Chapter 17: Protection

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  "YOU!!! Your supposed to be dead!" I yell at him. He drops his hand from my neck and I rub the sore spot. Chris laughs and it reminds me of the evil laughs from movies.

  "What did he tell you?" He jerks his head to show he's talking about Will.

"You went MIA." I whisper.

  "I went to prison Maddison! Why would I even try to join the military?! You don't get any fame! If you rob and steal, you get on TV almost everyday and when you get caught, you pay and then back off to stealing. Will never told you because he was trying to protect you from 'the disgrace of the family'. So I went 'MIA'. Funeral and everything." He stares right into my eyes. I feel like I've melted into a entirely different world, where you always have to run and if you get caught, game over.

  Nia places her hand on my left shoulder and I snap out of the trance. I feel her slip something cold into my hand. Not turning away from Chris, I glance at the shovel placed in my hand.

  "So why did you hurt Will?" I ask. Chris' actions still don't explain why he bruised and hit Will. We are such an abusive/ abused family.

  "He would bully me when you weren't born. Even though I was the oldest, he was the star of the family. 'So strong.' 'Hes obviously going to get so many girls.' I got fed up with it. I was best friends of Devins and when I found out that Will killed him-" He says.

  "Self-defense. It was self-defense." I spit at him.

"Well he still killed him. So now I might as well return the favor." Chris tries walking past me but I stand in his way. Chris is 34 and about 5 inches taller than me but I still have a shovel in my hand.

  "Not on my watch." I say. I glare at him and he throws his head back and laughs that evil laugh.

"Look at our noble Military Girl."

  I swing the shovel at his head and it catches the corner of his eye. He clutches his face and I jab the shovel at his knees. He stumbles backwards and falls on the kitchen tiles. I throw the entire shovel at him and he shuts his eyes and winces.

  I motion for Nia to help me. We rush over to Will and I cut the ropes with the bloody knife I threw at the one guy.

  We lift his unconscious body and I grab his feet with Nia at his arms. She stares at him with such concern.

 "He has to lay off the Pringles." I say. Nia smiles and then looks down at Will's swollen face.

  "Hes gone through so much." She whispers.

"Don't tell me you love him." I joke at her. She looks up at me and smiles shyly.

  "Dang, Nia."  I say. We switch sides so Nia goes through the door first with Will's arms. I feel a hand wrap around my neck and I drop Will's legs.

  Nia doesn't notice and I try choking out her name. I make some random noise and she looks up. She tries rushing towards the door but Chris has already closed it and locked it. I hear Nia's frantic cries and pounds on the door but its no use. Chris bends down to my ear.

  "I think you should stay a bit longer."

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