Afraid 2

twenty four

"Hey baby who is it?" Niall comes to my side shirtless.

"Ahem...shirt son? Could show a little decency." The man remarked.

"And who the hell may you be?" Niall's voice raises just slightly.

"I'm Vanessa's father. And who may you be."

"Her husband and father of her children." He snapped.

"Children?" The woman gasped in disbelief.

Like who are these people and who do they think they are.

"Mommy! Logan hit me!" Diana yelled from their play room.

"She hit me first!"

"Stop fighting you're gonna wake up Dylan!" Corissa then chimes in. My little boss lady.

"Well are you going to invite us in?" The man says.

"I don't even know you." I finally muttered.

"Vanessa were your birth parents." They both smiled and stared at me.

"Um please just give us a second." Niall closed the door in their faces.

"Vanessa what the fuck?"

"You act like I knew this was going to happen!"

"Go put on some clothes and grab me a shirt please." He says signaling for me to go before he opens the door again.

I run up to our room and grab leggings and throw on a tank top and a sweater. I grab a sweater for Niall and begin to head for the stairs.

Suddenly someone grabs me from behind, covering my mouth pulling me into the boys room. I elbow the person in the gut to discover it to be Harry.

"What the fuck!"

"Those aren't your birth parents Vanessa. Be careful please." He said.

"What do you mean."

"You Niall has us watching the house. They pulled up and had a file on you."

"Ok they could've been watching to make sure it was me?"

"No Vanessa. It wasn't that type of file. The front said 'Elimination Target.'"

"Oh my god." I covered my face with my hands in disbelief.

"I have to go. Be careful." I nodded at him and watched him leave through my room balcony.

Dylan was now awake so I grabbed him and brought him with me downstairs.

"Sorry honey. Dylan drooled on your shirt a little." I chuckled.

"It's ok." He laughs and puts it on. I look over to the people who are looking around the house.

"Ahem. So. Birth parents supposedly?" I said. Both their heads snap toward me and smile.

"Yes. I'm Stacey Wentworth and this is your father Brad."

"Well nice to meet you. Didn't even know I was adopted till a month ago so that's great." I chuckle nervously.

Dylan begins fussing in my arms.

"Would you excuse me. He's probably hungry."

"I got it honey." Niall says taking Dylan and disappears to the kitchen.

"How many children do you have?" They asked me.

"4." I replied not fully paying attention to them.

"At 24? May we meet them?"

"Uh sure." I hesitated. 

I called for them to come out and they did. Running out one after the other.

"Yes mommy!" Corissa said as the three of them reached me side.

"Mommy wants you guys to meet some people." They all nodded.

"Hello little ones." Brad said.

"Hi I'm Corissa!"

"I am Logan!"

"Me Diana!"

They were all smiles while talking. They loved meeting new people. But then what Harry said crept back into my head. They were here to kill me.

"Okay you guys can keep playing." I smiled and signaled for them to leave the room.

I moved over toward the end table where we kept a gun.

"So why are you here?" I said once the kids were out of the room completely.

"We wanted to meet you. Is that a crime?"

"No it's not. But being a hit-man is."

"Pardon me?" Stacy seemed shocked.

"You heard me right." I raised an eyebrow and rose from my seat.

They both looked at each other and nodded charging toward me.

I ducked down and reached under the end table and pulled out the gun from the compartment.

I was now to their left aiming the gun at them. Both of them out of breath looking at.

"What the hell?" Niall exclaimed as he entered the room.

"Get out of here and forget all about your mission to kill me or I will kill both of you!" I yelled.

The two of them both scurried away.

"What the fuck was that?" Niall huffed.

"Someone's out to get us. Me."