k's pov.
Whenever shit is about to hit the fan, it get's really quiet.
Three black SUV's pulled up onto my block and into my front yard. They moved so quickly that there wasn't time for my brain to process and understand how to properly react in a situation like this. They playful bangs on the door, ceased and as I watched men pour out of the cars, I turned back around and started to frantically pound on the door. Everything in me told me to run, but there wasn't any place to go. My heart was slamming it's self against my chest. I could hear in my head and my whole body was pulsing. There wasn't enough time, for anything. The kitchen was all the way in the back of the house, and they didn't have weapons.
" Donny" I screamed terrified as the men swarmed. I was panicking as unwanted hand started to wrap themselves around me. As soon as they started to pull me off the front steps instinct took over and I threw my head back connecting it with the man behind me. He let go of me and I started back towards safety as I saw the door opening. As soon as the men saw that they started to shoot at the house. I Stopped dead in my tracks and I wasn't sure where to go anymore. Gunshots were filling the night air and that's all I could hear.
Hands were grabbing me once again, yanking at my clothes. Pieces of my wooden door were flying everywhere as bullets crashed into it. I was being picked up and thrown over someone's shoulders. My hips were on his shoulders, making my hands be at the perfect level to hit him n he back of the knees. Forming a fist I punched the back of his right knee cap as hard as I could. His knee instantly buckled and we were toppled over onto the ground. He was still holding on to me and I started kicking wildly till he finally let go. I was free again, but this man bounced back quick and he was on top of me once again. He was straddling my back and easily flipped me over on the snow covered ground. I gave one last loud,piercing cry for Donny before his meaty hands were squeezing the life out of me.
My legs were kicking out and I was trying to buck my hips to get him off, but I couldn't. My head was feeling like it was about to explode, and I was starting to see black spots when he let go of my throat. Immediately I started to cough and I was breathing in the sweet cold air in selfish gulps. I was being picked up bridal style, my mind too dizzy to push him off. I was thrown into the back of the car and I was soon being chloroformed. There wasn't any fight in me but I still tried to turn my head back forth to get away from the pungent smell of the chemical. However I failed and my eyes dropped close.
Donny's Pov.
James, Connor, and I were staring at the lanky teen in front of us. We all started to look at each other. James shrugged his shoulders, meaning it could be worse, and I raised an eyebrow inconsideration. Then nodding my head in agreeance. Connor looked at us and cocked his head to the side looked at him then us and raised his eyebrow. I knew what he was thinking. I knew we were all thinking it. Was he as bad as John was. Shrugging my shoulders I wasn't sure but since he just seemed to be growing more nervous, by the second, we all came to the conclusion that he wasn't. I was guessing that his guy had truly captured our little girls heart. However it isn't just our aproval, it was my dads. He had the best poker face on this planet.
He could make you believe that he thought you were the stars and the moon, and hate your guts all at the same time. We all knew of his record and his past. That doesn't make him a bad person. In the end though It wasn't about how we felt ( although it helped) It was about how she felt, and if she truly liked him then we would stand silently and let her.
Letting a smile slip on to my face I told the kid to calm down. Then we went to explain about how she was one of the scariest peoiple on the planet if you were to piss her off. That's when things stated to hit the fan. The consistant door banging stoped and me and my teams eyes slid to the front of the house. It was her petrified scream that made us all jump into protect mode.
Me and the boys knew who it was, that was taking her. Ulyses had figured us out. I looked at the now more confused boy in front of me. His eyes held worry, and I could see the musles in his body start to twitch as he was deciding his decision. Before he could launch himself towars the front door I grabbed onto him and passed him to Connor. Connor then took him into the living room. To protect him from any harm. As her screams echoed off of the walls. We were stuck in the kitchen trying to find the best way to get to her.
I went to go open the door and only saw a flash of her before bullets were whizzing by my head. They weren't letting up and we didn't have anything here to shoot back. We were all helpless and she was going to be taken and it was all of our faults for lying to her.
There was one last scream and it would haunt me for the rest of my natural life. Then car doors were being slammed shut, the sound of police sirens were in back and, tires were squelching as the drivers peeled out of he neighbourhood.