Gun-Shot
Rikki centric
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Rikki was not born normal, she was born mafia.
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The blonde stands there, in the middle of the room with tears pouring out of her baby blue orbs. Her floor-length, pale pink dress is teared from trying to stop the eariler fight. Harrison Bennett stands a few feet away from her, his gun pointed directly at her.
Gregory and Elliot Chadwick are held back by men, pained expressions on their faces. Zane Bennett is held back by another man as he struggles to get to the blonde in the middle of the room. Emma and Cleo stand next to Elliot, tied hands as they cry for their friend.
Rikki Chadwick had given up. Her father and brother had been fighting and she tried to stop it but one of Harrison's men held her back as she cried violently and tried to help her family. "No! Please, take me instead!" She had begged when Harrison pointed the gun at her father. Everyone turned to look at her with shocked expressios. Harrison accepted with a sly smile.
"You had a good life, didn't you, Rikki?" Harrison taunts her with the gun still pointed at her. "Let go of her you sick son of a bitch!" Gregory shouts from his place, trying to do anything to aviod what Rikki had caused.
"No..Dad. I told him to take me, I have to do this.." Rikki speaks up, her eyes on the floor. "Well, atleast your daughter steps up, huh, Greggy?" Harrison chuckles before he looks at the young blonde. She looks up at him and blue eyes connect with brown.
Neither break the eye contact as they stare each-other down. Rikki knows she has nothing left to lose, the gun was directed at her already. She couldn't do anything about it.
"I hope you die in help you mother fucker."
The blonde spats angrily.
If you blink, you'd miss the gun shot. If you blinked again, you'd never see how the bloode splattered rapidly onto the cement walls. Rikki falls to the ground with the blood spoiling her pale pink dress. Gregory looks down with tears rolling down his cheeks at the sight of his daughter.
Rikki Chadwick goes from alive to dead in a blink of an eye.
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idk. felt like writing this.
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- marie xx