I need to find Knox. He wanted to know who Mr. Hill was close to. Olivia. He will go after her. And possibly me if I'm not careful. I go home and into the attic where all my dad's guns are. After he died and my mom left I took them. He might as well have been married to them instead of her. I get them out one by one and start cleaning them and hiding them throughout my house. There is a Glock under my pillow, a rifle under my bed, a Glock under every table in the house, a gun in the hall closet and a gun by my front door. My father always had good taste in his guns. They are all a sleek black color; smooth to the touch. I take the magazines out of every gun to make sure they are full of bullets and load a few. I check the around the house one last time before turning all the lights out and crawling into bed. But little did I know, someone was watching me.
Time skip! A few hours later...
I am tossing and turning in my bed. The sheets are thrown halfway off the bed and my loose tank top is clinging to my sweaty skin. I jolt upright in bed not long after hearing the gunshot in my nightmare. I was looking through Olivia's eyes the night her mother got murdered. One of the men was touching her in ways no girl would ever want to be touched. Seeing that made me sick to my stomach. I race to the bathroom and let it all out in the toilet. I don't know how long I was sitting against the tub crying but it was long enough that I fell asleep there.
In the morning
The sun is shining brightly through the window of the bathroom directly into my face. I look around confused but then remember last night's events. Olivia. I should go make sure she is alright. I scramble into my room throwing on black jeans, a deep red hoodie, and my converse whilst grabbing the keys to my old chevy truck. I screech out of the small driveway and down the streets to the north side of town. Once I pull up to the house I see the door is cracked open and pull the gun out from under my seat racing inside. "Olivia! Mr. Hill! Are you in here?" Suddenly I see Mr. Hill racing down the steps to greet me when he sees the gun low at my hip.
"Woah! Blake, what the hell are you doing?" He puts his hands up as if he is blocking the sun from his eyes. I put the gun in the back of my pants pulling my hoodie down over it.
"I'm sorry Mr. Hill. I just had a nightmare about you guys and saw your door open and I thought something happened and--"
"Blake." He walks over to me wrapping me in a hug. "You are fine. Thank you for making sure she was alright. But she is asleep in her room right now."
"Mr. Hill. It's not just Olivia that I came to see. I came to see how you were doing too. I don't know if you have guns in the house or not...so I want you to take this. For both of you. Keep yourselves safe. I will come by and watch the outside whenever you need me to." I give him one last hug and get back into the truck heading home.
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A Lesson Before Dying
Mystère / Thriller"The video has gone around everywhere. A man. Who knows how old. His experience is obvious. But that is beside the point. He is saving lives. Killing people, yes. But he is saving other people that don't deserve to be hurt." This is a book I have r...
