Prologue

Alex (P.O.V.)

We were back in America now, specifically New York, with the gang and we were currently looking for an apartment for the lot. Kyle and I have our dorms and of course Richard's house.

Speaking of which, I kind of forgot about mother dearest. I wonder how she would feel and what she would do if she saw Kyle. Not that she would truly care, the whore is probably busy opening her legs to strangers.

Just then a thought popped into my head. What if Kyle and I paid her a visit and really mess with her head? I am not sure if Richard spread the news, but this will be interesting if she does not know about his return yet.

Today we were supposed to go to Richard's car dealership to borrow a couple cars, but I am thinking that maybe the gang can do that while Kyle and I take an idle detour to see mother dearest.

I thought about it for a second and turned to Kyle who was currently chewing on his thumb absentmindedly and staring off into space.

"Hello? Earth to Kyle." 

I waved my hand in front of his face and only really got his attention when I sucked on my index finger and stuck it in his ear. 

Gross, but effective. 

"Ugh, that is so nasty!! Alexxxx!!!" He exclaimed and continued to frantically wipe his ear with the end of his T-shirt. 

I chuckled and scrunched up my face in disgust.

"That IS gross." 

"No shit sherlock." He rolled his eyes and got up from his seat to walk out of the room in annoyance.

"Wait!" I got up and ran after him.

Still annoyed at me, he turned around with a stern look on his face.

"What do you want Alexandra?" Damn, is he menstruating. The guy called me by my full government name and all. 

I suddenly felt nervous. What if he thinks that I am just wasting his time now with my nonsense?

Nah, I am his favorite. Besides, my ideas are always fun. 

"I was thinking that maybe today we can go pay 'mother dearest' a visit and mess with her a bit if she has not heard of your return yet. The rest of the guys can go on their own to get the cars from the dealership." I said and smiled sheepishly, impatiently waiting for a response.

I watched silently as his face dropped and he turned away from me. 

"Not everything is a joke Alex, you cannot keep toying with people's lives like that. I think it is time to grow up."  with that he walked away, leaving me frozen in my spot.

Wow, that one actually hurt. I am not sure what I did to get that type of attitude from him, but I know when I am not wanted. 

I got dressed and packed some clothes in a bag, as well as my gun and I left my dorm. 

Time to pay mother dearest a visit.

Kyle (P.O.V.)

Today was not particularly a jolly day for me. The past few days have been hectic and last night, reality really set in. My whole life has been a lie. What would you do - rather how would you feel, if one day you just woke up and realized that your life was laid out for you to end in inevitable doom?

How would you feel, if you found out that you really grew up without a family?

At night these thoughts race through my head and it honestly saddens me so much. I continuously tell myself too fake it until I make it. I tell myself that I have to be strong for my sister because she is no better off than I am. However, I do not think I can fake it any longer.

Society constantly reminds us that men do not have feelings, or so they assume, and because of that I feel the need to mask my true emotions. The hard face that I put on daily seems as though it is cracking under pressure.

I have so many thoughts in my head, so many unsaid words on my chest, my heart feels heavy and the weight on my back is crushing me. In the back of my mind I have the feeling that if I fall I will not get back up. The encouragement I once had to keep going, to hold all of this weight, I am slowly beginning to lose sight of the reason I should continue going on like this. 

I felt awful for snapping at Alex like that. As I sat on the bleachers and just pondered on how my life turned out, I thought about her.

Sighs. I should go apologize. 

I got off the bench I sat on, and made my way to our dorm.

When I got to the room, the place looked as though it had been searched and my heart dropped.

"Alex?! Are you here?" my calls were met with silence.

What if someone took her again?

I grabbed my gun, knife and bag that contained a few boxes of bullets and I ran out of the school. I have to find my sister.

Alex (P.O.V.)

I pulled into the driveway of Richard's house, and sure enough, on my way over here, I saw another car parked around the corner. 

I scoffed.

Can't she been anymore sneakier?

I switched off the engine to my car, and made my way inside. 

"Honey I'm home." I sang. 

I heard shuffling and muffled sounds upstairs and almost rolled my eyes in disgust. Is she really up there with another guy again?

It is freaking Monday. 

I went into the kitchen and made myself a sandwich before I made my way upstairs to see what was going on. 

As I got closer to dear Clara's room- my "mother" or aunt...or whatever she is to me, it got eerily quiet and I felt suspicious. 

I placed my hand on my gun, careful to not pull it out just yet and I opened the door to her bedroom slowly. When I peeked inside, I saw her tied to the bed, in nothing but her underwear and she had been gagged with a piece of cloth. 

Her eyes landed on me and I saw nothing but fear as tears trickled out of her eyes.

I stopped in my tracks and thought for a second. 

I could mind my own business and leave, or I can save the whore.

Hmm

Decision, decisions. 

Figuring that if she were to die I would want it to be by my hands, I  made the decision to help her. 

I made a gesture with my mouth to ask her if the bad guys were in the room. She looked at me with confusion as I repeatedly did the motion.

Getting agitated by her lack of intelligence, I rolled my eyes and sighed. 

"Are you the bad guys in the room?" I asked in frustration. 

Her eyes flickered to the side of the room, as a man walked out and grabbed me.

The heck?

Before he could completely hold me hostage, I managed to slip my knife out and I stabbed him in his thigh. I think I read somewhere that you are able to bleed out from a wound on the thigh because of an artery that runs there...I could be wrong...but it went something like that. 

The guy dropped to the floor, grunting as he did so, and he attempted to pull the knife out. 

Wrong move boyo.

That would only cause him to bleed out more, because as you may or may not know, when are you stabbed, the object inserted into your body, becomes the only thing between you bleeding out to death and you surviving. 

When he successfully pulled the knife out of his thigh, he got up and charged toward me, only to stop short and drop to the floor like a sack of potatoes. 

Alex-1, bad guy-0 

"Are there any more guys in the house? That is, guys that want you dead and do not want to be inside of you with their d!ck." I deadpanned and waited impatiently for a response. 

She said something in a muffled tone and I almost facepalmed. Right she's gagged. 

I walked over to the bed and took the cloth out of her mouth, only to realize it was in fact a pair of thongs.

Ew gross!

I flung it across the room and frantically wiped my hand on the sheets. 

"There are two more. Be careful Alex!" 

"Do not be nice to me just yet, I will deal with you later. I am only getting rid of the intruders, because when I am done, you are mine to kill." I said darkly and chuckled as her eyes widened.

I left the room and made my way downstairs to look for the rest of the guys. 

When I got downstairs, silence fell upon me. Actually it was too quiet. I took my gun out and pointed it ahead of me to prepare for any spontaneous attack. 

I walked into Richard's office, as I thought if anyone were to break into this house, they would be in search of either money or documents seeing as he was rather secretive. Apparently.

When I got to the office, I definitely heard whispering and I smirked. Just as I was about to kick the door in, a hand covered my mouth and an arm engulfed me into an embrace from behind. 

I spun around and took the safety off the gun, pointing it toward the intruder.

My eyes widened and I lowered my stance when I realized it was Kyle. Not wasting a second, I gestured that there were intruders in the house. 

He nodded and took out his gun as well, before he kicked the door down and rushed into the room.

I rolled my eyes. I wanted to kick the door in. 

Nonetheless, I entered after him to see to men, standing in the corner of the room with their hands in the air showing that they were surrendering.

That is no fun. 

"Who do you work for?" I asked. 

"Edward Black." Without a second thought, Kyle and I each shot them and walked out of the room.

That was all the information we needed. 

"What are you doing here?" I asked Kyle softly, turning to face him in concern. 

"I was worried about you. I went back to the dorm to apologize for my behavior and saw that the room had been searched. I thought you were in trouble." He said, hugging me tightly. 

When he released me, I smiled at him.

"I'm just a messy person. I would have cleaned it when I got back home." I shrugged.

He chuckled. 

"I should have known." 

I rolled my eyes. 

"Let us go pay mother dearest a visit shall we?" 

He nodded and we made our way upstairs where Clara stayed tied to the bed. 

When we got to the room, Kyle walked in after me. Clara laid there asleep.

How could you sleep while there were intruders in the house.

I walked up to the bed and nudged her head with my gun as an attempt to wake her but she did not budge. 

Kyle approached the bed and checked her pulse. 

"I got no pulse." He said. Examining her body for any wounds. 

"Are you freaking kidding me?!" I stomped my foot on the ground in anger. 

Someone really got to her before I could. 

"You know what to do." I told Kyle. He nodded.

I walked out of the room in utter anger. 

Unbelievable.

I got into my car and drove off. Not a minute later, I saw Kyle behind me. 

Next stop, Richard's car dealership. 

UNKNOWN (P.O.V.)

My phone rang and I answered. 

"Ah, the infamous Kyle Black. What can I do for you on such a fine day?" 

"I need you to take the trash out." He said in a stern voice. 

"I see. Say less. Send me the location." 

He sent me the location and hung up the phone. 

"We got a job boys!" I shouted at my men.

They immediately stopped what they were doing, grabbed the equipment and we made our way over to the Black's residence. 

Some of my men immediately walked into the office, and some went upstairs to the bedroom. 

An hour later, we had four bodies in a bag, and we were sanitizing the house of any signs and traces of blood or forced entry. 

Yes, you thought right. We are a clean up crew. We dragged the bodies and dumped them into a van, that had a sign saying 'laundry' to give the impression that we were a laundering business. 

When we were done, we picked up our supplies and left. 

Another job well done. 

Alex (P.O.V.)

We finally got to the car dealership where the rest of the gang stood waiting. I got out of my car, as did Kyle and we made our way inside. 

We were fully prepared  to be menaces in society and rob Richard...once again. He owned a couple of car dealerships across America and we just thought that there was no need for him to have all of those cars just sitting there, so we would do the cars a favor and adopt them.

Unofficially official of course. 

When Danny saw me, charged toward me with a huge grin on his face.

"I MISSED YOU MY LITTLE MUNCHKIN." He engulfed me into a tight hug and spun me around.

I chuckled.

"Damn. I missed me too." I said smirking at him.

He put me down and muttered, "You're no fun."

"I know." 

"I-

“I swear to God if you two do not shut up I am going to strangle you.” Kyle shouted.

Danny and I smirked and began to sing random song to further annoy Kyle. 

Not sure if he was still moody, but I had Daniel to play with.

When we finished singing, we walked toward the dealership and looked around for someone to come over and try to sell us cars.

I turned to Danny and gave him my evil smile.

“Oh, oh, I don’t like that smile what are you up to now ally” he asked looking at me carefully.

“Let’s have some fun with them shall we?” Danny’s face lit up and we both smirked and turned toward the building.

We planned our little scenario.

I got the Halloween costumes out of my bag, which were really inspection uniforms that I stole some time ago and both Daniel and I changed into our disguises. 

We might as well have fun, right? 

When we entered everyone looked at us. I can see some even grab a broom to clean up and some even grabbed a cloth to shine some tools.

“Hello everyone, my name is Ms. See-more-butts and this is my assistant Mr. Dick head. I am an inspector and I have some bad news about the water pipe lines here. May I speak to the manager?” I said in a horrible Russian accent. 

I really wanted to laugh at the names. My name was pronounced (semore boot) and Danny's name was pronounced (zeek Ed). 

If they listened carefully they would have heard the real thing.

A man who I am assuming was the manager walked up to me.

“Hello sir there has been a leakage in the water lines and the sewage line. I am afraid to say that you are-

“Drinking shit” Danny finished before I can say anything.  

I kind of wanted to go along the lines of "there is a gas leak" so that they would have to evacuate immediately, but I guess that is not going to happen now. 

I glared at him then turned back the manager. He paled along with his co-workers. They all began to gag.

Guess that works too.

While they all ran outside, Danny and I ran to the showcase room. We grabbed some keys and called for backup ,the guys walked in along with Kyle, who, by the way was perspiring like a pig. 

We threw them a key each and drove off into the sunset.

This was too easy.