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You've Been Avenged

We got back to the mansion and I went straight to the gun room where I put down my rifles, machine gun, and Tommy gun and I began wiping the paint off my face. I looked over as someone cleared their throat.

"We have Jacoby down in the basement if you'd like to pay him a short little visit."

"I will in the morning. I'm too tired right now." I said continuing to wipe the paint off my face. I heard Jimmy's footsteps retreating out of the room and I sat the dirty rag down. I have killed more people in the past 2 days than anyone in my whole life.

I ran my hand through my grimy hair that was filled with the blood of Jacoby's men plus the dirt from where I was on the ground. I really needed a shower. I left the gun room and went up the stairs hearing the screams of Jacoby. It's about time Jacoby was getting what he deserved but I want to get my revenge on him before he dies. I opened my bedroom door and went in closing it behind me. There was still glass and bullet casings all over the floor and I would make it a task to get everything cleaned up before I go to sleep tonight. I unholstered my guns and set them on the dresser along with the Warhammer, Bill, Mace, and my Nunchucks. I unzipped the pocket I had all the bullets in and discarted them into my box before taking off my belt and placing it back into the box. I unclasped the necklace and placed it into the box as well before closing the lid. I looked over at the picture that was laying on the dresser and I picked it up and rubbed my thumb over the picture of my mom and dad.

"I got them all for you mom and dad. Now I have to get rid of Jacoby. You have been avenged and I hope and pray that you can rest in peace." I said to myself out loud. I set the picture up right before taking the box and going into the closet.

I placed the box on the floor and grabbed some shorts and a tank top from the hangers and left the closet seeing Shadows sitting on my bed with the picture of my parents. I threw my clothes onto my shoulder and crossed my arms over my chest. He looked up at me with a smile on his face.

"The boys wanted at Jacoby for hurting you so I let them knock him around a little."

"As long as they don't kill him Shads, I could really care less what they do to him." I said as he got up and placed the picture back on the dresser.

"You did good tonight."

"I try my best." I said nodding and going over to the bathroom and setting down my clothes before grabbing some towels from the small closet inside.

"I miss Grace and Jack."

"I do too." I said hanging my head. I felt my chin being pulled up and I looked into the eyes of Shadows.

"I know you do. They're in a better place than here and I'm glad they're together without all this shit going on."

"I need to take a shower and get to bed...Please excuse me." I said looking away and turning on the water. I looked over as he retreated out of the bathroom closing the door behind him. I went over to the door locking it before resting my back against the door. He thinks he misses my parents?

Well, that's nothing compared to how I feel right now. Ever since my mom died, I've been trying to hold in my pain but every waking day it seems to want to slip out and expose itself to everyone. I can't let that happen. I don't want to look weak in front of everyone here. I stripped myself of the bloody clothes and combat boots and got under the warm spray of the shower. The water flowed off my skin washing the dried blood from my arms. I watched the blood mix with the water and go right down the drain. I sighed to myself and pushed back the emotions I was about to feel and started washing my hair. I looked down as blood and other various things fell from my dirty hair. When I finished my shower, I got out and started drying myself off and putting on my clothes. I grabbed some flip flops that sat outside the door of my bathroom and I slipped them on my feet before grabbing my dirty clothes and combat boots and leaving the bathroom.

I put the clothes into the hamper and placed my boots on the other side of the dresser and I brushed out my hair. I went over to the window and started picking up the bullet casings and I glanced out the window seeing Vengeance talking with Shadows but I paid them no mind as I continued to clean up my room. I heard a knock but I ignored it because I don't need any interruptions while cleaning this mess up. I heard the door open and I quickly grabbed my 44 and pointed it at the person about to come into my room. I lowered my weapon when Jimmy came into the room with a smile on his face but it quickly faded when he seen the gun.

"Hey now the war is over. You won't have to use that for a while." I put the gun back on the dresser and went back to cleaning without a word to Jimmy.

"Is something wrong?"

"No Jimmy. I just need to get this shit cleaned up before in the morning. I don't want glass and shit all in my feet." I said shaking my head as I emptied my hands of the glass and bullets.

"You seemed edgey and I was just wondering why."

"Wouldn't you be edgey after killing a dozen or more people in the past 2 days?" I said closing the curtains.

"I was the first time but I calmed down after a while."

"Did you need something?" I asked picking up the last of the glass and discarded bullets and putting them into the trashcan.

"We're all watching some movies and relaxing. I mean if you're not too exhausted from the mission."

"I really don't feel like it Jimmy. All I want to do right now is lay down for a while." I said going over to the bed and sitting down.

"I'll see you in the morning...Good night." Jimmy said before leaving the room. I sighed to myself and went over to the door and flicked off the light and went back to the bed and got underneath the covers. I laid on my back staring up at the ceiling just wanting to be alone for a while.

I let the memories of my parents flow back to my mind and silent tears fell from my eyes. I miss them so much that not even getting the satisfaction of killing the men who killed both of them can bring my spirits up. Something in me just can't let them go and I guess I just don't want too. I pulled the covers off of me and got to my feet. I went over to the dresser grabbing my 44 and tucking it into the back of my shorts. I left my room leaving the door open and I went down the stairs where I heard the guys laughing. I passed by without them spotting me and I went out the front door shutting it quietly.

I left the front porch and seen the guards pacing along the property and I sat down in the middle of the yard and taking the gun from my back and putting it on my stomach as I laid back and stared up at the stars. They were shining brighty in the clear night sky and I breathed in the salty air. I so wanted to go to the beach but none of the guys would let me go 10 feet away from the house without some kind of protection. It aggrivates me sometimes that I can't come and go as I please like when dad was alive. He let me go out and have a good time and now I'm stuck in a house surrounded by 5 men plus body guards and security who watch everything. I just wish I could go out and be alone on my own without someone hounding me.

"I thought Jimmy said you were going to bed?" I looked up and seen Shadows standing over me. I sat up quickly and jumped to my feet.

"I guess I couldn't sleep." I said shrugging.

"Are you sure there isn't another reason why you're not sleeping?"

"No...of course not." I said looking down.

"Jay don't lie to me. Vengeance told me about you being out here yesterday morning crying."

"He told you that?!" I said getting defensive.

"Yeah but it's not sin to cry."

"Yeah it is Shads. It shows weakness and I can't be weak." I said shaking my head.

"No it doesn't. It shows you have feelings just like normal every day people."

"You didn't know my father too well as you put on. He told me crying will get you killed because you'll be distracted and not focused on what could happen." I said crossing my arms over my chest.

"Hey, I told your father the same thing I just told you. He balled when your mother was killed and then he wanted to go out and get Jacoby himself but I had to lock him the basement for a while so he could calm down."

"You better not even get the idea of doing that to me." I said pointing my finger at him.

"I wouldn't dream of it."

"Good." I said smirking. Shads placed a hand on my shoulder and pulled me close to him and wrapped his strong arms around me.

"Jay just let me say one thing...I know you miss your mom and dad more than anything and if I could have prevented both of them being killed so they could be here, I would have."

"I know Shadows. I do wish they were here and I know they are looking down on me smiling." I said letting go of him but keeping my arms around his waist.

"They would be so proud of their daughter." I smiled and Shadows hugged me again before we went back into the house and I joined them in the living room and started watching whatever they were. Some kind of Zombie movie where a bunch of people were shooting them. I shook my head as I sat down beside Shadows and laid my head against his shoulder. He wrapped one arm around me and rubbed my side making me sleepy. I tired keeping my eyes open but sleep had come to me when I thought it never would.

Notes

comments? This story is closer to coming to the end...

Comments

@ReaperDreams

I read the first chapter and i thought the same, this sounds exactly like 23. I'm not reading the rest. Anyone that wants to read the original should look up 23 and the sequel 24. Can't tell me they don't sound similar.
Deeks27 Deeks27
7/25/13
@I'm Your Apocalypse
I'm not going to get out of this "writing game" as u call it just becuz a few people don't like the way I write. I put that on all my stories for the common respect people on here should have for others writing. I know people who get their stories published get bashed and have criticism all the time but this is a creative writing place for people who want others to see their abilities to write, whether they are good or not.
On that last note, I actually love this story.
If you can not take harsh criticism then you need to get out of the writing game. It is a part of life and you need to take it.
Im sure this isa great story, but I made it to chapter 4 and could not read anymore. I love Jacoby and Papa Roach more than I love A7x, so I had to stop. Sorry. And not to be rude, but its spelled Shaddix not Shadixx.