Natalie woke up to the feeling of the bed quake.She still felt the pain from last night.Broken glass all across the room.Windows smashed,Blood all over the walls.
"Oh no, not again."thought Natalie as she walked into the bathroom.
She slowly pulled her shirt sleeves up and carefully witnessed the bruises up and down her arm.
"Why does this keep happening, how can I stop it"said Natalie.
"Stop what, did you learn your lesson from last night.?"Vic asked.
"Yes,"Natalie said as her left eye started to twitch.
"Great, what did you learn?"asked Vic.
"I learned that we can't keep doing this,I can't keep running,"said Natalie.
"You're right,"Vic said as he pulled out his gun from inside the lower left side of his pants,and shot Natalie twice in the throat.
Vic got a call from a blocked caller I.D .
"Why do you shoot someone everytime someone figures out your real identity. You're only 16 Vic, you can't be having all this Blood on your hands,at least not yet."said Carter.
"I know big brother, but she would've ratted me out," said Vic. Maybe, but there are other ways of handling it, but today is not you're a lucky day, I heard on my radio that apparently people heard the gunshots that killed Natalie, and the cops are on their way."
"Dang, Ok Well can you help me, Carter."Vic asked.
"I cant,I'm all the way in Toronto on a case, explained Carter.
"I know, but you're still a cop, can't you call them or something?"
"No can do, and whatever you do, do not run. You need to face this head on, you need to learn how to live your life responsibly." Carter said as he hung up.
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The wrong way to hell
General FictionIt is a story about justice, the little people who are just now realizing there worth.
