Born a Killer

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I guess you could say that my life was a little extreme. Wondering who I would be if it wasn't for all this shit that I set in my path was tiring. Emotions tumbled and turned inside my head, causing it to grow numb. If only it wasn't for them, those disgusting dogs that murdered my mother out of spite.

'People do desperate things at desperate measures' my mother would say.

Maybe that was what I was doing, I was desperate for... revenge.

I can't imagine what she would say about that. I can't think about it.

My fingers begin to shake and tremble at the thought of what I've done. But I can't think like that, I have to be stable.

"Ebony"

I followed the voice that lead to Hunter. His tall, manly structure, towering over me. It used to scare me, the fact that I was small, helpless, but not anymore and perhaps not with Hunter.

"How long do I have to be here for?" I asked, ignoring him

"Just a few hours, I'll pick you up later"

I look up at the high school, dreading the thought of going into a classroom again. I sigh heavily and look up at Hunter.

He looks away, I've noticed that he can't stand looking at my face lately, "Go" his voice is stern

I bite my lip, my anxiety creeping in.

"And avoid as must as you can, no one can know where you were"

I already received the lecture from Michael. It was crystal clear that I would loose my head if I were to tell people that I spent the last two days with a house full of gang members.

With a curt nod, I head towards the double doors. I began thinking about how Jenna reacted to my 'coming home'.

"Where the HELL have you been?" she screamed

"A friends, we were doing a project for school" I replied, acting as calm as I could

"I was going to call the police" Jenna threw her hands in the air

"Well saves you the trouble of calling them back then, I'm fine" I disappear into my room to grab some clothes

"Ok but you need to tell me things like that" she opens up the door and walks in

"Ok" I reply, packing more stuff into my bag

"What are you doing now?" her worried expression irritates me

"Look Jenna, you're nice and everything but I really don't need you, I'm fine on my own, just call me when the social worker is coming in" I make a quick exit, not wanting the conversation to drag on further

As I'm walking to my locker, another thought comes to mind. If the Cobras were so indebted in keeping the warehouse full of stock safe then how did they have enough men to take care of the other bases? And how did they know that that's where we would go?

I turn a corner only to bump into Blake. "sorry" I mutter, trying to speed off in the other direction.

"Wait, Ebony?"

I stop short and turn around slowly, "Yeah?"

"Where have you been? And... what happened to your face?"

"Kneed myself in the eye so I decided that I didn't want to come into school" I hoped that this would end, I really didn't want to lie to him but what else could I do?

He does a short laugh, not quite believing me.

"Ok... where are you heading now?"

"My locker, I need a couple things" I start to head off

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