“Not for being Z’s sister. Not for being Ash’s daughter.”
Letting my gun rest slightly, I rub my hands over my face, trying to ready myself.
“But make them regret underestimatingexactlywho the fuck you were born to be.”
His last words bring a smile to me.
He’s right.
People confuse why they should be afraid of me. Sure, it has to do with who my family is, but not because they’ll fight my battles for me, but because I am them.
They underestimate me because I’ve never needed to handle anything. That doesn’t mean I can’t.
The door opens as a few shots echo from the room, and then footsteps start.
“Fuck,” Jag gasps in my ear. “They shot out the cameras in the room and in the hallway, but they’re just now going in.”
“Let’s go,” Eli whispers, and then there’s multiple people breathing heavily as I assume they’re running.
The world slows down as I hear the footsteps growing closer.
Because of exactly who the fuck you were born to be.
Eli’s words give me strength as I ready my gun, pointing it in the doorway’s direction.
Whispers come as they clear the room, before pushing into the bathroom.
They can’t see me, as I push myself further into the darkness.
Taking a deep breath, I move my finger to the trigger.
Who the fuck you were born to be.
The confidence comes over me as the image of me punching Eli in my face when I was 12 flashes into my head.
Exactly who the fuck I was born to be!
The first man steps through the door.
You think it would take more force to pull the trigger of a gun.
Or that a gun with this much power would have more kick, but surprisingly it doesn’t.
He hits the ground.
“Fuck,” is called out. Panic shots start in front of me as I push myself further against the wall.
A second man breaches through, pulling the trigger again. Pushing myself up from the wall, I see the wood next to me fly out as bullets are spraying through it.
I drop back down, returning fire the same way.
Hearing multiple thuds before silence.
It’s done? That seems too easy.
Pushing myself off the floor, I lift my gun, stepping around the men, my eyes set on the open door.
Thank god.
