Purge: Revenge[zarry]

5.

Zayn

Today is the day before the announcement of the annual purge.

Harry and I were left alone in the house. I wasn't as nervous as I was two days ago.

"Look, Benico's address was left on the counter." Harry says and reads the address.

"We could go there if we need help." I say and turn on the TV.

Harry nodded and went to the kitchen.

"I'm gonna make Mac n cheese." Harry yells from the hallway.

"Okay!" I yell back and stare at the TV show that was playing.

I looked at the time on my phone.

10:24 pm

I sighed and rubbed my face. Things can't get worse because Anwars dead.

I still miss Lucky and his blue crystal eyes. Somehow the kid that showed up to our vacation house with a knife reminded me of him.

I just prayed for me and Harry to be safe at all times.

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Dane

It was quickly dark outside and I left the house. I needed something to protect myself besides a damn knife.

I walked down the alley to a place that sold guns secretly.

I knocked on the garage door and looked around, making sure no one saw me.

The garage door lifted open and a guy looked me up and down.

"What do you want kid, we don't sell candy." He says and almost closed the door.

"I need a gun." I said sternly and put my foot between the door.

"Come in." He sighs and pulls me in.

I looked around for guns and they were kept hidden in some sealed box.

The guy opens it and stands back.

"Pick what works best for you." He mumbles and crosses his arms.

I scan the box and spotted an SMG. I grabbed it and looked at it.

"Good choice." He says.

"I'll take it." I say and hand him the cash. "Keep the change."

"Wait kid, why are you buying a gun for?" He asks.

I sigh and turn back around.

"Just to protect..myself." I say.

"Do you know how to use it, cause we got a job for a shooter." He says and gets closer to me.

"What?" I frown and step back.

"Let me call the boss." He says. "Bill, come down here!"

I was confused. What did he mean about a job and a boss?

Were they planning on purging tonight?

"What is it, Cole?" A guy came down. I'm guessing this guy is Bill.

"Look, I found a young boy who bought a gun." Cole says.

"Okay?" Bill shrugs.

"Are you stupid? Remember we need a shooter for the back of our truck?" Cole says.

Bill suddenly throws an empty beer bottle at him.

It shattered making me jump.

"Don't call me stupid." He scoffed and stepped down the stairs.

Cole gave Bill an apologetic look.

"Clean up the mess." Bill demands and walks towards me.

"What's your name?" Bill looks down on me.

"Dane, Dane Dehaan." I answer, looking up at him.

He was extremely tall and lanky.

"We got a job for you. Maybe it isn't for you but we'll see." Bill says and takes a cigarette out and lit it.

"It probably isn't for me, I'm not purging I'm just simply buying a gun to protect myself." I explain.

Bill sucked in the smoke and blew it to my face.

I coughed and wiped my face, giving him a weird look.

"I'll pay you double if you join and do research." Bill shrugs. "You look like a smart kid."

I looked down at my feet, thinking.

"I'm looking for two males that killed my older brother last year." Bill says angrily.

"How much will it be?" I ask.

"5k." Bill smiled, making my jaw drop.

"I'm in." I quickly answer.

"Great." Bill smirks and places his cigar on my lip.

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