I stay silent in the back seat as Charlie and Axel talk over the plan.
"If this plan works were so going to the club tonight." Axel folds his arms and smirks at me though the side car mirror.
"And if it doesn't?" Charlie's hands tighten around the steering well as we near our destination.
"I'm still going to the club!" Axel pumps his fist in the air.
Why is he always so excited before a mission.
I shift uncomfortably in my seat and feel my gun pinch my skin.
Why didn't Blake tell me. I though we were closer than that. Pain and heartbreak surges through my body, I need to let off some steam I can't take this emotion right before a mission. I'm lost in thought when Axel bugs me.
"Wanna come with me?" He smirks at me awaiting my answer
"Why not" I sigh
We park down the road and I jump out the truck, okay game face! I pull out my gun and check my amo. I see the rest of the boys jump out of the car, God, boys are so pumped for missions. I look at Blake who just stands there waiting for orders. He sees me staring and I walk right past him over to Charlie.
"Ready? Charlie yells
Everyone splits up and I'm stuck next to Blake. He grabs my arm and pulls me to him.
"Well talk about it later" he whispers
I know he's pissed. But so am I.
I rip my arm away from him and watch Charlie enter the code into the gate keypad. It unlocks with a start. We slowly make our way up to the door. Geez this house is massive.
All of a sudden hell brakes lose, I hear gun shots from inside and Charlie bust down the door. The first thing I see is Damien and Peeta crouched behind a desk shooting towards something. We run into the house and Charlie nods at me for permission to make my way up stairs.
I Dash up the stairs without looking back. My neck gets pushed back by something as I reach the stairs and it's a man with long Black hair, he pins me up against the wall. Shit my gun slides across the floor and behind him and I struggle for breath, I feel my hole throat slowly close up.
I drag my knee to his gut and he loosen his grip. I push him away and I slide across the floor, picking up my gun and pulling the trigger. I watch as he falls to the ground and blood instantly spreads across the floor. I struggle to get up and feel dizzy. I charge on and push open all the doors until I see 3 Black duffle bags. Jack pot
I throw them over my shoulder and head for the stairs when I get shoved into the wall. Looking up, my vision is blurry but I manage to see a tall man with black sunglasses on. Who the hell?
He points his gun at me but doesn't shot. I stay on the ground. Unsure off my next move. All of a sudden he falls to the ground and I see Axel standing behind him.
"Can't have you die before we go to the club" he smirks
I laugh a little and slide over a bag to him.
"cha Ching!" He laughs as he throws the bag over his shoulder. Charlie runs up and smiles when he sees the bags.
I throw him the second bag and struggle to my feet.
"Let's get out of here." he yells
I look back at the man who didn't shoot me, I wonder why? Has he never killed anyone before?
I run down the stairs and hide behind the door to avoid Getting shot, I see Blake stand to his feet shooting a guy In Front him. My breath hitches as I see a guy appear behind him. I grab his arm and pull him towards me and push him behind the door. I find I'm right up against him and the hole house goes silent, blake opens his mouth to say something. I quietly lift my finger to his lips and beg him to stay quite. I feel his warm breath on my neck and it send shivers all over my body. My eyes are glued to his.
Maddi stop looking. MADDI!
I see Paul watching us and I push myself away from him.
"It's just us here, come on" and we follow Paul back out the the cars.
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