✔◆ kill Or Be Killed ◆✔ (Completed)

⇦chapter 11: kidnapped/wounded⇨

My head hurts like hell it feels like it's being pounded together by a metallic mallet.

My eyes felt frozen solid that if I open them they would hurt, and a hot liquid was running from the side of my head.
I groaned feeling the hard ground beneath me I forced my eyes open to see that it was night and I was still on the streets.
The crash!. Dylan!.

I

looked over beside me and saw that the crash sight was still there. I got up shakily falling in the process and slithered over to his side of the car and bent down.

I look under but there was no one there.

"What? where is he!" I growled. He couldn't have just gotten up and walked away. I was in full panic mode now looking around searching for a blood trail or something but a yellow sticky note caught my eyes that was hooked under the broken windshield.
I grabbed and opened it and read the fine print:

My dear Krystal I haven't seen you in a while, I see by now you've realized my intentions with Dylan. But he's not what I want. I want you!!
I've got your precious family with me and might I add your moms more feistier than I thought but bleeds just as much. You know where to find me if you need me. You've got less than 24 hours left by that time your family will be no more.

I swear if he dare touches another strand on her head I'm gonna ensure he dies in one of the pain fullest ways possible. I knew it he's kidnapped mom and Dylan as hostage just to lure me in.
I let out a scream hitting my fist on the hard concrete. "Ugh Fuck you Morse!"
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I sighed slumping down on the door once I closed it. I was home finally. That was the longest walk ever. And thank God it was dark out so I didn't get any suspicious glances.

I winced immediately and regretted sitting down. I pulled up my bloody shirt and gasped at the sight, there was a huge deep slash right above my lower rib.

I let out out a little shriek and bit hard on my lips to hold back tears. I need to close this before it gets infected.

I balanced myself up by holding onto the objects around the house and sluggishly hopped to the bathroom where I went for the first aid kit.

I looked for some bandages, alcohol and some disinfectant. I sat on the toilet seat and started removing my torn up clothes then started cleaning my wounds.

(Minutes later)
All my wounds are now close but not fulling healed so there was no point in going after them until the next 3 hours. ugh this is all Dylan's fault. I'm gonna kill him.

I sat in the bathroom corner on the floor and started crying.
Oh what am I saying it's not his faults it's all mine.
I was suppose to protect her but instead I failed I wasn't there when she needed help and now she's gone, they took everything away from me including that knucklehead brother of mine and I promise that I will do everything in my power to get them back even if I have to kill every one who stand in my way one by one.

A/N
Guys I don't know if you've noticed but this book will be coming to an end soon just to put that out there. And also there's only about 4 chapters left 😱.
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