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I walk into the building and immediately get a bad feeling. I turn the corner and see one of my former gang members - Ben. You see Ben didn't like me very much, none of them did. But I mean that is expected because I did rat out their whole clan.

He makes his way towards me with a scowl on his face. He reaches in his pocket most likely for a gun, but I beat him to it. I pull up my gun and aim it right at him.

"I wouldn't do that if I were you" he stops immediately when he sees the object in my hand.

"Here's what you're gonna do, you're gonna tell me what Jason is planning, and where he has Naomi- then I might let you live." I say with a half smile.

He turns off his scared face "I don't listen to you bitch" he says walking closer

I cock my gun. "Would you rather listen to the sound of this gun?" I ask rhetorically

He keep walking closer and lunges towards me , I shoot his arm 3 times. He falls to the floor and screams in pain.

I crouch down besides him. "Ben I'm gonna ask you one more time, where is she!?" I yell holding the gun to his head.

"She's in the basement!" He screams with fear in his eyes. "Who's the tattle tale now ?" I ask . He's says nothing as I step over him. I make my way down the stairs. I hear a girl yell something that I can not make out

I run down the steps and see a dark figure come into view, it's Jason.

"Look who decided to show up, how you been old friend?" Jason looks at me with a sinister smile.

"Where is she" I say in a deep voice.

"Woah man, chill, you'll get the girl once you get rid of any weapons on you"

"I don't have any weapons" I say emptying my jean pockets.

"Do you really expect me to believe that ? Cmon I'm evil, not stupid." He pulls out a gun and walks close to me.

He pats my pockets and feels the gun in my jacket pocket "then what the fuck is this?" He says roughly.

At this point I'm pretty terrified but I don't let it show. He continues to point his gun at me as I pull out my gun.

I quickly shoot his hand as he tries to stop me.

He grabs the gun with his other hand and pulls the trigger.

That's when he realizes he's out of bullets. The look on his face is horrific. I point my gun at his chest and pull the trigger.

His lifeless body falls to the ground. "You shouldn't have done that" a feel a presence behind me.

I turn around to see a boy with bright blue eyes and dirty blonde hair.

"Who the fuck are you?" I ask out of curiosity

"Doesn't matter, you're dead" he lifts his gun as I struggle to pull mine out of my pocket.

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