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Chapter Seventeen

The next few weeks of my life were a kind of boring that couldn't be described. Nothing interesting happened. I wanted to go snooping around with Ashley, but as she said, she wanted to spend time with Ayden while he was recovering. 

I walked boredly through our house, waiting for Grayson to get home. Recently, he'd been distant. Don't ask me, though. I didn't really hang out with him anymore. I stopped near Ashley's room. Ayden was in there with her. Curiosity tingled painfully in the tips of my fingers. I tried to contemplate whether or not I should open the door. Slowly but surely, I inched to the door and pushed it open with my foot. Words that were being whispered made their way towards me. 

'' She'll end up killing someone. I can't let you tell her. '' Ashley's voice was quiet, and purposefully, too. 

'' Well if you won't do anything, and my own gang won't do anything, then she has to! She's the most murder-driven human being I've ever known! '' Ayden responded, a little louder. Ashley shushed him, and as I peeked further in, she looked hurt, and Ayden looked angry. I assumed they were talking about me. I did the killing in our group. As I shuffled my feet uncomfortably, I could feel the bloodlust pricking my fingers like little bugs crawling and biting my skin. I held my breath. 

'' I won't let her hurt him, or anyone. She needs to get out. So do we. '' At that, I felt angry. In no way did I want to get out. I listened more.

'' You don't control me, '' Ayden stood up, ''and you won't tell me what to do. Why don't we ask Julian? She'll be the deciding factor. '' Ayden and Ashley made their way to the door. Quickly, I scurried over to my room, jumped onto the bed, and hid under the covers, pretending to be asleep. 

They pushed my door further open seconds later. I shuffled under the covers. '' Julian, ''  Ayden began, walking towards me. To keep my act up, I jolted awake, my hand bolting under the covers and coming out with a pocketknife, aimed at Ayden, who was close enough that it touched his throat. Alarm and shock passed over his face. '' Easy, easy, '' he whispered, '' we just want to talk. '' 

''Sorry, '' I smiled apologetically, putting the knife back into the holder in my shoe. '' sit down. '' I scooted over to give them room. 

'' We found out who attacked me, and you might not like it. ''  Ayden said. 

'' Spill. '' I mumbled, intently listening.

'' My own gang. Ethan, mostly, but it's them. '' Ayden frowned. I tilted my head.

'' What'd you come to me for? '' I scoffed, hiding the excitement I was experiencing with a fake-calm demeanor. Ayden sighed.

'' I want you to kill them. '' Ayden said. I bit back a smile, looking at Ashley.

'' I don't want you to. They don't deserve to die! '' she argued with Ayden for a few seconds before looking at me, frowning, her eyes pleading. I sighed.

'' My job is to kill all enemies, '' I got up and grabbed the knife again, twirling it around in my hand, '' so that's what I'll do. '' A smile lit up Ayden's face, but it quickly disappeared. He still looked excited. 

'' Alright, then, '' he said seriously, '' pack up. We leave now. '' 

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Sorry for the short chapter. I wanted to make the fight separate ~