"What are we gonna do?" I almost bit my finger off by chewing on it. Uncle Zander, looked at the ground. The pounding of the door kept coming and his face lit up. The window I opened was already blowing in wind, and the curtain was flowing in, wind grabbed at my skin, and the banging on the door was getting loud enough. You'd think they'd break in by now...pathetic.
"Come on," He said, he grabbed my hand before leading me to the window. We were only four floors high, so this fall was probably safe...hopefully it'll kill us, and that said I wouldn't have to deal with running away all the time from smelly assholes.
Uncle Zander sat on the window sill. He chuckled before pushing himself out, he fell and dropped to the ground. I heard him groan a little but he managed to stay on his feet, he dusted himself off and looked up. "Well?"
"I don't think I can do it." I said.
"Come on, I'll catch you. You weigh less than a block of feathers." I felt insulted and decided to give him a nice middle finger in which he smirked from, the sarcastic bastard. I brushed a strand of hair from my face before I heard loud thumping on the door, kicking most likely. I took a deep breath and leaped. I was ready to break every bone possible, before strong arms caught me.
Zander sat me down before grabbing my hand and running back into the building with me. Where was Murphy?
"Why are we heading back into the building?" I say pretty aggravated, He didn't answer and we hid behind every corner, he was first considering he could take probably two guys at the least, but that was all. If he were lucky, stealth was something I've noticed we had in his matches that'd sneak up on his opponents to take them out. He used it once in 2005 on John Cena.
We scurried towards Murphy's room, which was closed. Was in there? And why the hell would the door be locked. Zander knocked on the door, and a couple seconds later; Dominik answered the door. He was wearing a black long sleeve shirt, with blue pants and dark shoes.
Zander and I entered the room and it held Mom, Dad and Murphy. He looked at me with a concern look that clearly said: Are you okay?
I nodded my head at him, and which gave me an reassuring wink. Mom grabbed my face before hugging me.
"Well? What the hell is going on?" Dominik asked, he embraced me in a strong hug, it felt good to be in his arms.
"Seth." Zander answered quickly, he locked the door, keeping an eye on the peephole. "He's got a bunch of goons."
"Can we take them?" Dad asked ready for a fight, he stretched his fingers out before finally walking up towards Zander.
"Definitely not just me and you. Dominik and pretty boy over there would have to join, but I feel like that still won't be enough." He said.
I went to sit next to Murphy, I saw Mom eye me but I ignored it, He quickly slid his hand against mine, before squeezing it; and I did the same before we both quickly released.
"Well? What are we waiting for?" Dominik said eager, obviously ready to go to war. Murphy finally sat up before aligning with the trio, him obviously ready for a fight aswell.
"Wait! We can't just leave the girls in here," Dad argued pushing Zander's shoulder to face him, Zander looked towards us, and went to a chair. He flipped it over, before snapping two of the chair legs off; the thick blunt wood was easy enough to make a good weapon to clobber some heads together.
He passed the two to me and Mom. Who looked at it weird before giving him a glare.
"Really?"
"Hopefully you know how to swing one-"
"You idiot! A chair leg?" Dad spat at him.
"Oh jeez, sorry I didn't pull a kendo stick out my ass so you asshats can play pinata time with then again." I looked towards Murphy who had a sting of pain on his face from those 87 shots.
"Why don't we arm ourselves with weapons?" Murphy suggested, Dad gave him a glare and went to open his mouth but not before Zander cut in.
"Ain't nothing to arm ourselves with, we do this like men." He said in pure masculinity.
"Yeah, we can get our asses beating too." Dominik inquired, Zander looked at him before sighing of frustration.
"Man the hell up! We got hands for a reason, we buy the girls some time while they clobber some heads with those chair legs; and we clear them out. Plus if we get any bumps you have five days until RAW again, relax." Zander explained.
"What if it was your daughter?" Dad asked.
"Rey, we would've already been outta here by now if it were Hazel and Kayla." He looked out the peephole, a couple minutes when by before he turned towards us.
"Alright, this the plan. Me and the guys stay up front. You two stick behind, and if they get the jump on us; hit a home run. And don't hit one of us."
He gave us a ready look. My heart throbbed, and stomach was churning. Murphy messaged my shoulders before giving me a comforting look.
We made down the hall, luckily no Seth and hooligans. We made it into the lobby which was oddly empty before we heard clapping. Seth emerged from out of no where with his batch of idiots and a shit eating smirk on his face.
"Well, well, well...Zander! So glad you could join us!"
Zander seemed unintimidated, he walked up to Seth before almost knocking his head off. And that's when it began...
MURPHY
They all came at us, I gave one of them a swift kick before belting another one in the chest. A fist landed to my cheek, and I had enough time to recover. Austin Theory.
"I should've knew you'd come kissing back to Seth's feet." I insulted. He growled, he ran at me. I grabbed his head before bouncing it off the desk, and stomping on his face; knocking him out.
"Get off me!" Aalyah voice cried out, and I saw a masked villain try to restrain her violently by pulling her hair, I saw red. I ran over sliding over the front office desk before grabbing him, I wrapped my hands around his neck choking him before throwing him into the desk. She smiled at me before it dropped. "Duck!" I did as she said, and she clobbered another masked maniacs face open.
"Murph!" Zander called out, he had Seth in a headlock, with his arm behind his back. Zander's nose was bleeding, but Seth face was almost beaten. He struggled to get away, but couldn't. "Take a shot!"
I gave Seth a nice haymaker to the stomach, making him belt over. Aalyah gave him a kick to the jaw, making him flip over. Zander then grabbed him, and positioned him. Angie used the chair leg to strike his back, he arched it in pain. Zander finally threw him through into other members of his newly masked team.
"Welp, that solves that." Dominik had a bruise on his forehead but showed no sigh of any other injuries, Rey had a bleeding lip, and bruised knuckles. Angie and Aalyah were fine. My head ached, and judging by how she was staring I had a mark on my face.
Zander had a bleeding nose that he quickly wiped, before making time to catch his breath. A couple more outnumbering masked maniacs busted through the door.
"You've gotta be kidding me!" Rey complained.
"The backdoor." I ran towards it, everyone followed me in suite.
We ran out, and into public looking for a place to hide.
"Get them!" Seth's angered voice echoed. We ducked behind the car, Aalyah's shaky breath as she nuzzled into me, looking for safety. A goon slowly created toward the car we were hiding behind, I went to grab the chair leg I gave to Aalyah, but Zander swiped my hand away.
He jumped out at the goon, smacking his fist with a fist. Then proceeded to choke him until he passed out unconscious, he layed him next to the car, the sun was setting fast, and dark time wasn't exactly a good thing.
"Grab the guy and put him in the car. I got an idea." Zander nudged me, I stared at him confused.
"So just drop him in somebody's car, excellent."
"It's my car red riding hood." I sighed, before grabbing him and lifting him into the back of the SUV, he began to rise his head but not before Zander delivered a quick punch, knocking him instantly back unconscious. "Let's go."
Night settled up us, and we were
settled at the beach. The wind blew in my face, as I struggled to keep my hair out my face. Rey and Zander had managed to salvage duck tape to tie the guy up against a boardwalk post underneath the base of the boardwalk.
He was fully conscious and in panic mode. His shaggy dirty hair, he looked not even older than Aalyah.
Zander came up to him and ripped the tape from his mouth aggressively, making him seething in pain. Zander dropped the duck tape before enjoying the wind. "Start talking, and we won't break you in half."
"I'm not telling you anything dickbag!" He spat out viciously; Zander laughed before striking his face with a punch. I wasn't a torturer, yet I've done it and have it done to me...fuckin' Mysterio's.
I looked over to the ocean, it was calming to look at. Aalyah was down the beach, kicking her feet in the water. I left Rey and Zander to take care of that goon, Zander actually started to have fun smacking him around with a discarded piece of pizza. Angie and Dominik were somewhere, and Aalyah was just standing there.
Didn't realize I could fall for someone like this, Alexa never made me feel this way...cheating fuck.
"Hey stud." She smiled, I smiled back. The stars were sprinkled everywhere, the moon reflected off the ocean, making it so eased and calm to look at. "How are Daddy and Uncle doing over there?"
"Well, they're scaring the guy shitless." We looked over to Zander and Rey asking the shithead questions.
"What do you think they're plan was?"
"Doesn't matter now; we bested them. Your pretty good with a chair leg." I seemingly flirted, she giggled adorable
"Easy to play pinata." She laughed, yeah that one hurt a little but it was quite funny. "They get anything out of surfer boy over there?"
"Nope, Zander is currently over there beating the answers out of him. Where's your mom and brother?"
"They went out trying to find motels." She said, she grabbed my hand and led me more into the water, I remembered to take my shoes off and rolled my pant legs up, and the water was now an inch away from the rolled pant legs. The water was warm against my feet, and Aalyah wrapped her arms around my torso, I guess just embracing the ab work. Which I really needed to work on...I wrapped an arm around her neck, before leaning my head down; resting it on her temple. I brushed strands of hair out of my face, and just took the sight of the moon all in. It was enough to honestly take away all my stress.
"What now?"
"Just hold me?"
"Not a problem."
