My life is A lie

My life is A lie: Fourteen

Liam POV:

Blank, blank and blank.

My mind and eyes filled with nothingness. I stared at the ground with dead eyes as my hair got in sight again.

"Hurry!" Chris yelled, shaking me from my very nothingness thoughts.

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I walked up the helicopter with Jordan behind me. He shoved me aside so he could get his fat ass inside and start playing with Brianna's breasts.

Brianna was injected with anesthesia and carried inside the helicopter because if she walked, she would probably pass out or die from the pain. These fuckers want to torture and rāp£ her more though.

"The door isn't locked." I muttered as the helicopter slowly started lifting up at the sky.

"Then lock it, you dumbass."

We were only a few inches up and yes, I took the chance.

I opened the door and jumped down as the helicopter quickly lifted higher. I sprinted, though a bit slower and it was harder as my hands were tied behind my back. I could hear the helicopter landing back so I ran faster, not caring if my bones broke.

I came across small houses and it smelt bad as fuck. My knees were about to give in and I was sure their fat asses would take long to run so I jumped beside between two tiny houses and crawled behind the house.

I rested my body on the wall, panting as fuck. My lungs sucked in dear oxygen and my head felt super dizzy, as if I was gonna pass out.

I can't pass out here.

I heard screaming that definitely came from inside the house. I could hear people's voices aswell.

"Aww, you poor thing." A male voice said.

"You will go to hell! I bet you've never, ever touched the powerful cro-" A female voice was cut off, by something. I don't know what.

"Man, these people really giving us lectures like our moms." Another female voice said, chuckling.

"Wah wah." Another male voice mocked.

What the fuck is going on?

Then something banged on the wall and it shaked like an earthquake is happening. I quickly moved aside as a chunk of the wall flew out and several men and a woman came out holding weapons. The man who came out first was holding a bloody axe which he just used to break the wall, the other holding two big curvy knives in both hands, the woman holding a long sword that rested on her shoulder.

They noticed me right away and aimed their weapons at me, "Who the fuck are you?" The guy holding the axe asked.

He looked.. very familiar.

Black hair like me, some of my facial features like almond eyes and light freckles.

He studied my face as I did, and lowered his axe, "Do I know you?"

"What the fuck are you doing Nathan?" The woman said. Nathan?

"I think I do, N-Nathan." I said in a cracked voice. "I think.."

"Liam?" He asked with wide eyes. "Liam FatBoy?"

"It's Greyson." I corrected, nearly pissing my pants.

"I know, but I used to call you fat boy right?"

We silently stared at each other as the other people behind him shot each other glances.

Will POV:

I went through all of the documents from 22 years ago. I'm surprised these dumbasses even kept them because they wouldn't keep important stuff would they?

Maybe they would because I was present in the police when The Red Box got destroyed.

The year where The Red Box shined the brightest documents came in sight and I went through them carefully. It took me like 30 minutes or more to finally find the papers where The Red Box got destroyed.

I read all the information carefully. I finally found it— Their old place's location.

They could be there.

Nathan POV:

I looped an arm around Liam's neck as we walked towards the gate. He seemed terrified, disgusted and more more bad emotions danced on his face and eyes.

He kept gagging again and again.

We reached the powerful gate with all our people surrounding it. Our place is underground under a mountain, making it more safer—or so I thought.

The huge gates opened for us, revealing our mighty Miller.

Lauren Miller, the main of The Red Box.

So Chris Miller and Lauren Miller who were once a happy couple, that is until Chris left for Ms. Miller's sister, leaving her in a tinier house in the middle of nowhere with their one and only daughter, Leah Miller.

She got diagnosed with severe depression and tried to suicide many times. She would've died much much earlier if it wasn't for her daughter.

No money for therapy, Leah tried her best and put all her life into making her mother smile for once yet, she got a creepy grin and a choking hold by her the last time she saw her. Lauren locked her up in a public toilet and then she went missing.

Leah got rescued by someone and sent back to Chris Miller as he was super well known in the country.

However, her mother met with a few depressed teenagers with trauma just like her who ran away from their homes on the streets.

She went on with them and more more teenagers joined the group. One day, Lauren had sliced an old man's arm who kept following them for some reason and they all tortured him, giving him the slowest death.

That's when they finally found something that made them happy and they went around killing old people all the time in a big cardboard box house that was painted with red blood. Lauren named the group as "The Red Box" when they got over 56 people killed and their group became very huge.

Finding out about Chris Miller being a smooth criminal as us but with more kills as he started earlier with a man they had no idea about.

They  targeted him and his partner but they only managed to get his partner who casually spent his day in a normal house with some weird kids. They shot him right away but tortured and rāp£d his "son" as the sister was killed earlier for trying to kill a member.

Chris kinda quit after they got his member so they let him go.

After 16 years of success, the police destroyed their place but alot of them survived including Lauren.

23 years had passed and they started becoming depressed again until they came across some old homeless man like they did as their very first kill.

They believed it was fate telling them and they started the killing again and on their promotion, Chris came back.

6 members of The Red Box found me on the streets on their way to kill someone. I was very much in their old condition—trauma, ran away from home and depressed with nobody on the side.

I became a member and here we are, succeeding more than before and more skilled, though with lesser members.

Liam told us he escaped from Chris but his information is useless because they keep moving from one place to another.

The other members and I got on our knees and dropped our forehead to the ground at our mighty Lauren. Thankfully, Liam imitated us otherwise he'd probably become a victim.