Chapter 7

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Evan's P.O.V.

I took a deep breath before speaking,

"I need to tell you something too."














I looked off to the side as Jon looked at me confused. Most likely confused as to why I wasn't freaking out and was about to tell him something. Should I tell him? Or should I show him? You know what, imma just do both.

I slowly stood up and motioned him to follow me. He slowly stood up and followed me. I led him to our bedroom, that we will be sharing for a few more days, and moved the bed forward to get to the secret room.

I looked back at Jon and saw that he was confused. I chuckled lightly. I put my pin into the keypad that was there and it opened. I walked in with Jon behind me, me having to hold his hand so he could actually move. As I held his hand, I felt something like electric shock go through my body. I shivered.

This room just held the Armor and my usual clothing that I had for killing. Now that I think about it, I never did watch the news bout the killings.

Whatever, I know people are afraid. "This room is were my armor is. And my usual uniform for when I go out and kill or just do crime. you must be thinking, 'What are you talking about? I thought you were innocent?' Wellll, im not. In fact, I'm Vanoss. You know the killer that didnt kill you when killing others at the park or do anything when Brian shot me. Or the person who didnt have a mask but hood up to cover their face and saved your asses? Yup. thats me. Thats why I have the owl mask, and the reason for it when I said, was just a lie. I had hurt myself to make y'all think that I wasn't a killer, that I was an innocent guy. Come, I will show you more of my things," I explained to him.

Jon had a look of shock but still followed me. I closed the door to the room and put the bed back, I then took him to the living room, moved the entertainment center and the TV to show him another room. I did the keypad, which is a different combo.

As I was opening the door I said, "this were I keep my weapons. The guns from Small handguns all the way to RPGs on the right side of the wall. On the back wall, is were all the C4s and Grenades, smoke, flashbangs, etc. On the left side, which is my favorite, are the knives and swords that I create. From the smallest ones hidden in everyday shit, to the largest, deadliest sword that I had created.

" I'm working on more swords, and guns that can be hidden too, which I will show you were soon. Maybe if either we be allies or I work with you, which is so your choice, you can come to my house and ask to use some stuff or you can even request for me to make something that you would want. I can also put down labels of yalls names and put yalls guns and swords and knives there if you want." I explained as Jon looked around at every gun and every knife carefully, even picking up a few that caught his interest.

Jon smirked looked at me and said, "Well Mr. Fong, do you want to work with the most deadliest gang?" I grinned and nodded my head. "I'll start putting on the labels and what you want in a section." I said as I was clearing off my left wall.

I carried them downstairs to the basement. Jon followed of course, and sat them down an a long ass table from smallest to largest. "Pick out your knives and swords Mr. Denis while I go get the guns." I said as I walked out.

I grabbed the guns and sat them up on a second table, from smallest to largest. I could tell Jon was still looking so I decided to tell him what the basements for. "the basement is were I make all the swords and guns and shit." Jon looked over at the equipment and nodded, going back to pick out his swords and knives.

I told him I was going to be upstairs labeling the room off. Before I walked off, I gave him a piece of paper that has all of the combos for every secret door in the house and Says were it is.

I went upstairs and started labeling. Jon, of course, has the biggest space, only because he is the gang leader and because I may or may not like him. Luke has the 2nd largest space, since he is both, jons best friend, and his second in command.

Everyone else had the same size other than Luke and Jonathan. I soon heard Jon exploring the rest of the house say somethings such as, "nice" or "thats cool, were did he get it?"

I heard Jon go back downstairs and grab some things. Most likely the weapons. I then heard him shuffle upstairs, coming my way. He comes into the room holding different weapons. "Uh.. Y-You p-picked a lot huh?" I cursed myself for stuttering. He looks at me and smiles, nodding. He walks over to his spot of the wall and starts to put his weapons the way he wants them.

As he was putting the weapons of his choice up, I looked at him, and asked,









"So.. What about the guys?

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ A/N
ayyyyeee, um, I would have posted at least 4 chapters by now, but I've been distracted and yeah. yesterday I went to a sleep over, I'm still over here with a Yorki sleeping and rolling on me and another dog that gates me. Lol, yeah. Had to deal with the dog all damn night.

Sorry bout that needed to rant some lol but

ANYWHO

sorry bout not posting. I've been distracted by a game that I haven't played for a while. Its called Wolf Online. My name is SD (F) on there if anyone wanna look for me and roleplay/talk for a bit. I would either be in Dragon, Wild Guardian, Stone Mountain, or snowstorm, either as a Snow Wolf, or a Mountain Wolf. Btw, I'm a lvl 19 almost 20.

Sorry bout that, had to speak of the game, but anyways, sorry for only posting one chapter.

see y'all in the next chapter
Bye byeeeeeee
~SD

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