My Girl Got a Gun?! (Romance X Action X Comedy) [COMPLETED]

CHAPTER 4.1

A/N: Hindi pa Sunday but I just couldn't help it, so before I forget all the plot that's going amok in my head, a short update for everyone. Don't forget to leave comment. Comment lang kayo...comment comment~  Enjoy~

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Chapter 4

 

                                “Do you have any idea who is it?” Don Miguel asked.

 

                                He clenched his fist and took a deep breath

 

                                “Violet…”

                                 

Violet. Parang narinig ko na ata ang pangalan na yan eh.  The dead silence echoed in the room. Everyone was waiting for someone to speak up. I looked at Gray and my brown iris widened in fascination. I saw an expression of someone who’s about to puke a ton of green icky stuff from him.

“What the hell, si Violet?!  Sigurado ka sa mga pinagsasabi mo Kuya?” Gray’s  fist slammed the wooden table with a dry expression.

“Yes, actually we received a message from her saying that—“

BANG!!!  BANG !!! BANG!!!

“Oh no! Not again!!!” Don Miguel grunted.

Loud gunshots echoed from the outside. Unbelievable, the mansion is under siege again, pamilya nga naman ng mga malas tong kasama to.  I immediately hopped away from my seat and motioned them to stay behind as I reloaded my gun and moved closer to the door.

The gunshots and dying men’s cries are getting louder every second from the outside. Ilang minuto pa at tumahimik ulit sa labas. I could here footsteps coming from the front door. And in the blink of an eye, the door burst open.

“Hello Gray darling~” A woman dressed in tight fitting black dress entered the scenario with three men, wearing a supposedly white polo shirts now dyed Red from all the blood splatters.

“Don’t move If you still want your head intact.” I said flatly habang nakatutok sa ulo niya ang baril ko, I saw from beneath my eyes na sabay-sabay na tumutok ang mga baril ng tatlong tauhan niya sa akin at and the Fontana family aiming their guns to them. One wrong move at walang lalabas na buhay sa amin pagnagkataon.

“Who’s this clingly bitch Gray darling?” she as she glared at me and looked away na parang walang nakatutok na baril sa kanya.

“Violet.”  Gray muttered habang nagbabangaan ang kilay at tinututok ang baril sa kanya.

“My dear Violet, Anong ginagawa mo dito?” Don Miguel dropped his gun; He motioned us to do the same as he approached her nonchalantly. I saw them do the same. I hesitantly put mine back to my holster.