Found Dead

chapter 3

Candy's pov*

The gun against my head is enough to hold me, there was no need for him to grab my hair. I heard Mark yelled my name out, there was no use in screaming back, I was already fucked. The man heard, and turned. He dragged me the the top of the stairs case. My brother saw him, he looked like he was a mix of woried, angry and happy. Not a good look for a guy who has a stone cold facial expression most of the time. "Who are you?" He asked, his fist were up. He wanted to hurt someone, more or less his guy.

"Trey, didn't your mom tell ya?" He giggled right in my ear, he gun swag away from my face for a second. My brothers face wasn't mixed anymore, it was angry. He slowly walked closers to the stairs. Where are the cops? "Abbbbba, don't get any closers there son. I'm just finishing something I should have a long time ago. Since your mother got me thrown in jail." He said, laughing. This guy should have gone to an insane asylum.

"So you are gonna kill Candy? Or are you just scaring our mother?" Chris said, stopping on the first step. This Trey guy pulled me by my hair roughly, and threw me to the top of the stairs. Tears were sorta forming in my eyes. I was on the floor, on my knees.

"Why would I kill her? Candy has to many special quality that I would love to get to know." He said, and then I notice what he ment. My eyes widen, he turned his head towards me and smiled. He turned around fully, or at least enough to see that he had a............ umm.....thing. I knew Mark took advantage of that. Then he turned back and moved back. I wasn't strong but I knew I could push him down the stairs. I stood up, but he he turned around and grabbed my hair. He pulled me back in front of him.

"Leave ,you sister alone! We did nothing wrong. My mom threw you in jail for a reason. You are a rapist!" Mark said, my stomach was showing mostly cause I was bended back a bit, his large hands still had a handful of my hair. The gun still in his hands, Mark wasn't happy. I started kicking, and I did kick the gun out of his further hand, thank for my long legs. The gun went flying into ,you bedroom. He threw me to the ground again. This time is was off of our stairs, and I landed right on the glass table. It broke, and glass went around me. I closed my eyes, I felt pain in my back though.

"Candy!" I heard Mark scream. My back was on fire, and I could already tell there was glass in there. My leg was bleeding a lot though, I felt it slide into my shoe. I heard Mark run up the stairs. I heard a bit of grunting here and there, then I heard a shot. I opened my eyes, and the cops ran into the room. I couldn't stay awake.

I woke up in a hospital bed, Jack, Mom, and Dad were in the chairs sleeping, it was night time. Where was Mark? Then I heard running. Then doctor's

"Ma'am  we can't let you go see her." They doctors said, then I heard a girl.

"I'm her lifetime friend, we have been friends for ever."She said, then I heard a date saw Carole run in. "Oh my god bitch what happened to you? I mean I know what happened...just are you okay?" She asked, I smiled a bit.

"Of course I am. The day I am fully dead is the end of my story." I sais, I heard my brother wake up. He looked and me and woke the other two up.

"Oh Candy, we are so sorry for what happened to you." Mom said, she was leaning on the side of my bed, well the hospital bed. My leg had stitches, and my back felt better. Still like hell. My dad smiled.

"We are sorry lollipop we didn't know how to tell ya. That mean all of you, we're sorry." Dad said holding my hand. Frankly I didn't care, I just wanted to see my brother. I wanted to see Mark.

"We is Mark, I need to see him." I said sitting up, but pain went all around my body. My dad pushed me back down.

"He is okay, he just is......uhh.....his...he had been shot near the stomach. He is okay." Mom said. I hated it. He saved me and now he is hurt. This is my fault, Carole stood next to Jack and smiled. He blushed, and I rolled my eyes.

"Mom, dad could you leave us three in private. We need to talk about somehing." Jack said, they nodded there heads, and walked off. Jack sat down in the chair and sighed. "That Trey guy what did he do to you?" He asked.

"Nothing, he walked into my room and grabbed my hair. I got him off the first time, but then he grabbed me by my waist. Did hey catch him?" I asked, and my brother sighed.

"No, he shot Mark and ran out the window. They said they to keep an eye out for him, but it's unlikely that they'll catch him. Mostly since he is a master criminal. They said he had escaped 15 times in the 16 years, not counting this time. So he basically has escaped more times, than I have cried in the last 16 years." He said, Carole sat right next to him, and it was true. Jack doesn't cry, he not the soft one. I am. MARKS the tour one. Jacks the sweet one.

"So we are all fucked?" I said, he looked down. Carole nodded. I scoffed. "That's stupid, we are just beginning out lives. I will not let a criminal ruine it."  I said, I swung my legs off of the bed and put the stitched one down and holy shit it hurt. But I had to go. I ripped everything off of me and walked to the doctors desk, the lady there seemed confused.

"Shouldn't you be in bed dear?" She asked me, and I shook my head.

"I need to know where Mark War's room is, now." I said, my foot hurt like hell but I had to see him.

"I can't tell you, your not supposed to be up. You should be in bed." She said, a nurse next to her got close to me.

"No I don't, what I need is to see my mother fucking brother." I snapped the lady going near me stopped and backed away.

"Okay room 234, on the left down that hallway." She said point ting at it with her pen, it was oddly easy. I practically limped run to his room, mom and dad were there.

"Oh honey shouldn't you be in bed?" She said once she saw me then gave Jack and Carole a glare.

"I need to speak to Mark, so get out." I demanded. They didn't argue, and walked out. Carole and Jack sat next to each other in the chairs I stood next to Mark. He looked like shit.

"Mark, I know where Trey is." I said.