My Child's a Hunter(One Shot)

My Child's a Hunter(One Shot)

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My Child's a Hunter im about to take a nap on my bed when my mom. suddenly barges in. i dont know what she wants and now here she is her hands were on her waist while glaring at me like im a small mouse in my big room.her eyes tells me that shes being serious here . so i composed myself and sit up straight thinking of how to react to my mother .she bits her lip then opens her mouth as if to say something but closed it when she raised her hands up so that i could see whats in her hands. i glance to where it is held and i found myself catching my breath. (what is this ??) my mom asks shakily her voice holds so much emotion pain and disappoimtment towards her only child.i can barely find words to say because all of a sudden a felt a small teara slipped out of my eyes. that thing is a bloody knife. i dont know how did my mother found it.my eyes widened at the thought of me putting that knife in my bag before entering my room maybe she saw it in my bag. oh Holy mother fucking child o
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BOOK #1 in The Fire series TRIGGER WARNING IN SOME CHAPTERS He leans closer, keeping me pinned against the wall with his hands on either side of my head. I glanced at both of them before holding his glare with my own. He was giving me a cold stare, caging me in like an animal. I bit my lip, trying to hold it back. I was never good in situations like these. He stopped leaning forward when his face was just inches from mine. He was trying to make me uncomfortable. Trying to scare me, but he didn't. I wasn't scared of him. I didn't hide my face or get nervous... I just bit my lip harder, trying to hold it in. It would just make things worse for me, I bet. He kept his eyes on mine as I glanced at his friend behind him with his arms crossed and a bored expression on his face. I looked back at the man in front of me. "You shouldn't act that way around me." He says coldly. "I can have you dead right-" I couldn't hold it in. I started laughing. He leans back, shocked, but his face goes into a glare as soon as his friend behind him perks up, watching, interested now. I calm down a little. "I'm sorry." I say, catching my breath. "Continue, Continue." He watched me closely before leaning closer to me again. "I can have you killed-" Suddenly, I lost it again, laughing harder, bending a little to hold my stomach. He punched the wall in an effort to scare me but instead made me laugh even harder, falling to the ground and rolling on my side. Soon I had his friend laughing with me as the man in front of me glared at both of us. "Don't give me that look. She's the one who started laughing." His friend said, wheezing a little bit and trying to stop laughing. I calmed down a bit, standing up to face them, a smile on my face. "Now, if you're done threatening me," I raise an eyebrow. "Or at least trying to. I'll be on my way." With that, I grabbed my backpack, turned my back to them, and walked away.

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