The Twisted Tale of Alexandra Hale

Chapter Three: The Explanation

Hey Lovelies,

This is the third chapter in this book. Hope you like it.

                                                                                                            Love Ya, Bella <3

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  "A-Are you o-okay?" I heard John say, stuttering. I looked down and saw my arm, the blood but I was used to it. I had been shot maybe about 5 times but that's a different story. 

"Yeah, trust me I’m fine the bullet barely grazed my skin, plus I’ve been through worse, just rip off a piece of my shirt and wrap it around the area" I said. John reached over and ripped off a piece of my shirt. I looked down and saw the rip went a little too high. 

I pulled off the makeshift Band-Aid and took off my leather jacket along with the tank top I had on underneath. I was left in only my black lace bra.

"Hey it's not polite to stare," I said when I saw John staring at me. I reached into the backseat and took out my black crop-top. I pulled it on over my head and adjusted my belly-button ring.

“John, I need you to grab the wheel ok and you're new to this so don't worry I’ll explain after just go straight ok?" I said pulling over and quickly getting out of my car. I saw john get out too, he walked around the front and I walked around the back.

"Hey I need you to start driving," I said and John pulled out of the curb. I looked down at my leather jacket and I saw that it had a rip in it.

 “Fuck this was my favorite jacket!” I said my temper flaring. I looked over at John and he chuckled and I rolled my eyes. I opened the glove compartment and pulled out the cold and shiny, black gun I got on my 15th birthday when I joined my brother’s gang( I'll explain later ). I loaded it and put the silencer on it. 

"John speed up a little please, we need to catch up with that van," I said,starting to get aggravated at the amount of traffic stopping us from catching up with the fucking dumbass that shot me.

"I can't Ali, the police are already after us," He said and I looked behind me, I mentally cursed at  myself and got even more aggravated.

"LOOK I HONESTLY DON'T GIVE ONE FUCK ABOUT THE DAMN POLICE OK,NOW SPEED UP THE GODDAMN CAR,"  I said seriously getting pissed but realizing that the car was  slowing down. I looked over at John.

"Look i'm sorry it's just that I have seriously bad anger issues an-"

"Just stop okay," He said pulling over,"I'm tired of you treating me like shit okay and i'm not just going to help you if you're going to treat me like this" He said getting out of the car. I pulled the mirror down and saw that there were tears going down my face, what the fuck I don't cry.

So what we get drunk so what we smoke weed, we're just having fun and we don't care who sees

The song blasted from my phone I reached over and answered.

"Hey Sierra, what's up?" I said,cringing at how my sad my voice sounded.

"I'm moving today." She said,her voice full of sadness. I took me a second to register what was going on.

"Wait what, you're moving why and huh?"I said not even trying to hide the sadness or try to stop the tears from flowing down my face. I realized I was shaking and I started feeling dizzy, I heard Sierra say that she had to go and at that point I felt like I was going to pass out so I dropped the phone and opened the door.

I heard gunshots and my voice being called far in the distance as I fell to the ground and black crowded my vision.