Chapter SixteenA Chapter by groupof5Alternative methods of income
I lay in the back seat of the hearse, a set belt clip digging into my back, as I stare into the dark ceiling above my head. I wonder about my mother. I miss her. Ever since I was 2, it has always been her, and me. And now, I can't even send her a text.
I hear the front door of the hearse open and close. A figure with flat hair, slides into the seat. Mark. He whispers to himself, but I can't make out what he is saying. I take notice in the missing crazy person, a.k.a, Rippir. He probably went to sleep in a tree or something. Sounds like a Rippir thing. I fall asleep later on in the night, and wake hours later, with sun blinding my vision. The car rattles slightly, as it hits the bumps in the road. Someone draped a blanket over me at some point. I'm the last to wake. Rippir is hanging out the window, watching the lines flash by him. Fabian lays on the floor, moving objects ever so slightly. Mark drives, and Coral... Coral looks like she is fighting back tears. I feel bad for the girl.... kidnapped, and stuck with a bunch of freaks. I hope that she and I, can become allies... become friends, through all of this. ''We need a plan,'' mumbles Fabian. '' We can't keep driving around, with no way to protect ourselves.'' ''Oh, we can protect ourselves'' Rippir retorts. ''You, and Blaze can. The rest of us, aren't armed with fire, and lighting like you two are.'' Coral snaps out ''They're right Rippir. We need money too... what are we suppose to eat?'' I ask him ''Oh, I can find us something to eat. Look'' he points out a dead animal, unrecognizable ''There's breakfast.'' ''Funny. Lets make up a plan....'' I tie my hair back, as we pull into a parking lot, of a gun shop. We walk in together, as a group. ''Can I help you kids?'' calls a gruff looking man, with a beer gut, under a wife beater shirt. ''Uh, yea. We got a little lost.... could you give us directions?'' I ask, leaning on the counter. The guys eyes flash down to my cleavage. ''Sure sweetie....'' he mumbles. ''Got some cool stuff here...'' mumbles Fabian from across the room. The guy doesn't bother to acknowledge him. Across the room, a pack of bullets fall from the shelf. ''What the...'' the guy crossed his eyebrows at. Focusing as hard as I can, I picture the flag on the other side, being licked with the beast of flames. Smoke fills the room, and joy fills me. It's the first time I was able to do something like that. Rippir crosses the room, and pins the guy to the wall by his neck, squeezing it tight enough to silence any screams. ''Now, you are going to do what we say, or my friend here, has no problem snapping your neck'' I inform the guy, whose eyes are filled with fear. ''Where are the keys?'' snaps out Coral, surprising us all. Rippir lets up on his wind pipe just a tad. ''Under the counter... on the far right,'' he cries out, but is silenced soon. I snatch the keys from Mark's hand, and Fabian comes to my side. Together, we clean out the cash, and the case full of guns, and bullets. ''Okay Rippir, let him go,'' pleads Mark ''We got what we need, now let him go!'' ''With pleasure Marky'' Rippir drops the guy to the floor, and lets him stand up, before he snaps his neck. Screams erupt from everyone, but Rippir and I. ''What the hell man!'' screeches Coral ''It had to be done. He would've told someone, and got us killed. Now, lets move'' Rippir justifies. '' That is no reason!'' Mark pipes up '' You know he's right Mark. Now get in the car, and lets go. Blaze, burn him, and the building down'' Fabian instructs, marching Coral out by her arms. Rippir follows behind Mark. I take a look around the room, making sure we got all we needed. I spot a shiny knife set, sitting in a glass table. I wrap my cold fingers around the barrel of a gun, and smash the glass to shards. I take the knife in my hand, and strap in to my thigh. The guys eyes are still wide open. I cross the room to him, and close the eyes, before I set him, and his whole store on fire.
© 2016 groupof5Author's Note
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StatsAuthorgroupof5Toronto, CanadaAboutWe are five teenage girls working together on a story about half demons. We promise to post at least once a week or will leave a comment explaining otherwise. But we are super excited to share with yo.. more..Writing
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