If you want a Bad Boy

Chapter 19

By sweetbratt

Rosaline's POV
After working 16hr shifts for the last 5 years I didn't know what to do with myself during the week when no fights were scheduled. The night in with the girls was just what I needed to bring me back out of my shell but they were all busy with work and kids. Brantley suggested a hobby but I was clueless. And with him going back and forth to the studio I'm going bananas. Flipping through face book I saw a post by the local county animal shelter looking for volunteers. After calling the number I called B to let him know where I was going. The only thing he said was take your gun, have fun, and do not bring anything home! The laugh at the end made me think I could possibly get away with a cute puppy.
Pulling in the parking lot I had a mini panick attack when I saw the old beat up black truck. I finally took a breath and put the safety back on the 9mm Brantley got me, when a little boy hopped in eagerly waiting for his mom to hand him his pup. Walking inside I found the front desk and started filling out the paperwork. Flipping through my phone for Bs number for my emergency contact I got a text. It was from a number I didn't recognize and it had a pic of me walking in the shelter. All it said was Sat night that ass is MINE. That's all it took to make me brake down. The sweet lady behind the desk called the sheriff and I called B who sent snake until he could get to me. It took the sheriff's dept 2 hours to tell us what we already knew; the cell couldn't be traced because its now off, its a burner, and there's nothing more they can do. Needless to say I was a mess and B and the guys were furious! What we failed to realize is it was all a distraction.... Brantley had to take me back to the house in his truck and snake was sweet enough to drive my car back for me. Said he would get his bike later. I started to hop down out of the truck when B opened the door but he closed it to fast. "What....?" "Somethin aint right. Call the sheriff right now. Get your gun out if you see anyone other than me or snake you  shoot!" I was shaking "Damn it Roz answer me!" "Ok" was all I could say. Tears poured out as Brantley went in the front door and snake slipped around the back. I had just called for the sheriff when all hell broke loose. One, two, three gun shots were fired then all of a sudden snake comes limping around  the side of the garage. I get out to help him and Brantley busts through the front door, literally. It's in pieces in the front yard. I had taken my shirt of to put pressure on the gun shot wound on snakes left leg. So here I am in a bra and shorts as the sheriff comes down the drive, followed by the ambulance. "He's somewhere out back." Was all B said before he took off again. I helped the paramedics get snake loaded then they wanted to check me. I refused to put my gun down. That's when I heard more shots and looked up to see Vince running towards us. He shot the poor young guy who had just given me his jacket. I screamed and tried to run like a dumbass but he was to quick. He grabbed me by the hair and pulled me to him. Realizing his gun was empty he went for his knife not noticing mine. Brantley couldn't get a clean shot because I was a human shield for Vince. The dumbass fucked up when he let me go and threw the knife at Brantley. The knife hit him in the shoulder and Vince lunged at him. The last thing I remember was Vince on top of B trying to stab him again. I panicked, raised the gun and emptied the clip.