Impulse ➸ irwin

1 ❖ Freedom

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"I'm free bitches."

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It all started with her. She's the reason why all of this is happening. They messed with her family, and that's messing with her. She won't allow that.

So she got her revenge.

She went to where he was at and shot. But it didn't hit him. No it's way more complicated than that. She turned the gun at the last second and hit her actual target. Her own brother.

She said she doesn't regret it at all. He caused her to suffer. He was with him when he murdered her family. He just stood there, holding a gun to her head. Only he made the mistake of not having enough courage to shoot her. Now he's dead.

So now her mother, father, and brother are six feet into the ground and she is rotting away in a prison cell. You see, once you first kill someone, you get addicted to it. You want to feel the adrenaline rush all over again. She was obsessed with blood. She wanted to see it fall from her victims as they took their last breath. So she went on a rampage. She was going to make them all pay. But then flashing lights flickered and sirens were heard and they all bolted. But she just stood there, over her brother's body, and dropped the gun on top of him. Then she turned around and came face to face with guns pointed at her. She didn't even struggle as they took her away.

It's been almost a year since that day. The day she was taken out of my life. Isolated from civilization. Marked as insane. I will do anything to get her back, and I have just the plan to do it.

I admit I am ashamed for doing this but I have no choice. I need to find him. He took her away from me. He made her like this. Now he's going to pay for it.

I open the door to my mom's room, bat in hand. Then I walk over to the piggy bank I made for her when I was maybe in first grade. Apparently it had some sentimental value to her because it reminds her of when I was little I guess. But I grew up. All that matters to me is her, and this is how I'm going to get her back.

So I lift the bat up off my shoulder and swing. Pieces of glass spread everywhere as the money flies around. I quickly pick all of it up as fast as I can and stuff it into my bag. Then I walk into Harry and Lauren's room and kiss them on the forehead, making sure not to wake them up. They are going to hate me after they find out what I'm going to be doing, but I know this is what I have to do.

I walk out the door and open the trunk of my car and toss the bag in it and slam it shut. Then I get in it and turn the ignition on and back out of the driveway that I will never be returning to. Not that I don't want to, but I don't have a choice. I pull down the mirror and grab my sunglasses and put them on. Then I put down the top of the car and drive to where I've been waiting to go to for over a year. The prison.

I slam the car door shut and walk to the back and grab my bag and make sure everything that could get me busted is taken out, all that's left is stacks of cash. Then I walk towards the barbed wire fence that surrounds the brick building that looks like it could collapse any second. Then I approach a gate and there is a intercom on the outside of it and I buzz it.

"What do you want?" the lady says over the intercom. Looks like someone really enjoys their job.

"I'm here to visit someone," I try to say as nicely as I can because this lady seems like someone you don't want to cross. But also I need to hurry before it's too late.

I hear her groan but then I hear a buzzing sound and the gates open just wide enough that I can walk through. But as soon as I pass them they automatically shut and I hear the locks clicking back into place.