Pure Trouble

Glock

I looked at myself in the mirror. I still had my skinny figure and only had a baby bump seven inches wide. I had to take them out before they did the S.R.A.

More importantly I had to take out the person who caused all this. Donovan.

I put on rings and then gloves over them. As much as I didn't want the baby, I had to protect it. I can't imagine the hell it would go through if he had to feel punched and kicks. I put on a bullet proof vest over my tank top and strapped it securely.

I tied my worker boots tight and put the belt on my pants as loose as I could have it to hold up my pants but protect my son.

I left my hair out and had my necklace my grandmother gave me when I was little.

Hope

I locked it around my neck and got ready to save the world. Well, my world.

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The bank was closed but I figured out a way to get in. No lights were on and it gave that eerie feeling. But I had to keep going.

I walked towards the back and went up the vent Donovan and I crawled through a few months ago.

As I planned, I fell through but this time, landed on my feet, saving my energy.

"I knew you'd come back"

I didn't see anyone but I kept looking forward. I felt an arm around my neck and i immediately slipped out.

I saw Gina. Her hair was up in a bun and she wore the same thing.

"Hi Gina".

We both circled each other. "Why bother saving your little agency? Either way, I still keep Donovan".

"Who said I wanted him? I just want to save my job" I replied truthfully. I didn't care about Donovan right now.

"Good luck"

She stopped circling me and threw a punch. I dodged it and landed a kick right in her stomach. "Why bother Katherine? You looked stupid. I mean come on. Your pregnant"

She spun and kicked my right in my face. I stumbled back a little and cringed to the shocking pain in my face. I felt it and touched blood on my lip.

I whipped it.

She ran to the wall and jumped off of it, slamming a kick right in my nose. I hissed at the pain but that didn't stop me. I grabbed her leg and spun her around, knocking her into the wall. She groaned but got up right away. She swung a kick but I blocked it and punched her in her face. Clocking this bitch!

She flung back. It was time to show her what a whip lashing really was.

I slid off my belt and whipped it hard against the wall, causing a loud slapping sound.

I spun it around and then whipped it on her leg. She held her leg but I showed no mercy. I whipped the belt across her face, causing an automatic red gash. I whipped the buckle against her arm, ripping the shirt and her skin. I twirled the belt again as she cried out in pain.

The baby this time kicked really hard

I swung the belt across her face again causing another gash. I whipped her mercilessly until she had gashes and red marks all around.

"Stop"

I stopped at the familiar voice. I suddenly grew weak and turned around, slipping out my Glock Gun, pointing it at him.

Lucky surprise, he had a gun at my head too. "Hi Donovan Turner" I said sternly.

"What are you doing here?". "Saving the S.R.A from your phyco wife" I explained. "You knew?" I added.

"Yes but,"

"No buts. You betrayed us, you betrayed me. And it's over. You, this project, and her".

I pointed my gun over to Gina who was bleeding heavily. "You shoot her, I shoot you".

I reloaded the gun and wrapped my finger around the trigger. I heard a gun shot, but I wasn't sure if it was me.

I blacked out.

Was I dead?

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