Screwing Mia|✓

13.

"Kon back off" Dustin warned gripping her tighter.

"Dustin, we've known each other for so long. How about please, will asking nicely help" his tone was wickedly sweet, Mia turned to look at him and his eyes twinkled.

"Fuck she's pretty, how often do you fuck her" Kon mused licking his lips, Dustin had enough, he pulled out his gun in return pointing it directly at him.

"That's enough Konstantine"

Kon rise his gun and fired a shot, it landed square in the poor old lady's forhead. Mia gasped in horror, wanting to go over to aid the woman, but Dustin held her in place.

"What, the old hag had a rifle. I'm not collecting any pepples"

"Your a fucking monster!" Dustin found it hard to hold back Mia at this point. She didn't seemed fazed that Kon was a madman with a gun.

"Oh please, your daddy has a larger body count than me" he sang planing his finger in his cheek.

"Hand her over"

Dustin finally shot at Kon, the back and forth continued for at least four minutes before Kon finally picked up two bullets in his shoulder and chest.

He fell to the ground laughing out in pain, hissing when he slowly rose up. Dustin kicked the gun away and pointed his over his head.

"Congrats Dust. My childhood best friend  was the first one to shoot me. Fucking twice. Ha, haha. Fuck"

"Kon don't let me be the one to do this"

"Hehe. Just gimmie my phone buddy. Ugh. These bullets kinda hurt now" Kon sneered. Dustin kicked him his phone and sped away.

"Why didn't you kill him?" Mia spat in anger, still trembling from shock. Despite her being in such a family, she has never seen an innocent being killed in cold blood.

"I couldn't" Dustin gripped the steering tighter running a red light.

"He killed that poor lady, what about her family? What about her life"

"What about it" Dustin finally said shocking Mia.

"Your just like them. Like him. You all are the fucking same. I hate this. I hate you. I hate everything!" she shrieked pounding at his shoulder. He slammed the break so Hardin was thrown forward, she hit her head on the dash board. Her eyes fluttered closed them she went limp. Dustin took her out and placed her in the back seat. Finally having some peace to his ears. He needed to thing over shit.

"Mom. Janice. Who the hell is here?!" He stormed into the house to see no one. He gave a long sigh, getting Mia out of the car and into his room then locked her in there.

He took out a bottle of his really aged wine, turning it at his head taking about half of the bottle down in one go.

He instructed his mother to keep it low.

He then called up Elliot and informed him of what happened. Even he was shocked and hurt that Konstantine was the one to come after them like that. Who wouldn't. It hurts to see how someone practically family turned against them because of a misunderstanding. Dustin took another swing. Feeling his insides stir due to the fast pace he's as drinking at.

He turned on their alarm, got a perimeter set up consisting of ten sharp shooters and reinforced the bullet proof windows.  Unless your a ninja or a hundred man army, there was no way of getting in without him knowing.