Chapter thirteen

Brit's Point Of View

"Hey, hurry up or Liam won't let you go," John shouts walking into my new room, wow ever heard of an inside voice. Liam said we could all go for a quick run, which I seriously need because the hospital weren't exactly enthusiastic about any of us going out by ourselves, meaning they didn't let us out on our own because we could be in a 'fragile' state and possibly run off or kill a load of people, they were way too obsessed with thinking that we would kill people, I mean I wasn't allowed my guns in case I killed someone, I wasn't allowed out in case I killed someone, I wasn't allowed proper knives and forks in case I killed someone or myself, I wasn't allowed belts in case I decided to strangle someone or myself, wow they really didn't trust me, was it me? Did they get a killing vibe from me? Did one of them pick up from my aura that I could kill someone?

Well back to the point, do you know how boring detention is? We sat there for an hour doing absolutely nothing, even the teacher was asleep because it was that boring, I can tell you exactly what I learnt during that lesson 1. The teacher snores and talks in her sleep and not about things that you want students to hear, 2. Sitting next to Blondie for an hour kills off too many brain cells to comprehend and 3. Never start checking your knife during detention because you could find security being called because they think that you are about to kill someone when all that you are doing is checking the blade, there were way too many over-reactors in detention.

"Yeah, yeah I'm just coming," I yell back tying up my shoelaces as he skips out, wow my friends are official weirdo's, well I already knew that but the whole skipping thing is just confirmation. What is the point of shoelaces? They are useless, completely and utterly useless, no point in them whatsoever, well apart from the fact that they apparently stop us from falling over or losing our shoes but for those of us who fall over anyway it doesn't make a difference whether it's because of my shoelaces or just thin air.

Walking out of the door I trip over my own feet making me stumble, see no point, no point at all, they do not help the clumsy people of the world, okay they may give us an excuse as to why we fall because it sounds much better saying 'oh I fell over my shoelaces, silly me not tying them up' instead of telling the truth and saying ' oh I fell over thin air because I am just that clumsy I'm an idiot actually' I prefer the first one a lot more.

"Let's go, I think I saw a route that we can take," Liam says walking into the kitchen behind me, wait when did he get there, I never noticed him and he's not exactly the quietest walker in the world. "Where are you guys going?" Andy asks sitting down at the table, he's like one of those creepy magical genie people that pop up from thin air or from a jug if they're really lucky but then if someone by accident puts anything in the jug all of your house would be wet and greasy especially if it was goose fat or anything like that, okay Di that is completely off topic and not even vaguely similar to whatever we are talking about. What are we talking about? Oh yeah where are we going? "We're going for a run," John explains walking in after us, oh yay I forgot about that.

"But Brit we need to talk," Andy forces out through gritted teeth glaring at Mase and John, oh because that is so what I want to spend my time doing, having a heart to heart with my brother who is trying to kill people with his eyes and very unsuccessfully at that. "I would say we could talk later but I don't really want to have this chat later so how about no and bye," I mutter re-checking my laces, just to make sure that they're done up, because I really do not want to fall over right at this moment, it would completely ruin my grand exit, ok here we go and ex.... Oh seriously thank you Mase for being an idiot and standing in my way. I motion to Mase to move back so I can exit grandly but oh no it seems like somebody doesn't know proper impromptu signals like how pointing to the left like a mad woman means move over. "But we were going to have a chat," Andy grumbles gritting his teeth, ok someone is grumpy today.

"No we weren't , so byesie byes Andy Pandy," I shout dodging past Mase but grabbing his hand and John's as well to drag them out, they are way too slow to walk by themselves when we are making a break for it, away from annoying brothers i.e. Andy. "Wait, will you just listen to me, we need to talk, stop," Andy yells jumping in front of the door, seriously, what is his problem? Can he not see that I want to leave? Or that I would rather poke needles into my eyes than have this talk.

"OK, what do you want? Just make it snappy, I want to leave," I snap stopping by the door and turning round to glare daggers at him, I have places to be and people to see, ok maybe my places is a run that I don't necessarily need to go to more like really, really want to and no one to really see but it sounds better if I say places and people even though I don't actually have to be at any place right now or even in the near future and I don't really want to see any other people so that whole statement is basically false but any who. I don't really care.

"We need to talk about what happened last night and what I heard you did in detention. What happened? It was like you've gone crazy, you just randomly start attacking people, you wouldn't have done that before so why did you do it?" Andy asks standing up. It's not like I planned to see C ole or for that old bat of a teacher to be so stupid and call security did I? Though I must say that I think the whole security call was ever so slightly (i.e. majorly) over the top. "You used to be so...."

"Why do you keep coming back to what I used to be, why? I wasn't any better then," I shout. Why does he always have to bring up the past? I've been back properly for less than a day and all he can talk about is how I used to be and the past and blah, blah. "You were better back then, you were so much kinder, and you weren't as violent. You were my baby sister not a monster," Andy shouts looking angry, oh he's the one who's angry. I'm not the one who called him the monster.

"You're right I'm a monster, I make people's lives hell, I use my fists and guns when I get annoyed, I kill people. I am a monster, thank you for reminding me what I am," I yell sarcastically storming out of the door.

"We can do that route again tomorrow Brit. Well done whoever found it," Damon pants, ha slowpoke. We raced back to the house from the end of the road and let's just say he didn't win.

Oh joy time to go back in to the hellhole. Okay how quickly do you think that I can get to my room, sprinting I'll bet a minute, possibly less. Ok ready set go. I start to sprint to my room leaving the others in the kitchen, it's okay for them, they don't have evil and annoying brothers who have it in for them.

YESSSS. Checking my watch I start doing a little dance, 48 seconds. Abooyah. Walking to my wardrobe I start looking for something to wear. No, No, maybe, definitely not, why did he buy me this, no, no. "Brit can I come in?" Andy shouts banging on the door; No way ho zay is he coming in here if I am in the vicinity. "I'm coming in," Andy shouts barging in. Oh thanks for the warning dearest brother. "What?" I snap not looking at him and keeping my attention on my clothes. He wasn't invited in so why should I show him even a shred of politeness?

"Why can't you just go back to normal please? It was so much better before, you were so much better," Andy says and judging by the creaking sound he is sitting on the bed, my bed I guess. "No it wasn't, I wasn't any better then, you just had more power and you always loved the power didn't you? I 'm better now though I can stand up for myself against people like you, I can do what I like, so would you just leave me alone," I snap grabbing the bag John and Mase gave me, looks like my workout isn't completely over yet.

"So he brainwashed you as well, you aren't better now," he yells back. Turning round I look at him in the eye for the first time since he welcomed himself in. Slamming the back down next to him I tear it open and grab the first gun that I get my hands on. I load it quickly and glare at Andy's shocked face.

"I was not brainwashed, I was trained. I was trained to be one of Max's people and for that I am eternally grateful to him. I was taught how to be a fighter, I was taught about the real life because it's not all rainbows and sparkles, it's hard, it's really hard. I was never brainwashed I was taught to become whoever Max wanted me to be," I growl storming out of my room and down to Mase and John's room.

"No you were taught to be a villain, you're not my sister you are a heartless criminal," Andy screams before storming off as well I'm presuming due to the loud stomps in the other direction. That was a charming encounter wasn't it? Knocking on the door, I walk in.

"Hey guys do you have a silencer for a wait.... Why are you in here?" I shout glaring at Blondie. Why is he in here? Why is he in Mase and John's room? Staring at me, without a shirt on, oh yuck, yuck, yuck. It burns, it burns, I'm going to be scarred for life, I'll have nightmares, horrifically evil and disturbing, soul destroying nightmares. "Di, hey did you need something?" Mase asks walking in behind me.

"Yes I need a Blondie to put a shirt on before I am sick and I was wondering if you have a silencer for this gun," I say showing him the gun. Nodding he walks over to a bag similar to mine, wait identical to mine I think, he starts rummaging around in it. You know in those moments when no one talks and it's kind of awkward and how some of us whistle, which is kind of what I would do right now if I could actually whistle. "Here that should fit, have fun," Mase says handing me the silencer.

"What is wrong with me not wearing a shirt? You chucked me out of my room, so I believe that I can wear or not wear whatever I want and btw I hope that you aren't staying long I want my room back," Blondie complains grabbing a shirt and pulling it over his head, ahhh that's better, the burning has gone. I'm going to have nightmares for decades.