Never Believed It

Never Believed It-Finding Out

Here is the part from the previous chapter; if anybody has forgotten:

I felt like someone had knocked the wind out of me, I was so disappointed as I snatched my bag from his hands, shooting him a death glare. I was one hundred and ONE percent pissed off right now, as I stormed out of their house, with haste. I grabbed the door handle, and swung the door open with all my might, to be welcomed by the cold metal of something I had never planned on seeing in real life.

A gun.

Suddenly a punch was sent right into my nose, sending sparks of pain as I shrieked out. It took me less than a second to regain myself, anger bubbling inside me, boiling my blood. This honestly was not my day.

"Oh HELL NO!" I yelled,  as I swung my fist to connect with whoever was holding that devilish object. I was way too angry to even realise how close to death I was, as I grabbed this person by their hair and smacked their nose onto my knee, hearing a satisfying crunch.

I smiled to myself for a split second,

before I saw 3 huge men charging towards me, with guns way bigger then the one the other guy had.

OH CRAP.

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(New Chapter)

The next thing I knew, I was violently thrown to the hallway of their house, by Callum, who had a furious glare plastered on his face. I landed on the floor, banging my bottom as I did so. Callum hastily dug his hands behind the lamp beside the front door and produced a gun; just as big as the ones these men were holding. Horror flashed through me as I wondered why they had a gun in their house. That wasn't exactly an everyday thing... was it?

Callum bashed a large burly man in the face with his heavy material, leaving the man in shock for a second. He used this as an advantage to drive the gun into his stomach, making him double over in pain. Where did he learn to do that? My heart was thudding in my chest, making me pant uncontrollably. Will and Matthew appeared, with two smaller guns, as they kicked the man in the face. Suddenly, another huge man with a black mask on appeared at the door, with a baseball bat in his hand. Callum and Will were far too busy bashing the brains out of another man to see this peculiar looking guy creeping slowly towards Matthew, who was also sending out powerful kicks to the guy on the floor. I seemed to be the only one who could see all that was happening, fear flooding through me as the man raised the bat to Matthews head. I was paralysed with fear for a split second, as I felt my blood curdle and freeze inside of me. But I needed to get out of the shock, in order to save Matthew, so I yelled, in a stupid little girl's voice

"MATTHEW! BEHIND YOU!!"

Matthew turned around in less than a second, as I felt butterflies in my body, mesmerised at his speed. As the masked man cocked his head to the side to find the source of the scream, he tensed up, stopping short. Matthew was more than lucky and he gave the man a weighty kick, where the sun don't shine.

The man groaned as he dropped to the ground, and Matthew gave him a hefty kick to the skull to knock him out. After hearing a loud crunch, the whole place was quiet. The only thing I could hear was my heartbeat, and I was pretty sure everybdoy else could hear it too.

The silence was unbearable, the heaviness of the silence made my eyes water, as I longed for somebody to speak, or to comfort me. I wiped my nose, only to find blood on the back of my hand. The man who had punched me was wearing a large ring, which not only cracked my bone, but it tore my skin as well. Just my luck.

Suddenly, I heard Will growl in frustration as he stomped his feet on the floor, grabbing his hair. Why was he so angry? Apart from the fact that we almost died, we were still alive, so he should be quite happy, right?

"Aaliyah, are you ok? How does your nose feel?" Callum asked me, trying to sound calm, although his voice was shaky.

"It's ok, nothing too bad." I answered simply, feeling uncomfortable under the weight of their heavy stares.

Callum walked towards me and held out a hand for me to take, in order to get up. I took it, feeling the moisture of blood on his knuckles. Wow, his punches must be very strong, I thought to myself, feeling the corner of my lip twitch upwards. I looked to my side, to see Matthew smirking at me, his grey eyes  causing me to miss a heartbeat. I'm pretty sure all this heartbeat missing is bad for my health.

"Well Leah, you most certainly can pack a punch yourself," Matthew was still smirking at me "Where did you learn how to do that?"

"I took karate, jujitsu, and kids wrestling. I'm a little but rusty nowadays." I answered, a little bit upset at the fact that I could not fight half as well as I could two years ago. I just began to pile on the pounds and become a lazier person. However, when I was super angry (which is very often), I could fight like a pro. 

I blame my parents for me being as violent as I am today. I was always an aggressive child, with a very short temper, and I never  took a second to think when I was angry; It was always about lashing out and having no mercy. So my parents decided it would be good for me to get my anger out in a better way, but it quite frankly only made me better at fighting. As I got older, I found it easier to control my anger, but sometimes, it got the better of me: It got me excluded quite a couple of times, but it was my grades that kept me afloat.

"Well you are more than welcome to teach us a couple of the things that you know... I could do with some fighing techniques." Will said out of no where, his trademark smirk coming back to his face.

"Yeah right, I just saw all of you beating the crap out of these guys, you don't need any teaching." I stated.  It was actually true; they were very good at fighting. A little bit too good...

And then it hit me. These guys stood around five unconcious men on the floor, acting like what happened was an everyday occurence. They didn't even fear about what would happen when they woke up, they were still hiding something big. I stumbled on my own legs, confusion travelling through my mind. These boys were playing a dangerous game... I didn't know what it was, but I didn't want to find out.

My mind blanked, I lost 4 of my senses... Hearing, Touch, Smell and Taste.

I could still see these three boys in front of me. I was extremely numb, as it all sunk in that I had witnessed a fight, which included guns. However, nobody actually pulled a trigger. But there were guns involved nonetheless. 

I looked to Callum, as I saw his face pale, turning a ghostly white. He opened his mouth to say something, but I couldn't hear what he was saying. He was charging towards me, and he looked like he wanted to go to his front door, but I was blocking his path, standing half inside, half out.

In the click of a finger, all of my senses flooded back into my body, overwhelming me as I gasped loudly, gaping like a fish out of water. 

"NOOO!!" I heard a yell, and and I felt a freezing, clammy hand being slapped onto my mouth. Something hard was being dug into the side of my head, but I couldn't tell what it was, it was something very cold, and I felt shivering. Somebody was rumbling behind me, an evil laugh erupted from their mouth.

My senses were fully here now; as I realised that it was a gun that was pressed into my head, a man holding my mouth... and I was on the brink of death.

AGAIN.

A/N: Before I ramble on, I would like to apoligise. When I write stories, I don't usually consider the stage settings of where the characters are in a scene. I know that throughout this chapter, Aaliyah was standing in multiple different places, one minute by the hallway, the next minute by the front door, then another minute, half in and half out of the house. But that was by accident and I hope it wasn't very noticable!

And yeahh so I've written this chapter, I didnt plan for it to happen like this, but I thought: Heck! Why not!! :D I hope you don't mind it being actiony, and I assure you, the romance will soon flood in!!!

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