Blake's POV
Harry's body disappeared from mine as I continued to look at the stray silver bullet on the floor in front of me. With each step someone took it rocked slightly side to side, raising a shaky hand to it I picked it up; the surface of the metal was still warm and I glanced up to see Harry yelling into the phone while pacing and Shawn trying to calm Ana down, I quickly shoved the bullet into my boots due to my lack of pockets in my pants. I pushed myself up and leaned against the counter looking around the now destroyed kitchen, the cabinets were penetrated with bullets and glass was splattered along the floor.
"I don't give two motherfucking shits, find that fucker Harry and kill him." Ana growled as she shook Shawn's hand off of her arm and stormed out the kitchen, I went to follow her but my arm was grabbed roughly preventing me from going anywhere.
"We're leaving I'm taking you home." Harry said. His voice was deeper and rough, his eyes were dark as his eyebrows were frowned; he was clearly furious so I nodded and followed him as we left the house, turning my head I waved at Shawn and then grabbed my jacket.
Harry quickly rushed me into the house and slammed the door shut behind us, my jacket fell to the wooden floor as I was pulled to the stairs and to the bedroom. Harry let go of my arm and I sat on the bed rubbing it, he pulled open his drawer and picked up us gun fixing his bullet correctly into the slots. His whole body was tense as his back faced me, I stood up and went up to him; putting my hand on his shoulder his movements stopped and my hand was removed off his shoulder.
"Hey!" I called out as I turned him around for him to look at me, I took the gun out of his hand setting it down on the dresser.
"I'm going to find out who tried to kill us, no one gets away from me." he said. Each word he spat held venom and he glared at me as he picked the gun back up and left the room then the house. I sighed and laid down in the bed rubbing my hand over my stomach.
"Your father has very bad anger issues." I whispered as if the twins could hear me. I sat up and went to remove my boots when I remembered the bullet in it, I quickly slipped off the boot and stuck my hand in the hole; my fingers rubbed against the soft fur inside the boot till I touched the warm metal, I picked it up and took my hand out of the boot. I let the boot hit the floor and I examined the bullet, seeing the silver detailing on the bullet; I clenched the bullet in my fist and stood up from the bed.
'Where the hell is the house phone?' my subconscious asked and I shrugged scratching my head as I walked downstairs and looked around the house, opening up several doors to see no house phone which was starting to make me angry; I walked back to the front of the house and saw my jacket on the floor which gave me an idea. Grabbing my UGGS and finding some change around the house I quickly made it to my jacket slipping it on and quickly leaving the house to look for a payphone, I looked around the block and to see if I could see the stand; looking left I saw the stand down the block on the next corner and I smiled as I started speed walking to it while frequently glancing behind me to make sure I didn't see anyone follow me. Once in front of the booth, I inserted the quarter into the slot and picked up the phone hearing a dial tone; I dialed the numbers and listened to it as it rang.
"Hello."
"Joey, do you happen to be in Brooklyn?" I asked not greeting my brother back. I heard him chuckle and I knew he knew that it was me, I could practically see his smirk on his face in my head. I narrowed my eyes at the phone as I waited for my answer.
"Why do you ask sis?" he questioned his voice laced with amusement and I chuckled darkly.
"Because I know damn FUCKING WELL you're the only person with silver bullets Joey, I'm not fucking stupid you did that drive by and almost go us killed." I stated angrily through the phone.
"Well aren't you smart." he said.
"It's intuition, Joey, you and I both get it from our dad." I stated in to the receiver.
"Well, your boyfriends gang is an obstacle I need to get pass. Might as well take him out."
"And me as well, Joey, your own FUCKING SISTER! ARE YOU DUMB, YOU KNOW I COULD EASILY GET YOU KILLED BUT YOU STILL LOVE TO PLAY MOTHERFUCKING BIGSHOT!" I screamed, my eyes looked around the deserted street as my voice echoed.
"I would love to see you try Blake." he countered and I scoffed.
"Don't start something you won't be able to finish Joey, we're not kids anymore we can handle this like adults. And I'm pretty sure you don't want to hurt you new nieces or nephews." I said with a smirk. His silence made me feel triumph.
"Oh and by the way he isn't my fucking boyfriend!" I said through clenched teeth before slamming the phone on the hook. I smiled to myself and turned around to walk back to the house when I heard the honk of the horn making me freeze in mid step. I took deep breathes as I turned my head to see an angry Harry in the car, with one hand on the steering wheel.
"Oh shit." I cursed before taking off running to the house. Trying to beat him there, I saw the house on the corner and I heard the car behind me. Quickly turning to the gate, I climbed the steps and threw open the door turning around and slamming it shut; I locked the door and quickly took off my boot and ran down the hallway hearing the faint sound of the car door slamming, I ran to the last door in the hallway which was a closet and climbed in. I took a deep breath through my nose and then exhaled out my mouth as I stepped backwards realizing it was a walk in closet, pushing through the first rack and then sitting down on the ground. I heard the sound of heavy footsteps upstairs and the sound of doors opening and closing, then more stomping, the stomping became louder as did the slamming of doors. I closed my eyes when I heard the footsteps stop right in front of the closet, my breath stopped when the door opened and quietly pushed myself farther into the closet till I was touching the wall; Harry moved the clothes and huffed when he couldn't see me, the door closed and I heard his footsteps leave and then climb the steps. I quickly crawled from behind the closet to where the door and cracked it open, the hallway was dark now and I could barely see anything; taking a deep breath I quickly climbed out and closed the door behind me, I tip toed to the room I usually sleep but stopped when I heard footsteps from the second floor. I made haste and went to the door knob, twisting frantically trying to open it.
"C'mon!" I whispered scream to myself. But then I felt a presence behind me, his warm breath was felt on my neck as I removed my hand slowly from the cold metal. Swallowing hard, I craned my neck to see his silhouette behind my body.
"Let's have a talk Blake." his deep voice said. His voice was calm. Too calm, and I nodded slowly before my arm was grabbed and I was led upstairs to his room. I kept my gaze on my feet the whole time before being placed on the bed, I looked at the floor as I swallowed hard; Harry's hand came up and grabbed my chin roughly forcing me to look up at his dark green eyes.
"You can either tell me who you called or you can get punished in the room." he threaten and my eyes widen when he said the room. The one where I first started in when I was taken, I looked at him before running my tongue over my chapped lips.
"I called Joey." I said. His hand dropped from my face before colliding with my cheek, I gasped and held my burning cheek as I narrowed my eyes at him.
"HOW FUCKING DARE YOU CALL HIM, WHEN I TOLD YOU. I MOTHERFUCKING TOLD YOU I DIDN'T TRUST HIM!! HUH?" he screamed at me. His veins appearing under his skin and face turning slightly red, I was lost in words; he never yelled at me so loudly before, I started to become scared.
"Not answering, ok that's fucking fine. We haven't been to the room in a very long time lets go pay a visit." he said reaching for me but I climbed back in the bed shaking my head frantically, he grabbed my leg sliding me down before grabbing hold of the sleeve of my jacket. I quickly slipped out of the jacket and got off the bed.
"Harry please, I only called for a certain reason!" I tried to reason with him but he didn't listen only threw the jacket down and stalk towards me. My eyes widen as I put my hands to protect myself and he grabbed them and pulled me towards the door, I pressed my feet into the floor before sitting down.
"HARRY!!!" I screamed out as he dragged me out the room down the hallway. I felt tears come to my eyes as I saw the room come into view.
"HE DID IT!!!" I screamed out and he stopped pulling me on the floor. I took deep breathes as he bent down to my level and looked at me with a hard expression.
"He did what" Harry questioned.
"The drive by, the bullets that were shot at us were silver the same ones I gave to Joey on Christmas. I found one on the floor." I stated and Harry let me go. My chin was grabbed again and I looked at Harry.
"You better be telling the fucking truth." he said with a harsh tone and I nodded my head.
"I promise you, please get off of me. I don't want you to hurt me because if you hurt me you could kill the twins as well." I said whispering the last part. My words made Harry's hand disappear, and I looked at him to see him standing up again; I stood up and went to his room climbing in bed, I leaned my back against the head board and watched as Harry went to his dresser and pulled out a white shirt, tossing it to me. I grabbed it and took of my clothes before slipping it on, and laying down on the bed; staring up at the ceiling, the bed shifted and Harry laid down next to me. My hand was laying on my stomach and Harry turned on his side face me before slowly putting his hand under mine so he could feel my belly. I looked at him and he came up more staring at my brown orbs before leaning in, I met him half way and our lips moved against each other in sync. My hand went up to his face while his body climbed over me and in between my legs. His lips moved down to my neck sucking on it and I let out a soft moan, his head lowered until he was mid stomach and he lifted the shirt that was covering my torso to under my breast; he placed a kiss on my stomach before going lower.
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Crazy chapter, I don't think I did good on writing this but next chapter DIRTY!!!
so be warned and also I'm thinking of a new book that I know will actually work out. Its a werewolf fanfic kinda based on Teen Wolf and Idk how to put it on because im a harry girl.
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