The Bad Girl

Chapter 4

I sped onto the abandoned highway; the lights illuminated the pitch. The car seemed vacant as Gabe drifted asleep. 3 Black SUVs surrounded me;i accelerated but to no avail. An eerie headlight came into my view. I was being hijacked.
"Shit" i bellowed.
"What the freak is your problem Nirvanaa!! Im sleepp....... who the hell are they?" Gabe pulled a straigh face.
Before i can answer, i got hit from the side.. then the other.. then the back...
Before i could adjust my head from the review mirror,
CRASH
BANG
BOOM
Someone hit me from the front. I gently opened my eyes to no gabe in the front seat.. where is he..
I look outside the tumbled wreck and saw him being taken away by some bastard. I strained my eyes but everything went blurry. In a matter of seconds I was thrown into oblivion.. I saw nothing but black.
Faint voices said "yeah thats her. Mistress will be proud. How the girl had grown."
My head goes numb. My fingers spike and i was out.
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"Baby go inside okay. Ill be right back. Mommys .. sick." I could see the hesitation in daddys eyes. But i obeyed, like the coward i was.
I turned and went upstairs and peeked through the banester.
Her eyes.. red and bloodshot.
Her scent was emanated as she scraped my father. I cringed and began to rock myself. What is mommy doing to daddy. I was around 5. He wont even get up and leave.. he just stays. I miss him i miss him so much. I looked up i saw her with a smirk holding a beer bottle. "Mommy?"
Her smile grew and she cackled
"Mommy? Ha you think ill ever be YOUR mother?! You rel funny you little bitch." She holds my dress and crashed the half filled bottle on my infant head.
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"FUCK" i shook awake due to the flashback.. i see Gabe next to me.. blood trickling down his head as he looked at me with worried eyes.
I stare at the ground fire burning the gold specks in the green iris. I jerked my hand and realized im bonded. So is Gabe. I jerked it again and tugged my pistol out of my jacket. I glanced around seeking if anyone was here.
I kicked off having the chair and me suspended in the atmosphere. A knife flew out of my pockets.
These assholes dont know how to check people before they leave them. Sigh idiots
I easily let the knife cut my ropes and landed with the chair quietly.
I cut the ropes of my feet as Gabe looks at me with his eyes big the size of golfballs. I fling the knife towards him with it landing between his hands... cutting off the rope.
"Wth Nirvana. He couldve killed me." 
He looks at me in disbelief.
I stare back at him emotionless. I clench my jaw and i kicked the door down .
"Lets go" is all i mutter.
This bastards sick. Mother too.
"Wait till your parents here about this " Gabe remarks
I stare fire into him.
I gritted my teeth.
I fire my gun at him shooting the targetted man behind him. I smirk. I forgot how good it felt to be free.
"Fuck youre hot" he mutters.
I fire him in the toe. He swares again
We hurry down the stairs and i realized where i was. My childhood house.
No i cant stand here.
I hurry to the kitchen and peeped under the sink...
Keroscene yes .
I grab the gallons and trudged outside with Gabe following behind.
I soaked the entire house and encircled it with the liquid
I shut my eyes erasing all of the dreadful memories.
I raised my gun into the air and fired a stray bullet while flicking the lighter. The flames shot up and in a matter of seconds the house was covered with bright orange blue and red fire flakes. Ashes roamed the air. I turned on my heals and walked out if there. Gabe following me like a stay dog
"You can get lost now Gabe." I muttered under my breath.
"Never. Nirvana , im not leaving.. seeing what you go through.. im not leaving "
I turn to him with the gun at my side.
Tears rolled down my cinder contored cheeks. He placed a hand on my face flicking away the tears. He stared at me intently. Licking his lips.
He held me in his muscular arms ... hugging my tightly... its been a long time when i got one of these. I began breaking down brick by brick wall by wall. My shoulders heaving up and down. I held on to him tightly burrying my face in his neck.
His arm snake around my small waist and the other on my broad shoulders corressing them slightly.
I let go and stared into his eyes. Ashes and cinders surrounding us. Warm cosy fire crackling in the serene backround.
His hand trail down to mine where the gun is. I let go giving him it. Still staring at his structure. Chisled jaw. Pronounced muscles in his jersey that clung onto him. His breathing still heavy. He lifts the gun at me.
He swallows his adams apple bobbing. His eyes trained onto me. His finger is so close to the trigger.
My heart stays steady. Trust. Aim. Shoot. Thats what i was taught. And so it was to him. Gabe wasnt Gabe.... he was Jonas...
My star crossed lover who was lost.
He became more recognizable by the second. His raven hair had grown more.. his eyes.. those eyes. Those precious eyes.
And there he is .... My Jonas holding the gun
"Jonas" I stared at him with a smile
"Yes mon amour ... remember....Trust. Aim. Shoot." He looked at me those eyes.... flickering
And his fingers pulled the trigger.
A gunshot was heard as i smiled and looked at the man standing infront me
"Tu me manquese mon amour."
"You are missing from me too my love" the words flow out of my mouth as blood covered my back. I smiled.