Murderers~

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Ashley's POV

Tiffany stares at Calum, not moving. "Where can I hide until everyone gets back?!" "The attic.." I whisper, and her head whirls around to me. "Take me there..." She says sternly to me. "Sh- she can't. She's sick, see," Calum motions towards my hand. "Her hand. We think she's poisoned-" he stops and looks at me. I look up at him, slowly. "Not my problem right now. Then you, stand up." She points the gun at him. Calum slowly stands up, still holding his hands up. "Take me there." She puts one gun in its holster on her side, and the other she shoves into his back. "Walk!" If he takes her to the attic, she won't be able to get out on her own. I just realize this She wont be able to get out. thats perfect.. I turn around to look at them. Calum nods, probably knowing what I was thinking, and leads her up the stairs.

A few minutes later, Calum slowly walks down the stairs, and sits down. "You alright?" I ask him, my voice hoarse. "I just got a gun shoved in my back, do you think I'm okay?" He snaps. I sigh and look down.

Luke opens the door, his face lit up with happiness. Rose follows him, their hands intertwined. I look up at Rose, Immediately she noticed somethings wrong. "What happened here? Why does Calum look like he's about to shit his pants?" Kota says, walking in with Michael holding both of her hands behind her back. "There's someone here to see us." I whisper to them, and Calum shakes his head. "And she means business." Michael lets go of Kota, who stares at me. "where is she?" Luke asks, his voice deep. The happiness gone. "I'm right here." Tiffany appears out of the shadows from the dark kitchen. Kota whirls around, a gun inches away from her face. Everyone else turns to look at her, in shock. "Who are you?!" Michael yells. "My name is Tiffany." She says, pulling her other gun out. Rose slowly pulls out her sword, and Tiffany points her other gun at her. "Why are you here?" Luke sighs, his eyes move from Tiffany to Rose. "I need the money. So i can find my brother." "Whos your brother?" I ask quietly, Ashton looks at me like i did something wrong. "none of your god damn business. Now-" "Put your fucking guns away..." Michael whispers in Tiffanys ear, while he holds his samurai sword on her stomach. She slowly puts them into her holsters, and he pushes her down onto the couch, next to Calum. "why next to me?!?!" Calum yells, getting up and stumbling next to me. Tiffany glares at me, as Luke puts hand cuffs tightly on her wrists.

Personally, I love Tiffany. Haha. shes very important to the story, keep that in mind. (;