"Well this explains a lot." Blake said rubbing the stubble on his chin. "She's scared of herself. Of what she can't control."
"It's not like her to lose control of her temper. Look at Levi!" Gillian yelled. You screamed as Bri kicked down the door that held her captive.
"What the hell guys!?" She was furious.
"What's got you so worked up, Bri?" You asked trying to seem innocent.
"You fucking locked me in a room!"
"Fuck that! Bri, are you feeling okay?" Gillian yelled.
"Yeah, fine. I just have a headache. That was rough treatment."
"That's what she said." You smirked. Bri punched your arm.
"Damn." You rubbed your shoulder.
"Okay, so now what?" Drake asked.
"Does it look like we fucking know?!" Gavin yelled.
Everyone looked at him.
"What?"
"Nothing." Gillian said.
"Well," Bri started. "Let's head out of here. I need something to eat and some monster has already raided the damn fridge."
"Agreed. I'm so hungry that my fucking pistol is looking like a turkey leg." Gillian complained.
You rolled your eyes and started gathering the little things you brought with.
Bri looked at Brady.
"Brady, the jeep is okay to use, right?"
"Yeah it should be fine. We can always pull over for me to fix it."
"Alright. Everyone have their things?"
"Yep!"
"Yeah!"
"All packed!"
"Ready!"
"All set!"
"Check!"
"Let's blow this popsicle stand!"
~time skip to after driving a few miles~
The jeep sputtered to a stop. "Mother fucker!" Brady cursed.
"Calm down Birdy! (Yes I meant to put that) Just get your toolbox." Bri told him from the passenger seat.
"Everyone hold tight. I should have this fixed in no time." Brady grabbed a metal box and rolled himself under the vehicle. A loud click was heard.
"Bri, are you reloading your shotgun?" You asked since you had your back to her while watching Brady.
"No. Gillian?" Gillian shrugged her shoulders.
"Not me this time."
Blake scratched his head. "Well if it's not one of us, then who is it?"
"Oh would you all shut up!" A new voice yelled.
You all turned around to see a boy with dirty blond hair holding a shotgun towards the group.
"Show me your hands!" He demanded.
"Guys what's going on up there?" Brady asked.
"You! Out from under the jeep!" The stranger yelled.
"Okay okay calm do-...Logan?" Logan lowered his gun.
"Brady?" He ran around the Warthog (Heh. Red vs Blue jokes. They're everywhere in here) and hugged Brady.
"I thought you were dead!" Logan said into Brady's ear.
"I'm right here Logan. "
"Well well well. If it isn't twin number two!" Bri slowly clapped her hands together.
"Sorry to interrupt your little family hug, but we have bigger problems on our hands." She gestured to the jeep.
"This old thing! It's not broken, it just needs gas." Logan said.
"And you know this how?" Gillian asked while glaring at the new guy.
"I've been watching you guys since you set up shelter at my house."
Gillian scoffed. "Fucking stalker!" Logan rolled his eyes.
"I was only trying to make sure you guys were okay!"
Bri turned her back. "You were trying to protect Bri because she's your precious little girl." Brady smirked as he teased his brother.
Gillian grabbed Bri as she tensed.
"So what?" Bri mumbled. "I asked him out in 7th grade and he rejected me. So. What." Blake hugged his sister trying to comfort her.
Gavin laughed. "It was a heart retching story of a geek asking out someone who is not only a jock but is also her ex's brother. Touching." Gavin, Cole, Levi, Adam, and Brady all laughed.
"Go fuck yourselves you retarded little shit faced ass wipes!!" Bri punched Gavin in the jaw.
"Aw shit..." Gavin held his chin as the others made sure he was okay.
"Bri why the fuck would you do that?" Logan stood eye level with her.
"Fuck this shit I'm going for a walk!" Bri hopped out of the Warthog, grabbed her ballistic knife, pistol, and shotgun, and walked off.
Logan looked back at his brother and nodded. He followed quietly behind Bri.
"She's being more of a bitch than usual."
Sorry this chapter took so long to upload!! I tried to make this one longer so it took more time. Please don't hate me!
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