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Anna-
I felt my phone ring in my bra. Fuck, who the hell is this? I grumble lowly to myself as I slowly lift open my eyes and reach into my bra to pull out my phone.
Holy shit, I must have been really tired to sleep in my bra and jeans. Of course I was tired! Blake, Adrian, Kaden and I have been working day and night, hacking into every phone and security camera out there.
Lucky for us, some of Ava's minions are actual dumbasses.
I pick the phone. "What do you want?" I hiss into the phone.
"It's one in the afternoon. You need to be ready," I hear Adrian's voice vibrate through the phone. "Sorry if I woke you up. I just... I really need this."
"Yeah, I got you. I was just taking a nap," I assure him. "Well, okay. Hang up, I have to wake Blake up."
"Thanks. Bye," He hangs up on me, and I turn to Blake, who's sleeping with his mouth wide open and a light snore escapes his mouth. Ugh, my heart. I can't wake him up! He deserves this sleep.
Ew, stop getting so lovey dovey, you're doing this for Adrian and Bailey.
I plant a strong, powerful kiss on his lips. Any stronger and I'd have sucked the life out of him. His eyes instantly fly open, and he looks at me. "Don't tell me. It's one and we have to go."
"Pretty accurate, babe," I wink before sitting up straight, straightening my shirt which was riding above my breasts. "I know you were looking," I tease. "Do you feel well rested?"
"No," He grumbles, placing his head on my chest like a baby and drawing circles on my inner thigh. "How come you get to kill Ava while I get one of her lame minions?"
"We did rock-paper-scissors. I won," I simply state.
"You'll always win with me," He murmurs lovingly. "I'll always lose for you." I found it slightly scary that he was the only person that could make me swoon so much and feel so much.
I felt my face warm and I pushed him off my chest. "We can do this when we're not on Bailey's bed. She's going to become homicidal if she found out we did the dirty on her bed."
"I'm still here you know!" Dylan's voice erupts from the hallway. "If I heard even a single moan come from that room, I'm getting the fire extinguisher." I roll my eyes with a smile before getting off the bed.
I stretch my back, and hear it crack. That's normal... I walk out of the bedroom, which most people would say 'strut' but I don't really think it's strutting. It's walking confidently.
"Dylan, Blake and I have to be somewhere. Don't set Bailey's apartment on fire."
"The little faith you have in me," He groans. "I'm not going to set it on fire!"
"Yeah, yeah," I say sarcastically before leaving the apartment with Blake right behind me. He wraps his strong arms around my waist, pulling me closer to his body. A warm feeling floods through my body, just like every time he touches me.
I get into a red car, mostly because this is supposed to be done in secret. If we were seen in a black car, things would be fucked up for sure. Blake gets into an obsidian blue car. "Take care of yourself," I tell him. "You hurt yourself and I'll kill you."
"I'll make sure not to fuck myself up this time."
"Good," I nod, blowing him a flying kiss through my car window. I always make sure to tell him that he needs to be careful. Well, after his accident a year ago, that followed my brother's death.
I placed the weapons in the car that looked exactly like my brother's car, but it wasn't my brother's car. It was Blake's car. When they drove off, the police stopped my brother because someone had tipped them off that there were drugs in a car that looked like that. There weren't any drugs. They were weapons and they weren't in that car.
My brother was killed by the police, while Blake was severely injured in a shoot out with a wannabe gang that wanted our weapons.
It was partly my fault. I should have known that something like that would have happened if there were two identical cars. My family was devastated. Completely.
That's why I'm doing as much as I can to keep Bailey alive. If something happens to her, it would be like my parents lost another child. I can't do that to them again.
I accelerate my car, speeding forward towards the location Ava is predicted to be in. Who am I kidding? Adrian managed to put a tracker on her, I'm following that. I just hope that she hasn't found it.
I park my car a distance away from Ava, so she doesn't hear me. I slowly close the car door after getting out. I make sure my gun is ready, and my hair in a ponytail. I get momentarily confused when I see that I'm at an abandoned building.
What the fuck is she doing here?
Quiet as a mouse, I step into the building. It's eerily dark, but the dark never bothered me. Sometimes, I really like the dark because I can be myself in it without people watching me.
The floors were slightly wet and incredibly nasty. Blake bought these cute shoes for me! He's so going to get upset when I ruin them in this filth. It's okay though. We're doing this for Bailey and Adrian.
My heart rate stays at a steady pace because I've done shit like this before.
There was no one.
I see a glint of red on the floor. I slowly walk towards it, and my eyes widen at what I see.
The tracker. The fucking tracker.
I felt a slight brushing noise, and by how it sounded, it was like someone just ran their fingers across a rough surface. Most likely a wall. Immediately, I spin around only to see Ava pulling the trigger on a gun in her hands.
Bitch! I quickly dodge the bullet but felt it slice against the edge of my arms. "Fucking bitch!" I scream, firing a bullet at her leg. She surprisingly dodges it and fires another bullet at me. This time, I dodge it completely and make it close enough to her to pull her arms behind her back.
I hold the gun to her head but she kicks my shins. I wince in pain, letting go of her hands. She slams her fist across my face, and I almost immediately feel the blood rush down my nose.
Oh no, she is not going to just get away with that.
I swing my leg up and kick her stomach, knocking the wind out of her for a good second which gives me enough time to pin her down on the filth covered floor, completely restricting her movements.
I hold my gun to her head.
"You know," She breathes. "You're incredibly strong for a nineteen year old." I don't like the fact that she's not bleeding as much as me. Goodness gracious, my nose is bleeding like a waterfall and her's isn't. I punch her nose with a powerful blow causing blood to flow out.
"And you're incredibly annoying for a twenty-one year old."
I press my finger against the trigger and she begins to laugh. "If you kill me, you won't find out where your precious little Luna is."
"She's at a fucking bookstore buying books on parenting," I tell her.
"Is she?" She laughs. Why is her voice smoother than silk? Ugh! Such an annoying bitch!
"Where is she?" I growl out.
"With me."
I wrap my hands around her neck, pressing her head into the floor. "Tell me, or I'll kill you."
"If you k-kill me," She wheezes. Even her wheeze could have men falling at her feet! "I won't tell you." Gah! She had brought me into a deadlock with her. Her eyes flicker over to a camera that was laying near the wall. I reach over with my legs, not wanting to let her out of my hold.
I slide it over to me, and open the camera. There's a new video, recorded twenty minutes ago. I press play, only to see Luna tied to a fucking chair. Tears are flowing down her face at rapid speed.
Now is when my heart begins to race.
"It's okay, Luna. Soon, Adrian will be my husband and as an aunt to your child, I would never hurt it. But if I don't get Adrian, I'll kill both you and your child."
Luna continues to cry. "P-please let me g-go," She begs. She did not just make Luna beg. Anger boils through my veins as I continue to watch the video. The camera shakes slightly before Ava places it on the ground and picks up her phone.
"Oh? Looks like your friends killed my women."
Luna's eyes widen in surprise until they quickly turn to terror as Ava approaches her. With a fucking syringe! I press my knees into Ava's stomach, hoping to break a few ribs and crush a few organs.
Luna's view is blocked by Ava's body but a loud scream erupts from Luna and I feel a sharp pang go through my heart.
I close my eyes, trying to steady my heart but I fail. "You drugged Luna," I whisper to myself. "She's pregnant. She's six months pregnant."
"And she'll die in the next hour if you don't give into my demands."
"What are they?"
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a/n: things can never go smoothly in books. or at least in my books :) but this hurt. luna's just my cute little character and ð ugh i'm sorry. but like i said, i love drama. a lot.
but did you like Anna's POV? i hope you did 𥺠and sorry for the slightly delayed update i had a lot of work today.
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