The Dark Side (A Punk Story)

Red Hoodie Girl POV
I zipped up my hoodie and walked towards the window to peek outside. No sight of the car I was looking for. This bitch is forever late.

I went over to the coffee table and picked up a photo. It was a pic of Chloe. She looked so beautiful …I groaned at the sight of her flawless face. I hated Her with every ounce of hatred in me. She deserved everything I was about to do to her. I want to see her suffer. I wanted her to feel pain. It was only a matter of time. I needed this plan to go perfectly, so I decided not to rush it.

Suddenly I heard a calm knock on the door. Finally. I motioned toward the wooden door and looked through the peep hole. I couldn't see a face, but I saw the dirty blonde hair that I've seen many times in my life. It was her. I pulled the door open revealing a petite body. She pushed her way through and went straight to the couch. I closed the door back and went to sit next to her.

"Hello Candice... " Harry's POV I awakened at the sound of my alarm. I nearly beat the crap out of my phone to end that annoying screaming noise in my ear. In my arms I held Chloe, still sleep so peacefully. This has been one of the Best weeks we've had. No sight of any danger, nothing. Whomever was out to get Chloe must have been on vacation.

I gently shoke her trying to wake her up. I had some business to handle and after the last incident I never leave her by herself. After about five minutes she finally began to wake up. "Ughhh Harry, I'm trying to sleep here" she groaned.

"I know but I have somewhere to be so get up lazy" I said snatching the covers off of her naked body. She groaned even louder than before and put here head under the pillow.

"Okay fine, I'll leave you here by yourself. So if someone breaks in and tries to kill you, don't call me." I smirked.

"Haha very funny " she mumbled.

Eventually she got up. We headed in to town. I was looking for a man, he owed Zayn money …you know how that goes. Jade's POV "Ugh this Shit hurts like fuck! " I yelled over the sound of the tattoo gun. I was currently getting a money rose on my rib cage. This is like my 50th tat but the shit still hurts.

"You're such a crybaby" Perrie teased.

"Fuck you." I spat.

"Sooo have you heard from Liam? " she tried to ease her way into the convo. She knew this was always a touchy topic for me. Not only was Liam my boyfriend, he was my fiance. We were gonna get married but he called of the wedding at the last minute.

"Uh no.. why would I have." I said sarcastically.

"I mean he's back in town now so I figured-"

"You figured what? " I cut her off. "That everything would go back to normal and we would ride off into the sunset? " I fake laughed. She didn't reply. I wouldn't either if I was her.

That tattooman finished me up and we left. We went over to our favorite place to eat. We dined, chatted a bit and then waited for the waiter to bring us the check. When he approached the table he handed me a folded piece of paper.

"Uh what is this?" I asked.

"Some blonde girl told me to give that to you." He responded and walked off.
Blonde girl?

"Well what's it say?" Perrie asked. I looked at her then back at the note. I unfolded it and quietly read it to myself. Perrie obviously noticed the confused look on my face, and snatched the paper out of my hand.

"Chloe needs to leave town, IMMEDIATELY!! She's been warned....." She looked up at me, "Wtf? " I shrugged. I honestly did not know what that meant. I mean I know some mysterious person is after her, but now somebody's warning her to leave.

"Is this suppose to be a threat or a legit warning? " Perrie asked.

"Who knows, let's get out of here, I feel like we're being watched." She nodded and we left, headed back to the Warehouse. Chloe's POV Harry and I have literally been riding around town all day looking for some guy. I've tried to tell him to give up , but he refuses. He said when Zayn tells him to do something, he does it. Ofcourse I understand, Zayn is a very scary guy when he's pissed off.

The sun was starting to set, we've been sitting outside of a bar for few hours now. I can tell he was starting to get fed up. Then he jumped up. He watched a guy exit the bar and walk across the street. "That's him.." he said while reaching for his piece under the seat. "I'll be back" he said getting out of the car.

I watched him as he strolled across the street toward the man. They shared a few words, I couldn't quite tell what was being said. Harry grabbed the guy by his shirt then shoved him hard as shit. The guy turned to run. Harry cocked back his gun and let off a entire round in dudes back. I shuttered at the sound of the gun mixed with screams as people scattered.

I watched as he approached the lifeless body on the ground, he flipped him over, put the gun into his mouth, and pulled the trigger. I let out a low scream, as I saw his head splattered across the sidewalk. I slide down in the seat with my hand over my mouth. I've never seem such gruesome shit before, and watching Harry do something like that, gave me chills.

He headed back over to the car, got in, grabbed a old t shirt out the back seat and whipped the blood off of himself. He didn't speak, nor did he look at me. He put the tool back under his seat and started the car.

Notes

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