. I can't imagine using two and possibly being in some kind of war with these guys. Even Narcissa said next time he should have her with two guns across her back. Then I told him I felt like one of the Avengers or someone in a teen Dystopian movie I love so much. I'd always watch all three of those movies. You already know the big three and nothing could top the big three.
The Hunger Games, Divergent, and Maze Runner.
Right now, we're at an abandoned school away from the city, doing training in the gymnasium and we use the hallway as a gun range.
As my curled pointer finger pulls the trigger, I make it seem like it's so easy for me to shoot right at the center of the poster more than once. I've never gone hunting in the woods or done any of that before. I'd never touched a gun before until that morning when I touched Harry's from his jeans. Back at the masquerade, I just grabbed Harry's gun once again and shot Tom right in the middle of his palm, both palms, then I was most likely gonna pull that trigger and let that silver bullet shoot through his skull. Putting my mind back to that night wasn't healthy for me. As Harry said before, he doesn't want me to get into anything so dark that could change my actions.
Who knows if I could give control over that and take it too far? I'm sure Harry has been through hell and doesn't want me to walk on the same path as him or experience what happened to him and become the guy he is now.
