Traitors pt. 3

When I wake up I feel awful.....my face felt like pin cushion. Must have been medication. >.> But I suck it up and get out of bed, only to feel thousand time worse! But now I'm starting to vaguely remember what happened......very vaguely....

Mole: Yo beetch, geet your ass out here.

Me: Screw off Chrissy......ow.....

Mole: *hiss* Never call me zat again!

Me: Or what?


It was then father came upstairs.

Father: Kids! We have nos time for bickering! Just get your shit and fast!!

Mole and I at same time: Okay!!

We sped downstairs and got our shit together. Before we knew it, we were driving off.....






















Hours past until father had to stop for restroom break and gas.

Father: I'll be right back don't worry. *gets out of car*

Me: I have to use restroom. *gets out of car too*

What I haven't realized was that this would be my fatal mistake.....very fatal......






I do business in restroom, then I got out, and see my father walk to convenience store, then he was pulled away and was held at gun point. I ran to my father's aid, only to be shot in both my shins. I plummeted to ground and struggled to crawl, but my limp body was thrown brutally in back of van. For a brief moment, I saw his face. Uncle Kazimir had came for us. Kazimir was a man in his mid-thirties with black hair tied into a pony tail. We had almost the same exact face, only his eyes and wrinkles were different. He was born with eye disorder where he had two different colored eyes. One was crystal blue and one was green. He wore yellow leather jacket, brown pants, and black dressing shoes. I knew him better than anyone could ever imagine. The reason why was....he's...exactly like....me. We had same amount of brutality, strategy, strength, and I develop same way he did. There was no way I could ever escape. He knew me too damn well. He locked me in back and stomped on gas petal, we were off.

Kazimir: Thought you could escape your old uncle did you?

Me: ....how did you find me?

Kazimir: Three letters. G, P, and S.

Me: O_O *dead silence*

Kazimir: We install it in your father's car before you ran off.


I was about to say something..but then I feel weak and in great pain, I blacked out once more. My legs smothered in their own blood. I didn't even feel the rest of my body impact the car floor.