The Bad Girl Next Door

please come home

Summer's POV

It's been a week since my brother went missing. I miss him so much. I stay at Nash's house because I don't wan am stay there anymore.

I'm so worried.

Me and Nash were sitting on the couch watching tv. It was 3am. Jesus.

Nash cuddled me. Then all of a sudden my phone rang.

I picked it up.

(Convo)

Baby bro: Sissy!

Me: Oh my god! Are you okay?

Baby bro: yea. He doesn't know I have my phone. But help. Please. I'm in a black van.

Me: what's the license plate?!

Baby bro: umm. I think 893-a27

Me: good. Good. Stay safe. Okay. What does the guy look like?

Baby bro: It's Marshall. Your ex!

Me: oh my god! Wait. Are you in the woods?!!

Baby bro: I think. I have to go he's coming.

Me: I'm coming.

The phone hung up. "Who was that?!" Nash asked. "My brother." I replied. I got up and called Cameron and told him to get everyone.

I knew exactly where Marshall was going.

I'm going to fucking kill him.  Nash called the cops and told them to follow us.

About ten minutes we had everyone and we were on the way to where
My brother was.

(I don't remember what her brothers name was so I'm gonna say it was Drake lol)

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About ten hours fucking later.

We finally pulled up into the woods were I used to live in Utah. Me and Marshall would always sneak out here.

I told the cops to stay outside just to see if I could talk Marshall into giving up.

They said okay. I walked into the old run down cabin and I saw Drake tied to a chair and Marshall standing above him. I slammed the door shut and Marshall turned around.

He smiled. "I knew you'd come." He said. I laughed. "I'm not here for you. I'm here for my brother." I said fern.

"You here alone?" He asked. "Yes." I replied fast. "Well. Bad choice." He said smirking. I looked over at the table. There was a gun. Marshall started waking towards me. I backed up into the table. I grabbed the gun behind my back.

Marshall got to me and grabbed my hips. "Your both gonna die..." He said smirking. I pulled the gun out and shot him in the leg which made him fall to the ground and the cops and the boys ran in. I untied my brother and hugged him. I started crying and so did my brother. "Thanks sissy!" My brother said. I smiled.