Chapter 20

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Jr's P.O.V

"Dad's gonna get so mad if he finds out what you're doing." Xander covers his mouth as he watched me go through my dad's stuff in his closet.

"That's why he's not gonna find out. So shut up." I glare at him before going back to looking for one of his CDs he played me one time.

"Go look over there for it Soldier because you wanted to hear one of the songs too." I point to the far corner of the closet.

He rolls his eyes but does as told.

After a couple more minutes of not finding it, I groan and pull out a box from behind my dads clothes.

I open the top lock by putting in my moms birthday and it didn't work.

I then try my mom and dads anniversary and it clicked opened.

"Woah," I whispered as I pull out a small metal pistol gun that had gold and red on it.

"What's he doing with his?" I ask and set it down beside me when I see I can lift the top part of the box up some more only to reveal a whole collection of pistols.

"Dad's packing," I say to myself as I stare at each and every one.

"I found it!" Xander says excitedly as he holds up an N.W.A album.

I quickly shut the box and put it back where I found it before looking over at Xander.

"Aw cool! Let's go play it in your room. You can go put it in and I'll meet you there." I tell him.

"Okay!" He smiled and bounced on the balls of his feet, happy he was the one who found the disk before me and ran up to his room.

"Fuck the police, fuck the police..." I hear he sing quietly to himself on his way up.

I look at the gun I had hidden behind me and don't even think twice before grabbing it and running up to my room where I hide it in one of my shoe boxes in my closet and running back to Xander's room.

Dad would never know.

Avalanna's P.O.V

"You ready Avalanna?" I look over my shoulder and turn around to see my best friend from work standing there.

His name was Abel.

He was the nicest one to me and helped me when I felt uncomfortable or shy. And he would be really silly to make me laugh and loosen up.

I liked Abel because he kinda reminded me of Dallas.

"Uh huh!" I nod and jump down from the tall stool in my very own fitting room.

"So what slippers are you wearing today?" He asked me with a slight chuckle in his voice as we both turn to look at the line of different slippers I had by my door to walk to set.

"Umm.. the doggy ones!" I smile and slip them on.

"Aw, you don't want the duck ones?" He laughs as he asks me.

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