Okay I have made drake way too nice.. I think I have to fix that
And people better review.. I mean come on D: well any way .. Enjoy and tell me which POV you like better ! P.s this is how my long chapters would look like
14.
(Put on Gasoline by Seether right here and make sure no parents are around and ik I stole this from you Vicki ;) )
Drake felt the right side of his face sting as he kicked down the door. Still, even after kicking the hell out of the door it wasn't enough, enough was when there was nothing left then he could do more. Then came the real pain.
" ASTRID WHERE ARE YOU!" he yelled over and over again. But then the door creaked open. He took caution. When he stepped inside the door instantly shut. Like out of a horror movie. It actually looked like a part of a horror movie inside. Very quite. Not a stir. But, Drake thought, It couldn't have the girl, definitely not the retard, It has to be Serena. Before he could do anything, there was a kitchen knife held up to his throat, and his girlfriend behind it.
Serena let go of the knife as soon as Drake turned and looked at her. It hit the floor causing two big scratches and noise.
"Why didn't you tell me!" she said with her anger starting up again. Drake for one, was innocent. (haha ;) )
"WHAT are you talking about!" Drake said with some very colorful lingo.
"ASTRID is my sister!" Drake took back a step back..
"She's your….. Sister?" She glared daggers at me then sighed.
"Sadly and why didn't you tell me !" now more hushed.
"I didn't know!" Serena still stared at him, not believing him.
"Didn't you read my file?" She said more angrier. Finally Drake's train of thought turned back to the second day they met. He told her that he saw her file.
"Yes! I did but I didn't know your last name then!" She fell quiet. Then with a change of heart she shoved him.
"Well, your still a dick" Drake grinned then got serious.
"Where are they?" She rolled her eyes and said "Idk, but they're not in the house." Drake's eyes narrowed.
"How do you know?" Serena smiled weakly.
They did a quick through search. Checking under beds and finally coming to a halt.
"What should we do with the house?" Drake asked.
Serena looked around at the kitchen. "I dunno, burn it" At first she was kidding but then it got to a serious thought. "Yea, lets burn it.!" She beamed at him.
They went into the garage and took as many containers of gasoline as they could find. Drake and Serena drenched everything. Curtains, bed sheets and even shoes were practically bathed in gasoline.
"Well, that's the last of it" Serena said while shaking the very last drop from a container. Pleased with their work, they took a step back. Everything was either soaking gasoline in or dripping it.
"And now for the finishing touch" Drake continued. He walked up to the stove because there wasn't any matches in the house, and twisted a piece of paper towel. He grabbed it like a delicate flower and then threw it into a curtain. The bottom already caught on fire. They left the house not even caring to close the door. Why would they need to close a door if the house would be reduced to a pile of ashes anyway?
Drake was confused. Really confused. Since when did a girl go from slapping you to helping kill her own sister? And he also notice she made him softer. But now she's making him be crueler. Serena would do that to you. She can make anyone do anything.
He hopped down from the front stairs of the genius's house. How fun would it be if he taunted Sam with her. Even that sent shudders of pleasure throughout his body.
"Drake.. DRAKE" Serena yelled for the second time.
"Huh" Drake turned around.
"I said come on or you'll die in fire and I'll be standing there laughing." Drake didn't take this seriously, or so he thought.
"Okay, make sure to video tape it so I care laugh later"
"Har har har, that's so funny", she glared at him.
"Yep it's hilarious" Drake started to flip the safety on and off. She was the only person who wasn't annoyed by this because she does so herself.
Whole crowds of people stared at them as they made their way to the church. Serena wanted to waste all the ammo on them, to watch them scream as buckets of blood created streams. Drake wanted it as much, even more, but they needed to keep to the plan, who knows where the other one's are.
Serena climbed on the roof of the church feeling like a god. She could shoot every single person down on the ground. They were like ant's all of them. Humble scurrying and unwanted. They were given two fully loaded machine guns from Caine, one of his minions passed it to them while they were walking down the town square.
Drake also felt like a god. It's reassuring to know that you could shoot everyone. He lined the scope on every one. One squeeze and a life taken. Magnificent.
"Hey look!" Serena exclaimed. They looked in the horizon. Sam was standing tall and proud on a boat while Orc and his gang were trailing them. Then Sam got out of sight and Orc turned back. In Serena's head a plan formed. If you were Sam then where would what you do you? Go to his girlfriend.
The nuclear power plant? Too dangerous, after all the tard' , your brother, a small voice whispered to Serena. She shoved it back from where it came from, and it's not coming back. The hotel. Clifftop she thought. Her brow furrowed into a furious v in thought. Then she said her finally decision. "Clifftop, Drake, Clifftop" And as if to reassure that Sam's boat made a u-turn.
Astrid sighed as she plopped down on a bed. In the olden day's it would have cost thousands just to say in one room for a night, but now not the olden days, it's the FAYZ. Now something to eat. She rummaged through the small pantry's, scared to go outside of the room to search the kitchen, only to find nuts and candy bars. What the heck , she needed some happy food. After all she just found out that she had a sister. A psychotic one at that.
"Petey, munchy munchy" Lil' Pete didn't look up to her. He just started to chew the candy bar.
Lil' Pete finished it off when there was commotion in the hallway. Astrid started to panic searching for an escape. The only escape was the window. Now she heard banging on the door and two voices, one a girl the other a guy. Then she heard blasting. The lock jumped off the door and landed at her feet.
"Window seat, Window seat" that was Pete's trigger phase to be calm. It worked occasionally, even on her.
"Window seat!" She grabbed L.P (littlest pet shop :p) and edged toward the window. Astrid opened it and climbed down on the balcony. If they can't see me, then they'll believe that L.P sent us somewhere. She slowly grabbed Lil' Pete and put him down on a lower balcony. And just as soon as she hit the floor of it the battery's of Pete's game spilled on the floor. Wide eyed and in survivor mode, she clamped her hand over a startled L.P.
The intruders came in, just by the voices and foot steps she could tell it was Serena and Drake.
"Aw shut up Drake, they have to be here" Serena said. But what confused her was their comfortableness while taking. They couldn't be could they? But she slapped him. Astrid gasped. They were a couple, just like Sam and her.
"You hear that?" Drake said. They heard her gasp.
"It's her".
Drake leaned from the balcony almost touching Lil' Pete. Then he saw Astrid. "I am going to rip out you throat in front of Sammy!"
She was shocked and the only thing she could do was shove him over, even though it meant paying up to Serena's wrath, and she wouldn't hold back.