Breaking Down

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> Charlie's pov
      I ran out the door, to the park. I couldn't handle this anymore, my sister is a murderer, she is killing innocent people that have done nothing wrong to her.

      Once I got to the park I found a bench and sat down, I covered my face in my hands and just started bawling. I tried to stop the tears from rolling down my face but I couldn't.
  
     I felt a hand rest on my shoulder, it made me jump and so I turned my head instantly and had my hands in a combat stance.

     "Calm down Charlie it's just me Tom. I saw you bolt here after what yo.. you know.. anyways I just came to check on you. We won't go over there today to save them if you're not prepared to." Tom said as he sat down on the bench next to me.

      "No. We are going to go. I'm not going to stop you guys from trying to rescue your family. Just because I'm crying, don't think for ONE SECOND I don't want to punch my sister."

      "CJ it's your sister, are you sure you want to do this?"

      "Yes I'm sure! She's torturing innocent people and animals! Who knows how many have been killed! I don't want to be related to her, so yes I want to go!"

      I stood up and started to walk away, but as I did, I realized Toms foot was still injured. How was he supposed to help rescue them? But if we went inside the building with us, and someone he loves is dead, he would break down. He'll just have to be that guy in the chair.
    
     "Tom, your foot is still injured, your going to be the guy in the chair."

      "Oh I know. I was planning on being that since Sam is going with us. But if he wasn't, I would be on the field with you and Alexi."

       We ran back to the car, started the engine, and started driving to where Sam and Alexi were at. They were standing out side the weapons store, once they saw our car they got in and we drove off to Vista's house.

      "By the way, we weren't old enough to buy guns, so we got some throwing knives." Said Sam, kind of embarrassed but also confident at the same time.

       "Well that'll do. I throw knives as a hobby so I'll be used to it." I informed him.

        A few moments later, they pulled up to the house that was on the news just minutes ago. The house was covered by police tape, and there were 3 ambulances (you never know what could happen) and the House was surrounded by police cars.

      Once all four of them got out of the car, they strangely couldn't hear anything. Not a peep. Then, there was a large bang sound coming from inside the house. Was it a gunshot? I sure hope it wasn't.

      To be honest I'm really really scared to go inside. Who knows what my 'sister' has done. I don't want to call her my sister after everything she's done to people, to Tom.

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