I wake up surprisingly peaceful. No "GET UP" or my Uncle slamming things around trying to wake me up. He must be out at a bar or something. I stretch before getting dressed to go on a run since I haven't done that in a while. I end up putting together this outfit.
(A/N : I'm sorry but wtf is that dot on her belly)
I head to the bathroom and put my hair up in a simple ponytail. As I head downstairs I hear... My Uncle laughing? That's unusual. At the end of the stairwell I look up to see him watching Tv and shockingly he wasn't drunk or high. He looks to the the right noticing me and smiling. Thats weird.
"Hey Sweetie." He says sounding happy. That kinda ticked me off.
"Hey, look I'm happy to see that you'r not drunk or high for once, but you don't have the right to call me anything besides my name until you can prove that you've changed for good. Understand?"
"Yeah...I understand. I'm also sorry for what I've put you through and I was so stupid for taking my anger out on you. I promise I will do my best to change." he explains quickly seeing as I'm about to leave.
"Okay" I say swiftly and exit the house.
Once outside I put my earbuds in and start my jog. As I'm jogging I see a cafe and decide to get some coffee and a beagle. While in the corner booth enjoying my food and scrolling through TikTok, I look out the window and see Blake follow a couple of guys into an alley. Me being the nosy person I am, I decide to follow him.
I stand behind a trash can and listen in on their conversation.
"Your times up. Where's the money, and if you don't have that you know what will happen after you tell me where my supplies is." Blake says sounding angry.
"I...I don't have your money and somebody stole the supplies. Please don't kill me I could try to help you find the person that has it." the guy begs, scared for his life.
"Too late." Blake say already holding is gun pointing it towards the guys head.
Should I let this guy die or should I step in and save him. No I can't get mixed in with his business. I move to walk away but as I take a step I bump into the trash can i was hiding behind. "Shit" I mumble to myself hearing Blake and a few of his men walking towards me. They stop in front of the trash can saying, "Come out with your hand up and maybe we won't shoot you." I take a step out contemplating if I should make a run for it.
"Don't shoot, I'm not a threat and I won't hurt you as long as you don't try to hurt me." I explain, Blake instantly recognizing me as I stand up with my hand in the air.
"Reagan, what the fuck are you doing here, and why are you spying on us?" Blake says sounding even more angry but you could tell he was trying his best to keep his temper at the moment.
"I was sitting at the cafe and saw you walk back here with your men and I just got curious." I put my arms down without his men or his noticing. I always carry a hand gun on me just incase the incident like at school happens. At the moment my gun was in my waistband covered by may shirt.
Blake turns and starts whispering, I take the opportunity to get my hand sin place to grab my gun from behind me if I need to. I hear Blake whisper, "She's seen too much... take her out." I Instantly grab my gun and shoot all of his men, only flesh wounds, so they wouldn't die they just wouldn't be able to shoot me. Blake turns around and pulls his gun out.
"Put the gun down Blake, I heard what you said, telling them to take me out."
"Reagan, you just shot all of my men, that just gives me another reason to shoot you." Blake says. I look into his eye now seeing as they have turned stormy grey showing that he has lost his temper.
"Blake, they're only flesh wounds, they're not going to die, I only injured them enough so they wouldn't be able to doing anything to me." I explain hopefully calming him down.
"I'm still going to have to kill you Reagan you've seen too much."
"Blake you realize all you have to do is ask and I won't tell anybody, I'm not an enemy, and I'm definitely not a snitch like 6ix9ine. You have no reason to shoot me." I explain still trying to calm him down. I look to my left and see that he had already killed the other man by snapping his neck.
"Alright then, I'm asking you now, please do not tell anyone, and if you do I will pop a bullet in your head. Understand Reagan?"
Did he really just try to threaten me after I got rid of all of his men that were around us without them even touching me once? He must really think he's better than me. Funny.
"I understand, but Blake did you really just try to threaten me? Even after what I did to your men without them even touching me?" I question him curious to what he thought he would do to me.
"Right, my bad I probably shouldn't make threats I can't handle." He apologizes sounding sarcastic as ever.
"Boi if don't get yo sarcastic self on some where we bout to have problems." I say laughing.
"alright go get your men fixed up, imma head out." I say going to finish my jog.
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Later that night I FaceTime Madeline and tell her everything as she does TikTok dances being the crackhead she truly is. Once I finish explaining, I tell her that once of the men I shot was the guy she liked, I think his name was Spencer or something like that I don't know, but Madeline starting laughing with me as I told her how much of an idiot he looked like as he was rolling on the ground wincing in pain.
I ended the call about an hour later and tried to go to bed. But I couldn't stop thinking about Blake. I thought me and him were getting along, but he tried to kill me without even thinking of asking me to keep quiet about what I saw. I'm just going to try and avoid him during school and quit being so nosey when I see him doing something suspicious.
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A/N - Hi readers, I'm sorry I haven't uploaded in a couple of days, I've just been focused on reading other thing and watch Netflix, since I'm a lazy bum. I'll try and update more frequently.
Word Count - 1135 Words (Not including Authors Note).
Byebye now I'm going to watch Netflix and read other Wattpad stories while stuffing my face with food. Peaceeeeeee.
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He Saved Me
Ficção AdolescenteA 17 year old girl named Reagan lives with her uncle, but ever since the incident happened he resolved his problems with alcohol and takes his anger out on Reagan by hitting her... A-lot. One day her scars and marks are revealed by accident. What ha...