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please excuse any mistakes
picture on side is Max
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Bella's POV
it was 3:58 and I was restless, the boys had left about three hours after I bandaged them up.
I thought over everything to day and suddenly my breathing started to get shallow.
I had fired a freaking gun!
a gun!!
I couldn't breath I needed fresh air, I threw on a over size sweater over my tank top and leggings, yes i sometimes sleep with leggings and some UGG's on.
I couldn't go through the door my parents would surely hear if I went downstairs they had came surprisingly early, so that only left the window.
i yanked open the window and stepped out,I threw my legs over the window seal, and balanced myself.
I was to far up from the ground to just drop I would probably break a leg or something, my only salvation would be the oak tree that we have in the back yard its branches snaked close to my window.
I started to balance and once I felt I had the right momentum I let go.
I wrapped my arms around the branch and carefully started to slide down, once close to the ground I let go and fell to the ground with a soft thump.
we had a lovely garden, when mom wasn't working she would be in the garden, I loved the plants as much as she does, the colorful and soft pedals lured me in, calling to me, and calming me once I got there.
I was oblivious to the world around me, so much I didn't know their was someone else in the garden until someone grasped me by my mouth and caged my arms.
I screamed into their hand, and on survival instincts my leg shot up backwards.
the grip on me loosened and a pain filled groan escaped his lips, I twisted around.
thank god for karate lessons.
I punched the guy right on the jaw and karate kicked them on the stomach, making him stumble back.
I kicked his feet from under him and he
fell flat on his back.
he pulled my leg and I fell with a yelp on top of him.
I was about to punch him when I noticed four heads looking over from a near by bush that separated the two properties.
thanks to this distraction the guy flipped us over pinning my arms over my head.
I only had one way I could think to get out of this panic was quickly seeping into my body clouding my normally cleared mind.
I tied my legs around this guys torso and rocked my body to the side hard, the momentum caused him to let go of the left side of my body, giving me the chance to punch the guy hard.
he groaned in pain as I slipped from under him completely.
I was about to kick him in the stomach when I finally noticed the familiar sharp features that belonged to one certain bad boy.
"D-D-Dimitri?" I asked bewildered.
"jeez, kitten you hit like a boy" he groaned.
I looked back at the Bush where the boys were heading toward us there shoulders shaking, it took me a second to realize they were laughing.
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