"Remember you can tap out when you want," I tease Kade, my youngest older brother. He and I always think that the other is weak only whenever we verse each other I win; he hates it.
"You should remember that cause I will win this time." He looks me dead in the eye which should scare me but it doesn't at all.
"When the buzzer sounds," I say to remind him of our rule.
It sounds and we go for the take down. He throws the first punch which I dodge all too well since that is what he always does. He is so damn predictable. When his arm passes me I grab it and use the leverage and flip him on his back. I fall to the ground when he pulls me with him. I use my legs and twist them around his upper body and use my arm to put him in a choke hold. Within 30 seconds he taps my arm. I am slow to release him cause I like to watch him squirm. Then I realse him all together when I hear my alarm go off.
The alarm is her favorite song "slow down" by Aly and AJ. The alarm sounds when one of my sensors goes off on Lizzie, my abondoned baby sister. Well she is like 7 now and doesn't know that she is being watched over. Right now she is going to ballet practice with her mom, Julie Thorne. She is a good woman and I honestly don't mind that she is the adoptive mother of my sister. I smile when I see her twirl through the door of the studio.
"Watcha looking at?" Kade asks, as he tries to see my phone.
"Nothing that matters to you." I say sharply cause he never cared about Lizzie.
"Geez I'll leave you alone." He backs away with his hands raised. I quickly run back up stairs to see my parents talking to a "client". I smile politely and then head towards my room before they call me to take the job so I'll stay longer. Which I'll simply say that one of my other brothers could take the job.
The door is closed and I can breathe. I look down at my phone to see her smiling face, just giggling at whatever another little girl said. I shed a tear; I have watched her grow up through a camera where I would have, should have been with her and see her smiling face in person. I have only ever seen her via camera angels and sensors. I have watched her grow up with out me and that hurts. I could have been there for her when I see her cry cause of something someone said or did instead of a stuffed animal. When I see that happen I feel my heart break. For a breed killer that shouldn't happen; however, my little sister will always have a part of my heart where the killer can't touch.
I wipe away the tears that fell and jump onto my bed, throw my headphones on and listen to my music on Pandora. The song "Dancin' Away With My Heart" by Lady Antebellum come on. This song makes me think of what I wished my life would be like. Just dancing away with the love of my life and having him be the, over used cliche, missing peice. To feel his touch and his lips. My mind drifts and I love where it takes me cause it is far far away and it's not really the killer me but the normal me. I am so immersed in the music that I don't hear my door open.
"Yo little one," Damian says while pulling off my head phones.
"What the hell do you want?" I moan cause I was not in the mood.
"Mom and Dad told me that I need to help you pack."
"Great."
I get up and head out of my room and grab my suitcases. I bought new ones for this trip which would be my last from this place. They were dark red and black plaid, nothing to flashy, except they were hard plastic which is sorta shiny.
"You do know you don't have to go," Damian moans, he is my middle brother and my favorite.
"I do actually, I can't live like this in the same house forever. I need to leave and also to broaden my independence. I then can also take jobs of my own choosing, not what mom and dad chose for me. I can't take it anymore, I am a well known killer and I can finally only take down real bad guys not just those who are inoccent but have potential to be evil like what they make me do. I can't take it."
"I get it; I wish I had your guts." He has guts it's just he doesn't want to upset mom and dad. I on the other hand could care less if it makes them mad.
"You can come and visit." I say as I put all of my clothes except for three sets of clothes, which I will wear the next couple of days.
"I know but still it won't be the same."
"Come on where is that tuff guy that would beat me up if I gave him a funny look." He has beat me up but I have returned the favor, my parents didn't care.
"He is losing his baby sister."
I sigh "Hey Damian?"
"Yeah?"
"Do you miss that little sister that mom and dad gave up?" I know that he slightly cares but not as much as me.
"To be honest yeah. But I know that she is probably better off." He is sadly right.
"Yeah."
After that we stop talking all serious like and joke around like we do. By the time dinner rolls around all ofmy things are packed. My survaillence photos. My clear board, books, and everything else. I smile to my self as I head down starirs. Though as I am about to hit the stairs Damian comes up from behind and throws me over his shoulder. I laugh cause he does this when I am being a "bitch" when I really am not. I hate it but since I only have three days left I let him.
"In coming!" He yells as we enter the kitchen.
"Put your sister down," my mom, Teresa says. The kitchen is where we are sorta like a normal family.
"Fine," Damian says reluctantly. I have a smile a mile wide cause or the next three days I am having my favorite dinners. Tonight starts it and it's chinese take out.
I get my orange chicken and sit on the couch. My brothers join me then my parents. Tonight it's Garett's turn with the remote. He chooses Common Law cause that is a show we all enjoy.
When I'm done I get up and put my stuff in the trash, aka the incerator. When Iam about to sit back down Garrett pulls me into his lap and starts tickeling me.
"Garrett!!" I squeal. I am laughing so hard that there are tears.
"Admit you'll miss this," he whispers in my ear and I nod. He stops but when I get up I leave my feet in his lap and lean on Damian. These are the moments I will miss but I am willing to lose these things to become my own person. My brothers are the best but I know that this is what I need. To leave and find me, not the me my parents want.
11 o'clock rolls around and I head to bed. I say goodnight and throw on my pajamas. I fall alseep sad yet excited cause in two days I'll be outta here.
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A Killers Heart Stolen
Teen Fiction“Kaira,” he closed the door numbly then slowly walked over to me, “what happened?” “I know this looks bad, but I’ve been in worse shape.” I say but that actually makes it worse. “What?!” He is aggravated and gets up. His eyes stare down at me and I...
