Living With A Murderer

There's been missing reports of teenage girls in Chicago. And of course, only one person is behind all of it. When three sisters, 17 year old Gabriella Montez and her younger sisters, 14 year old Elizabeth and, 8 year old Abigale Montez, are sent to their uncles house for the summer while their mom and dad are away, they don't have a clue wants coming to them. They didn't know that their uncle is a murderer. They didn't know that friendship would find them. One of them didn't know love would find her. And they didn't know the many consequences to it.

Disclaimer: I do not own HSM, or any of the characters.

The silver BMW M6 pulled up onto the curve. The house in front of it belonged to Marcus Montez, Carlos Montez's brother. It was a big, house. On the front lawn sat a middle aged man and a middle aged woman. They were chatting, but as soon as they heard the car in the drive way, they stopped. Carlos put the car in park and unlocked all the doors. "Okay, let's go," he said opening the car door. First out was Abigale, or Abbie, was the youngest of the Montez daughters and the most enthusiastic and hype. She was dressed in a cute Haven Girl Sequin Bow Tee with Tulle Skirt and pink converses. As she stepped out the car she looked like a ball jumping up and down and a top at the same time because she was spinning.

Elizabeth, or Lizzie, was next out of the car and oppose from her little sister who was jumping frantically awaiting for her uncle, she wasn't as excited. She actually had plans. She was simply dressed in an outfit that was too much, but Elizabeth is the fashinista in the small group of girls. She was dressed in a Checkered Dolman Top and Double Button Skinny Jeans with black pumps. Her purse was slung over her shoulder as she stood with one hip popped out and her right hand on that hip. Her other hand held the i-phone that she was currently texting on.

The last to get out was Gabriella, the oldest of the group. She was more laid back and quiet than her sisters. She had on a simple Graphic Tee Shirt with Dark Blue Skinny Jeans and black converses. Over all of it was a black hoodie and she held a book in her hand along with her i-pod.

Carlos dragged the girls suit cases out of the trunk and after getting them all out that's when Marcus walked up to him. "Hey little bro! Long time no see!" Marcus exclaimed patting his brother on the back. Carlos laughed and they did their hand shake. "Hey, Marc. How are you, man?"

"Good. Got a new lady just recently," Marcus answered gesturing his hands to the woman next to him. She was pretty with long brunette hair and dark chocolate brown eyes. They weren't open all the way though, but enough to see them twinkling like the stars. She smiled at the guest and extended her hand. "Andrea Suarez. Nice to meet you."

"Nice to meet you Andrea. I'm Carlos Montez and this is my wife Lola Montez. And of course, my daughters Gabriella, Elizabeth, and Abigale. Girls say hi," Carlos said smiling. Abigale yelled out a 'hi' and Elizabeth mumbled it, while Gabriella just ignored what was happening around her. She was listening to her i-pod, the song playing: 'Just The Way You Are' By Bruno Mars and her arms were folded across her chest. Carlos and Lola frowned at their daughter. "Sorry guys. She's...not very social." Rolling her eyes, Gabriella walked away from the group and out of sight around the corner.

"She'll come around," Lola assured Marcus and Andrea.

"When pigs fly," Elizabeth mumbled and Abigale stifled a giggle behind her hand. Andrea looked down of the girls and Elizabeth could see a hint of sorrow and warning. They seemed to have lost their light and turned dark and low. Elizabeth's eyes shot towards Marcus once he began talking. "I know you guys are going to have an amazing time here. And don't worry. I'll make sure to get Gabi on the right track. Back to the old self for when she was Abbie's age."

Carlos nodded. "Well let's get these bags into the house shall we? Me and Lola don't leave for the flight until five. We have three hours." Marcus nodded and grabbed both of Abigale's suitcases.

Gabriella looked around her as she walked into a cemetery. it was scary, creaky gates and old stones. As she walked down the row of stones she couldn't help but see the many girls that have headstones.

"Hey!"The hard voice startled Gabriella, but she didn't scream. Instead, she whirled around and looked around frantically for the owner. Her eyes stopped on a boy about her age. He had dark shaggy hair and she could clearly see the aquamarine eyes he had. He had a shovel in his hand and his clothes were dirty. Must be a gravedigger, Gabriella thought. Quickly she turned and started to exit the cemetery, but he called after her again. "Wait!" And then he was in front of her. Gabriella's eyes went wide and she stumbled back a little.

"What do you want?" she spat. He just grinned a crocked smile. "Nothing. It's just, I haven't seen you around here before. You new?"

"Apparently so. Why?"

"Just asking. You just moved here or something?"

"Not exactly.."

"How old are you?"

"Do you normally do this? Like, ask a girl you don't even know questions?" Gabriella asked studding her hands in her pocket. The boy shrugged and extended his hand out towards her. "No, but I'm Troy. What's your name?" Before Gabriella could answer another male's voice called out. "He Troy! Come on!" Gabriella turned her head slightly at his voice. The other boy had a big bush. Wow, Gabriella thought. You could fit all of New York City on that. He had smooth caramel skin except the scars that covered his arms and one on his face.

"I have to go," Troy said redirecting his gaze to Gabriella. "Do you want to come? We're going to Navy Pier."

Gabriella shook her head and checked her watch. "No thanks. My dad told me never to talk or go anywhere with strangers. I have to go anyway," Gabriella turned and was about to go, but he spoke again.

"Wait, I didn't get your name yet."

"Gabriella," she said and walked off. Troy nodded and looked after her until he heard the creaking of the gate, then he too, walked away to his friend.

Gabriella swung her bag over her shoulder and walked into the big house. "Oh look who decided to show up," Lizzie said coming down the stairs. Gabriella glared at her, but the glare quickly turned into a confused stare. She was in pajamas? Was it that late already? Did her parents leave? "It's night time already?" Gabriella asked. She should know though since she just came outside, but she doesn't pay attention to that stuff.

"No. I just decided to wear my pajamas," replied Lizzie making her way all the way down the stairs and into the living room. Gabriella followed and everyone looked at her. "Gabriella," Carlos huffed standing. "Where have you been?"

"I just took a walk, but come on dad. You can't seriously be leaving us here. I mean, it's creepy."

"No it's not dear," Lola said standing up. "But we need to talk to you." Lola motioned for her daughter to follow and Gabriella did. "There's been killings Gabi. I would tell your sisters, but I don't want them to get scared. Promise me and your father that you will be the responsible one and look out for them. And, that you won't be going out unless you are with your uncle or Andrea. Promise?"

"I promise," Gabriella said. Lola smiled at her daughter and enveloped her in a hug. "We're going now Gabi. We'll see you in 3 months, okay? Take care of your sisters." Gabriella nodded and the two walked back into the living room.

"Okay guys," Carlos said. "We'll be going. Come here girls." Abigale quickly bounced up from her spot and clutched onto her dad. "Don't go daddy!"

"You'll have loads of fun Abbie, okay? I promise, three months time, I'll come and get you. I promise."

"Okay," Abbie said and let go of her dad. "Bye mommy, bye daddy. I'll miss you."

Elizabeth hugged her parents and smiled. "Bye guys. I'll be sure to look after these two."

"I'm sure you will, Lizzie," Carlos said. After finishing the hugs and goodbyes Marcus closed the door and turned to the girls. "I'm going out to get dinner. Andrea will watch you guys." He walked over to a duffel bag in the corner and grinned. "I'll be back in an hour." And he was out the door.

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Thanks!-Brittany