Liv's POV
I sit in my room with my friend to hear the sound of a car screeching around the corner, screaming every time I hear a gun shot. Why would I scream? This happens every day for me. Oh, wait. Maybe it's because I've never seen a bullet get shot in my direction before.
Me and Kristy duck at the glass raining down on us from the shattered window. We both stare at each other and nod as we run towards the door.
The shooting stops and we see a shadow from under the door. "Come on," she says as she grabs my arm and pulls me down to the other end of the hallway.
We run into the end bedroom and lock the door behind us. There is a secret tunnel hidden in the wall behind the bed that leads to the kitchen. It comes in handy when an invasion happens and we need quick food. We climb into the tunnel, her first, leaving me to move the bed back.
We sneak through the tunnel, not being able to see our own feet before our eyes. I finally see a light at the end of the tunnel and move towards it. Kristy opens the cupboard and falls from it, making no sound whatsoever. I stumble behind her and shut the cupboard door.
She reaches for her backpack and pulls out two guns. She hands one to me which I identify as my own. We load them with the ammo she took out of her bag too.
We sneak through to the living room and hide behind the couch where two boys search around the room. One walks down the hallway and the other stands, his back facing us. I nod to Kristy and she nods back to me as she goes back through the cupboard and though the tunnel again.
I pull out my gun and point it at him as I slowly get up. I leap over the couch and point the barrel of the gun to the back of his head. He freezes and slowly turns around into my direction. He looks me in the eye, confused.
"Shocker, huh?" I grin. "Girl dominating guy," I say. "Sucks to be you, doesn't it?"
He doesn't take the confusion off his face, he just stares blankly into the air.
"What? Who the fuck are you?"
I give him a look of confusion as I squint at him. "What, me? Who the fuck are you, asshole?"
"I...where...what...why?" He sounds so innocent, he's not. He's about to get his brain blown to pieces.
"If you don't answer my question, I swear that I'll blow your brain into a million tiny pieces, now tell me what I want to know or you can say goodbye to this shitty, little world," I say with anger and rage.
He inhales deeply and replies with, "Beven."
"Okay. What's your dumb friends name?"
He looks scared for a moment, but then covers it with an evil little lie. Asshole. "What friend?"
I grin, "oh, you don't? Okay, well I have a friend of mine that I want you to meet. He's in the bedroom with my friend."
He puts the scared look back on his face. I smile again and even laugh a little, evilly, of course. I look up to the very corner of my eye as I wait for the beautiful sound to occur. I hear a gunshot from the bedroom where I know that Kristy has just shot mid-air. Although, the look on Bevens face is amazing.