"So Arabella what did you get upto last night"
Shit. Fuck. Ahhhhh. Keep calm.
Inhaling a large breath i replied "not much, just this and that, being bored and then sorting some things out. Now if you would leave i would like to gain some sleep before school tomorrow"
Guiding them towards my bedroom door, they proceeded to exit letting me slam the door behind me.
Turning towards my room i went straight to my bathroom to take a quick shower before changing into my nightwear which consisted of an oversized black shirt and some panties.
The next day
Hearing the loud slam of doors is not something i wish to hear at precisely... 3 o'clock in the damn morning.
Grumbling as I sit up in my seat I slowly lift the duvet off my body and pull a large jumper over my body before walking off down the stairs to find out what's going on.
Reaching the front hallway I see it's now completely empty, looking around further towards the kitchen, when suddenly gunshots ring throughout the house.
Running up the stairs I go to grab my guns when I notice a woman wearing the 'Venturie' gangs symbolic jacket, looking over to the kitchen again I quickly grab a bread knife.
Sprinting the stairs I grab the girl from behind a slit her neck with the bread knife.
I quickly reach my room and grab my gun.
A loud bash behind me makes me turn around pointing the gun towards my doorway to see Aaron standing there looking at me with wide eyes.
"It's fine it's just me" Aaron replies leaning against the frame of the door, pulling the gun back down I head towards him as he does me.
Pulling me into a hug he whispers in my ear "They're nearly all dead, two are still alive getting questioned at one of the warehouses."
"Okay, I'll get dressed and maybe meet you downstairs?" I ask raising my right eyebrow.
"Sure"
I watch him leave the room before heading to my wardrobe and pulling out my tight puma jumpsuit and a pair of high black boots.
Heading towards the bathroom I take a quick two minute shower before pulling on the clothes I laid out.
Not bothering to put makeup on I head straight towards my hairbrush and brush my hair before pulling it into a messy bun.
I grab my phone off charge and a red suede jacket, knowing I'll most likely need it with the autumn weather.
Running down the stairs I see many of the teen gang members inside, it is so full of faces I only vaguely recognise from the gang meeting Harry held. Noticing the familiar head of hair that belongs to Marzia.
Walking towards her the teens move out my way some giving me a once over too which I roll my eyes. Reaching her I stand next to her grabbing one of the many frying pans and helping her cook for the many gang members inside the house.
"Oh Bella you know you don't need to help me!" She said rushing around the cooker,
I simply ignore her knowing she needs some help with the many breakfasts she's making.
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Moving in with the Davidson boys
Teen FictionArabella Keller grew up with her grandparents but it all took a turn for the worst when her grandparents went on holiday leaving Arabella with her alcoholic parents. She had hoped that they had stopped over the time she lived with her grandparents b...
