i really, really, REALLY want a gang soap...
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Thread Topic: i really, really, REALLY want a gang soap...
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Kris looked at Matt apologetically. I have to, babe. For Mia.
Mark continued smiling even as Mello's fist crashed against his face. His gang members simply walked away. They knew Mark could handle this himself. Mark took out his knife, and it took Kris only a few seconds to realize that it was covered in blood that looked fairly fresh. She stared at the knife in horror, turning to Matt. -
Matt glanced away, defeated. He couldn't mask his fear and hurt any longer.
(Who was stabbed? I'm confused.) -
(you'll see, love. you'll see.)
Mark seemed oblivious to the blood that was dripping down his leg. He only noticed it when it made a "plip" sound as it hit the ground. "Hmm, that's unfortunate," he said, frowning at the blood at the ground, seemingly as though he were trying to make it go away. "I must've accidentally cut myself..."
Kris winced. Mark's lost his mind... -
I snatched up the knife. "Let me help you with that .." I plunged the knife into his forearm as he was transfixed by the cut.
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Matt cringed. The sight of blood was painful in itself, let alone seeing somebody stab another. -
Mark looked at his arm, then back at Mello. He frowned. "Well, that's not very nice. It's a shame. I was going to let Mia go free... but it appears that you want to do this the hard way."
Kris clung to Matt. This was the last place she wanted to be right now. And she still couldn't help but wonder what Mia was going through.
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I woke up to yelling coming from somewhere down the hall, and sat up in the chair Mark had put me in. I could hear Mello's voice, but it was very faint. Mark must've drugged me... -
I snarled. "It's a shame you had to die, f---er." I tore one of the guns out of Kris's hands and pulled the trigger. Blood oozed from Mark's chest.
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Matt felt faint. He stumbled backwards, his eyes wide with fright. -
Mark fell to the ground, still smiling. It's my turn... to live... when I should've died... he thought as his eyes fluttered closed.
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Kris clung to Matt's arm. "Babe, you okay?"
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I heard a gun shot, and I stood up, dreading walking out to the main room. Someone would be dead. My chances weren't looking that great... There were four people that I would give a s--- about being dead: Mark (although his death would be for the better), Mello, Matt, or Kris. But Mark wouldn't go down without a fight... Someone else would be hurt... I walked out of the back room, and my head suddenly felt like it was in a vice grip. -
Matt stared at Mark's body, his speech jumbled and frantic. "Is he... Mark.... Is he erm..."
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I glanced down at Mark. "Not yet," I grunted. I fired again, this time with more precision. -
Mark wasn't dead; he was close to it. Nice try, freak.
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Kris winced and buried her face in Matt's sholder.
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I fell to the ground, hitting my head on the wall, which, considering the circumstances, was really inconvenient. s---. I thought, as pain radiated through my head. The sound of me falling must've been loud enough for Mello to hear... or at least I hoped so. -
I heard a thud just down the hall. I ran towards the sound.
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Matt wrapped his arms around her, squinting his eyes shut. -
I could faintly see Mello, but my head was killing me. I could barely even keep my eyes open. My head felt like a million bombs were going off inside of it. (Bweheheheh bombs... see what I did there?)
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Kris clung to Matt, not wanting to let go. Ever. -
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I snuck up behind the gang member. Once close enough, I jerked him back, holding the gun to his head.
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Matt looked into Kris's eyes. He knew the routine with Mello. The beginning was bad... Th end was worse. "Get ready," he whispered, "because all hell is about to break loose." -
I stayed on the floor, my head feeling like it was going to explode (coughcough *recieves glare from addie*), waiting for the fighting to be over.
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Kris rolled her eyes. "Oh joy." If it weren't for Mia, she would be out of here by now. -
XD Why the glare?
I pushed the barrel against his head. "Go, and bring the other minions with you," I snarled. He obeyed, running down the hall like a madman.
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Matt glanced towards the door. If it weren't for Kris, Matt would've never come in the first place.
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