Kidnapped and ready to kill

Kidnapped and ready to kill Chapter 18

Lindsey Pov

Well, there goes our surprise attack. I thought to myself. I looked around, there has to be more than thirty guys. Plus, the my "parents".

""Mother. Father. How nice to see you again." I said with sarcasm dripping out of my mouth. Apparently they didn't hear the sarcasm because of what my "Mother" said.

"We are not your parents. Never call us that again " she shouted. I chuckled. " I guess you two are so stupid you didn't hear me say that in sarcasm?" I asked.

My parents were clenching and unleashing their hands into fist. They were about to speak, but Oliver cut them off, "Were are, our parents?"

My "Parents" looked confused, "Who?" They asked.

"Our parents. Bill and Nikki." Oliver explained. The two of them had evil smiles on their faces. And it wasn't just me they freaked out with them.

"Oh them. Well you see, they weren't any use to us, so we got rid of them." My 'father' explained. My 'mother' chuckled an evil chuckle.

"What do you mean got rid of?" I asked hoping what I'm thinking is wrong.

"Do I have to spell it out for you?" my 'mother' signed," They were once alive and now their not."

I turned to see Oliver and Dylan getting ready to kill someone right there and right now. It made me angry and sad that they lost their parents. I mean they wanted to kill them,but you know, they were their parents.

I turned back towards them angrily. "Who shot them?" I asked.

"Huh??" they asked. Are they stupid.

"I asked who shout them?!?!" I screamed.

They just chuckled, "You always had a high temper. But it was me who shot them. My 'mother' said. Right after she said that, I took out my gun as fast as lightening and shot her in the head. Nobody saw it coming. Not even me. Everyone was shocked. But the shock turned into anger and sadness for my 'Father'.

"You're dead." He hissed. Then all the men around us jumped us.

We all had each other's backs. Nobody has hurt us yet, but their were still more.

"I'm going to kill him." I shouted to the group. "No! It's too dangerous!" screamed Dylan.

Cliche right. Guy doesn't want girl to go. Girl goes any way. Blah blah blah.

"I'm going!" I screamed. I looked around the room for him. I saw him standing in the back right corner of the room. I started making my way towards him killing everyone who got in the way.

As I was in front of him it seemed as if the fight was slowing down a bit. As I stopped right In front of him I pulled out my gun ready to shoot, but whipped his out and aimed it at me.

He laughed, "You think you can beat me. Ha. You think you can get away by killing my wife and breaking into my warehouse. No." He was about to shot, but I stopped him.

"And what about you, you abuse me most of my life and been trying to kill me. You think I should let you win. No." With that, I shot him in the head, but at the same time I got shot in the stomach.

I tried to not let it show, as I watched him fall and take his final breathe. I did it. I finally killed them.

I turned around to see everyone has stopped fighting and is looking at him on the ground. I looked to my left to see the guys looking at me with pride. I started making my way towards them when I felt a sharp pain in my stomach.

I looked down to see blood pouring from my stomach. I looked up to see the guys shocked faces. I started to fall when I felt two hands wrapped around my waist. It was Dylan.

"C-car...H-hops-pital..." I stuttered. He listened and we rushed out of the building. I heard the back car doors opening and felt my being put in the back. I looked up to see Oliver and Blake in the front and Dylan, Jake and I in the back.

I started to think, this is it. This is my last day on earth. At least I got to kill them. I got to meet the guys. I met Dylan. The Dylan I came to l--.

My thoughts were cut short when felt something wet hit my cheek. I knew I wasn't crying, so I looked up to see Dylan with tears in his eyes.

" Why are you crying?" I whispered, so no one can here us.

"Because you're hurt." he whispered back. I replied, " It's okay. It will be over soon."

I felt a few tears go down my face. I used all my strength to reach up and wiped them from his face.

"Don't cry." I told him.

"How am I not suppose to cry, when the girl I love is dying?" he asked.

I froze. " You love me?" I asked in a whisper

He nodded. " I love you too." I said. I reached up and put my lips on his. It felt like electricity go through my vains. I swear to god their were fire works going off in the back ground.

I pulled back feeling really tired. I started to close my eyes.

"No! Lindsey keep your eyes open!" screamed Dylan. "I'm tired." I whispered.

The last thing I saw was Dylan's pleading face before I was swept into darkness.