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Posted October 10, 2013
So , a some people wantedme to change this story up and make it darker. So i will. Hope you enjoy.
I gulped as Blake said my first training would be learning to shoot a gun. I replyed , "Alright.." my voice shaking. Blake claped his hands , "Okay." He grabed a small hand gun and handed it to me. I took it , my hand shaking. "Okay. We will be starting your training in the backyard." He said as everyone piled through the garage door to get to the backyard. I was left standing there by myself. 'This is my chance.' I thought to myself as I started looking around for Blakes car keys. 'If i don't make it he'll kill me.' I thought as I started to panic remembering Blake tell the guys that if anyone touched his car he would kill them. Finally , I found the car key on top of an old book shelf. I made sure the guys were no where in sight and hopped into the Farahi and started the engine. I backed out of the garage at full speed. I heard the kitchen door leading into the garage open and Drake stood there looking at me. It seemed as if his muscules locked up on him and he couldn't move. I quickly drove away as he realized and jumpe in his car chasing me down the street. I paniced that he would catch up to me. As if my worse nightmare came true the tire on the car busted. I sighed and hit the steering wheel in frustration. I hadn't noticed that Drake was at the driver side door until i heard it open up. I felt someone grab me by my arm and yank me out the car. I fell to the ground and the impact of the force made my back hurt. I looked up at saw Drakes cold green eyes and sighed. 'I'm going to get killed.' I gulped. "Blake is going to kill you. Get in the car you stupid b.i.t.c.h." he yelled at me as tears prickled my eyes. Now inside Drakes car I was deeply afraid of what would happen when we got back to the house.
~ Well there you go. I hope you guys enjoyed. Don't forget to go to 'black button' first result and give me at least three good comments for the story to continue. •