𝑯𝒂𝒏𝒅𝒔 𝑶𝒇𝒇

"Kill him! Kill him!" The crowd cheers. Today's match was fight until they back down, but if they don't, you kill them. If- I mean when- I win, I will get 5 million dollars. These fights give me cash loads just so I can kick ass and attract a crowd.

I snap his neck and feel his body become limp above me. The crowd cheers louder once I push the lifeless body off of me. I stand up and regain my posture as the referee allows himself in the ring.

The referee comes and grabs my hand. "We have a winner!" He shouts to the crowd with my hand in the air. Clapping passes through the crowd but I just nod to them.

We land ourselves in an empty alleyway to catch our breaths. "They're crazy." I pant and my brother agrees. "I can't believe they're so eager for a photo." I let out a breathless laugh but that ends when I see a black suburban stop right next to the alleyway. Men in suits come out with pistols in they're arms.

"Silas." They say my brothers name. My throat gets dry as one's eye lands on me. "You're his famous sister, si?" He holds out his hand but I just eye it disgusted. He doesn't take no for an answer so he roughly places his hand in mine, giving it a firm shake.

"Leave her alone man." Silas, my brother pleads. The man releases my hand with a chuckle. "We'll be out of your hair, we just need the money." My brother looks at me with the color draining out of his face. He looks worried but I am as confused as a fucking squirrel.

Everything changes after this. Everything will affect her and everyone's life. Everything is different, but everyone must keep their hands off her.
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