The Myth Of Colby Brock. (UNDER EDITING DONT READ)

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Homeboys are quick, let me tell you. He grabs ahold of my cardigan and pulls me back up to his face. I manage to slip my way out of it and run back towards the cafeteria Colby had the same idea to keep them away from the kids they don't deserve that trauma they go through enough with their teachers I stop dead in my tracks as I feel the nose of the rifle at the temple of my head and the two other guys coming through the other door of the cafeteria pointing it at Colby how in the world do we end up in these situations. I look at Colby and notice they are zip-tying his hands together on a table. their blue zip-ties I think I know who sent them here.

"If you don't want me to blow your brains out I suggest you empty your pockets or we will have lots of fun with you I'm sure the boss would love fresh meat!" God, his breath stinks "Jesus invest in a toothbrush sheesh bro"  Wait.. did I say that out loud "What did you just say to me?!" he pushes the muzzle of the gun into my temple for sure leaving a bruise in the morning I wince from the pain  "damn I'm sorry you offended yourself MA'AM" he's very clearly a man I didn't do it pfft "Let her go!" I hear Sam yelling from the other side of the room "Do you want to get shot, little boy?" The man behind me screams in my FUCKING ear it's fine I didn't need those anyway "YES PLEASE" Sam calls out behind me I'm gonna beat his ass later for that I swear I roll my eyes and as he's about to point it at Sam I grab his arm and flip him over my shoulder that caught Colby's attention out of all things well I guess  these dorks were gonna know eventually I look around to make sure it just those two watching and not other eyes cause I don't need people pretending to like me because of the things I know how to do 

I look down at the man on the floor as he's groaning in pain rolling on his side coughing up blood I rip his ski mask clean off definitely leaving some sort of burn on his already ugly face and flick my finger at him hinting to give me the gun "die in hell bitch" he grits through his bloody teeth he gets up and I stomp on his shoulder sending him back to the floor screaming again give me it now you already know its not looking pretty for you he lifts up his other arm handing me the gun I step off his shoulder and I aim it and boom no more shoulder damn this bitch got a hard kick "bro stop screaming you piece of shit before I give you a reason to scream and not in a good way that I enjoy" I kick him in the ribs and he curls into a ball spitting out blood I'm about to pop a cap in his head but there are others I have to deal with first I saw one running up to me I flipped the gun around my finger and straight head shot this is too easy

"I thought you said you never touched a gun" I hear Colby from the other side of the room zip-tied to one of the tables with his hands up I could get used to this sight the vulnerability at least I looked at him and then to the man running at me full force with a knife I flipped the gun in my hand over my shoulder grabbing my Taurus Judge out my thigh holster under my sweats I spun it around and shot him in the head Colby you should know this I'm a horrible liar and who the fuck brings a knife to a gunfight? Like you gotta be really dumb to do that A for effort Colby smiled and nudged his head signaling there was someone behind me.

I looked at Colby, moved my arm behind me and shot the guy behind me in the stomach aww I missed damn it Colby one second I looked back at him and shot him in the head his body drops to the floor with a thud ew I hate blood another guy in all black ran in with a shot gun guess what he shot it and it jammed HAHA FUCKING DUMBASS I hurled over dying laughing visibly making him angerier every second why do the wanna be pimps keep running at me this is embarrassing, homeboy was CHARGING leave it to mexico for the bulls my guy us americans dont need to take their jobs away again anyway as he got closer I stepped to the side OLEY I yelled as loud as possible I heard Colby start laughing but holding it in he charged at me again and again I said oley this went on for a solid minute multiple failed attempts of hitting me and punching me I kept laughing at him which didnt help I think I made him angerier he ran up to me trying to kick me this time hmm thats new I grab his ankle and his whole face goes pale I turn his ankle and push him back head first into the floor ok im boredof this game I cock my gun back and point it at him he rolls over scooting backward, all the blood from his face was drained he looked scared I love it.