Avery's POV
And I hate to admit it yet love to say it... We are a match made in hell.
After our date, Xavier dropped me off, and I announced to the guys that we were dating, they were mad at first and protective but after I told them that I felt fireworks they understood and cheered for me.
I went to sleep that night with a bright smile on my face that not even my demons could get rid off.
The next morning, I woke to my phone ringing. It was the emergency phone that either mum or Ri could call me on. Sleep left me as I jolted forward to grab the phone.
Sitting up wide awake I answer the call that was from Ri,
"Ri?" I heard sobbing in the background.
"Av, please, we need your help." She sobbed into the phone. Survival Mode: On.
"What happened?!" I tried to stay calm.
"They're hurting mommy," Those words set me off.
"Lock your door and bolt it shut, supernatural style. I'm coming soon. Stay in your room no matter what you hear. Climb to the roof if you have to, stay in your room. I'm coming to get you both. Understand?" She cried and yelled when there was banging on her door, and I heard Isabella on the other end.
"Get out here Rebecca! You little good for nothing child! Avery isn't here; she can't save you!" I heard Isabella scream.
"Ri, listen to me. Don't scream and don't cry, bolt the door now. Get on the roof and stay there. I'm coming; I promise little Sammy. Dean's coming." I smiled, and I know she is too.
"Okay," I hear her whisper. I heard the bolt on the door that I gave her for Christmas; it wasn't hard to install. Plus, she's a smart little rat.
"Done," She told me, then she said she's climbing the roof now.
"You safe?" I asked.
"Yes," She replied.
"Okay, I'm coming now. I love you and stay safe." Then I hung up after she said it back to me.
From my room, I screamed out so loud, "MY ROOM, RIGHT NOW!"
The whole gang was here, twenty members to be exact. They filed into my room as fast as bullets. All twenty of them.
"All of you know of my family, right now they are hurting my mother. I need a plane there ASAP! Bring your weapons; I'm borrowing a plane from someone. ARRANGE TRANSPORTATION, ARMY VEHICLES. I WANT THE ROADS CLEARED ALL THE WAY TO MY HOUSE, AND MY GROUP STAYS WITH ME, THE REST OF YOU LEAVE NOW AND MEET ME THERE, GET ALL EQUIPMENT AND GET READY TO FLY!" I roared, my demons are out.
All of them nodded and rushed out, Trevor came and hugged me trying to calm me down. It worked, but I was bloodthirsty now.
I called Xavier; I knew he had a private jet and the best pilot. What? I did my research.
"Hello?" He picked up the phone; his voice was groggy.
"Xav," I could tell he woke up instantly at the sound of my voice.
"Avery? Are you okay? What happened?" He asked worriedly.
"I need to borrow your plane, my good for nothing dad, and sister are hurting my mother. My little sister is on the roof waiting for me. I'M BLOODTHIRSTY!" I roared, I hear myself growl and the demon in my voice.
"On it, I'll have the plane ready and send my men to pick you up and sent to our private airport, oh and Avery?" I hummed. "Bring them back; you don't need a ticket and passport for my plane. Bring them here." He commanded his demon in his voice as well.
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The Undercover Street Fighter
Teen FictionAvery, a smart mouth, sarcastic, sadistic, and confident 18 year old troublemaker. Not to mention an undercover street fighter. Finds herself running away from her life in Brooklyn, New York to start a clean slate all the way in Seattle, Washington...