Life under the gun

BitterSweet

Please excuse all my errors because only proofread a little. I'm lazy you guys know this. Anyways please comment and vote. The more comments and votes the more I update y'all know this by now

ARIYAH POV:

I watched as he was pacing all over the room living.

I smirked at how nervous he was.

He knows I'm coming.

It was 6:34 p.m. and all I had to do was wait 4 more minutes to kill him.

My phone vibrated in my pocket making me groan.

I pulled out my phone to see it was Damien texting me.

203-748-2694:
Come to the house now!

I got up fast.

I put the the sniper rifle away and put it in my duffle bag.

I slid my mask and gloves off then put them in the bag.

I zipped it up and put it on my back.

I got off the roof quickly and made it to my car that was park in a alley.

I threw the bag in and got in myself as well.

I started the car and pulled out the alley not waiting a second.

I speed down the street. Running all the red lights but I didn't care.

When I got to Damien house. I parked the car and turned it off.

I grabbed my gun and ran across the street.

I went to the back yard knowing not to come through the front.

I looked to see the backyard empty.

I heard a high pitch scream making my heart beat faster than it was.

I opened the patio slide door fast and ran in holding up my gun.

"What...the...fuck" I said with big eyes.

My hands automatic went to my face as I started rubbing it which made the gun hit my head a little.

"Why did bust in here with a gun and the front door works I hope you know that" Damien said with Amora in his arms looking at me.

"I thought it was an emergency you said get here now and then I heard her scream so what do you expect from a person like me" I said to him.

"You right" he said then stood up with Amora in his arms.

I looked at her and it was true she did look a lot like me.

"We have to talk" he said to me.

I couldn't take my eyes off her and she was staring right back at me.

"Daddy who dat" she said tilting her head a little still looking at me.

(I honest to god don't know how two years old talk)

"Uh" Damien said.

He looked at me and I looked at him.

He sighed.

"Tell her" he asked.

I shrugged not knowing what to say.

This was my first time in front of her in a year. (She left when Amora was 9 months old)

"I'm going to get something to drink" I said turning on my heels.

I took out my phone and called Grandma Rita.