Chapter 3

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Chapter 3

Opening my eyes I am greeted with a harsh blinding light. I blink until I can make out images, and then I saw it. Dad... was lying on the ground, holding a picture of me and my mother he was... dead. Mom was sitting in a chair, but blood was spilled around it. A man, who I will never forget was standing above my dad, smirking. I will never forget him, Nazar Lartch After that I just saw red, I was 11 and I was angry; the guy stinking killed my family. I snuck up behind him and kneed him in the place the sun doesn't shine. He counter attached and grabbed my neck. All I felt was the pain that he caused me from killing my... everything. My breathing was coming to a stop...

I was slowly pulled from it.

"Hello? Are you ok? Hellloooooo?" I heard an unfamiliar voice call out.

I froze (for like have a second) then I jumped up fast and pulled my small handgun out from under my pillow and aimed it at my "attacker".

"AHHHH!!! Sorry, sorry I didn't see anything, please please don't sell me to the Russian mafia!!! I will do anything!!!" The voice wailed loudly.

"What the absolute crap! What are you doing in my room?!!?! Secondly the mafia wouldn't want someone as babyish as you, I would know." I muttered the last part.

"Umm, yea I'm your new neighbor. First off, WHY DO YOU HAVE A GUN AND WHY IS IT UNDER YOU PILLOW?!??!?!?!"

I finally looked closer to my attacker, and I found out it was a guy (surprisingly XD). He was the same guy who knocked me off my chair. Ok now I'm gonna kill him *note the sass*.

"Shut it," I muttered and rubbed my temple because I had a raging headache, "Answer me first, why are you in my room?"

"Uhh, you were SCREAMING about murder in your sleep and so I ran up here. The door was unlocked by the way."

"CRAP!" I said as I ran downstairs to the doors and found them wide open and then ran downstairs to the basement but sadly I forgot that I had a 'guest' so he followed me and stopped short.

"What the..." He muttered, and then I realized my mistake and hit him on the head with the butt of my gun which knocked him out. Picking him up and taking him into an empty room I tied him up.

Just then Carter, Burly and Jackson busted through the door each holding a Heckler and Koch HK416 Assault Rifle.

"Guys!" I hissed, and they paled, "Where did you get those awesome heckler and Koch HK416 assault rifles?!"

"Uhh, Burly..." Carter admitted handing me the gun.

Jackson started to yell at the other guys, "See I told you! She was just having a little fun. Isn't that right Capt." By then he was wiggling his eyebrows suggestively.

I growled loud enough for them to hear, "Jackson living room now. Oh and boys, I suggest you follow." I walked into the living room with 3 big babies.

"I have never seen you with a guy. Give us all the juicy details like first what were you planning on doing to the guy who was tied to the chair. Play a little good cop, bad cop?" Carter started off.

I paled slightly, they thought I did that, "YOU THOUGHT I DID THAT, WITH HIM?!" I pointed towards the room he was tied up in and then I growled on a lower note, "To inform all, you have sick SICK minds!" I stomped back to the room, but I peaked back into the living room and growled, "You guys now have laundry duty and cleaning out the van, also cleaning the guns for a month."

"Who the crap is this?!?" Burly growled loudly as he stormed into the room the kid was tied up in.

******** Tylers POV******

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⏰ Last updated: Jul 23, 2015 ⏰

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