Aim. Fire. - Chapter 2

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dedicated to infinite_capacity_

For working on a cover for me

**Vulgar language**

I quickly turned to Carter and mouthed the word 'hide'

We ran behind a stack of empty boxes when I saw him come into view.

"Come here you little bitch!"

I gasped as I saw him dragging Izzy by her arm behind him. I turned to Carter.

"What do I do!?" I whisper yelled

"Stay here. He has to be bluffing" he said exasperated.

"He's not. He doesn't bluff" I wrapped my arms around Carter's neck, as if to hug him. I gently placed my fingers just under his ear lobe, behind the corner of his papercut sharp jawline. I applied pressure and he slowly went limp in my arms.

"Put Izzy near the boxes" I called out

"I'm the one making the shots here slut!" He yelled back

I repeated myself, but with more force.

I peeked over the edge of the box as I saw him sigh and shove her closer towards me. I grabbed her arm and pushed her towards Carter.

I stood as I saw Carter wake up and wrap his arms around Izzy frantically. I could see in his eyes he knew what I was doing, and he trusted me.

I don't know how long I could keep it.

I walked just out of arms reach of my father when he lunged for my hair. I stood there as he grabbed my hair and began punching my face.

I struggled to try and get out of his hold when he grabbed my chin and forced me to look at him.

"This will feel great"

Was the last thing I heard before everything went black.

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Carter's POV

I watched in horror as Jamie's body went limp and multiple men came and grabbed her. I took off my jacket and wrapped it around a frightened Izzy and quickly stood up. I charged at Jamie's father not thinking rationally. I ran into his chest with my anger trampling through my veins and we both fell down.

The rest of his men had already left. It was me against her father.

I was caught off guard as he punched the side of my face. I felt for the holster at my side and was relieved and shocked to find out my gun was still there.

I jumped up into my feet and pointed the gun at him.

"What are you gonna do? Shoot me?"

I aimed the gun at his foot and pulled the trigger.

"You bitch" He yelled. As he tried to sit up I replied with "that's my name!" Then I shot him in the other foot and he fell back down.

I aimed the gun at his head and asked,

"What do you have to say for yourself? You beat your daughter to the point she almost died. Multiple times!! What made you think that was okay?"

"I had to toughen her up." He began "She will take over my gang. I won't have a child running it."

I leaned over him and pulled him by his collar roughly till he was in front of a chair and tied him with rope I had found in an old bucket. I pulled up another chair and sat it in front of him and took a seat.

"Here's the dea-" He attempted to speak before I interrupted him.

"No. I'm making the choices here. You say Jamie is taking over your gang if you die correct?"

He was silent before I aimed the gun at his kneecap and shot.

"Oh God! Yes she will!"

"Alright then" I responded "Where did your men take her?"

"They" he paused to grunt in pain "are waiting outside for my signal"

Good I thought

"You're going to tell at them to bring her in here and leave."

"Ha, no." I aimed the gun and his shoulder and shot as he yelled in pain.

"How about now?"

I was quiet as he told them what to do and she was shoved to the ground behind me. I watched as they ran outside and left.

I grabbed Jamie and whispered in her ear.

"Close your eyes and cover your ears."

She looked at me puzzled but complied. I turned around and looked at her father, watching as he struggled to try and undo his restraints.

I glanced back to make sure Jamie was covering her eyes and ears and saw her crouching on the ground with her arms around her head and looking the other way.

I turned to her father, aimed the gun at his head, and fired.

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I like this chapter. I have a friend of mine working on a cover for this (yaaaaay!!) @infinite_capacity_
(Thank you!)
- Your welcome love

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