In the Moment

a Boondocks Saint fanfiction

Okay I'm making this just cause... it might be bad, sorry!

I'm not big on cussing or things like that so there's not going to be as much, there might be alittle just so I can stay some-what true to the characters.

In advanced. I'm not good with any accents (or spelling lol) so please tell me if I messed up so I can fix it!

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Please review! Thanks!


Ch.4

After hours of driving her dad and Peyton ended up at a house. Connor and Murphy weren't too far behind. But they weren't noitced them. Peyton and her dad followed the other guys into the house.

"What you think they'll do to her?" Murphy asked his brother that was thinking.

"I don't know Murph. But we need to get in there."

"Well, Your plans don't work so I have a plan"

Connor just glared at his brother.

Meanwhile in the house Peyton was sitting in a chair, looking at photos from her bag.

She doesn't really remember her mom well. Her dad told her she left when she was 6.

"What about the Saints?" one of the guys stated.

This got her attention. she put the photo back and started listing to them. she was in different room that her father.

"Let Yuir and his men deal with them. Boss wants us doing this." her father said

"Was that my father?" She though.

She slipped into the other room and hid behind a mini-bar that was in there. With her back againt the mini-bar she continued to listen.

"But they-"

"Don't question him!"

Peyton was tensing up. Her dad was a drunk, not working something. But she always wonder how he was able to get money. She knew he didn't have a job or a least she though she knew.

The air got this heavy feeling. She felt like something bad was going to happen soon. It just lingered in the air.

After a couple of minutes of silents she heard the door get kicked down and gunfire.

She froze. She was barely breathing.

Connor and Murphy picked up her dad.

"Where's the girl!" Murphy yelled

Peyton recognized that voice. It was the guy that was speaking Russian but she dare didn't move.

"What girl!" Her father responded.

"What are you guys planing!" Connor demanded

Peyton knew that these guys where both from the bar. "Who are they" she thought.

Her father laughed "You Saints, Its too late!"

"THE SAINTS!" She was practically screaming in her head.

"You have 5 seconds to answer both!" Murphy yelled.

"Why do they care about this girl so much? Did my dad kidnap a girl? And what is my dad doing?" Peyton kept wondering in silents. Not moving at all. Not knowing what to do.

Connor and Murphy waited. Her father remained silent. Then they grabbed him and but him on his knees and pulled out there guns.

"And Shepherds we shall be. For Thee, My Lord, For Thee. Power hath descended forth from Thy hand, that our feet my swiftly carry out Thy command. So we shall flow a river forth to Thee and teeming with souls shall it ever be. In Nomine Patris, et Filii, et Spiritus Sancti."

Peyton's on the verge of crying. Covering her hands over her mouth to try not to make a noise.

There guns went off. Then the lifeless body of Peytons dad fell to the ground.