* Harper POV *
Nash give me a gun, prepare the target, and says Simon would already help me, he was only going to get the other targets. I begin to shoot, and do not hit the target.
* Simon POV *
I arrive at the basement of the house with the other targets and I see Harper with some difficulty in shooting. I appear behind it. I put one hand on your elbow and the other on your waist. She shudders with my touch: -Levanta a little more elbow - I say very close to her ear. She gets pretty slowly, and shoots, hitting the target right in the middle:
"Good," the loose - now trying - I turn to get ammunition
-Ok - she says. As soon as I turn, she was with the gun pointed in my head - tell me where we are, and when I'm going to get out of here. Now - Bag my weapon, pointing well in your heart
-It's better you lower the gun, or I'll shoot at you - I saw your hard look, she was too proud, but lowered the gun. She stared at me with hatred:
"If you do not want to die later, you'd better start shooting," I say and she seated turning to the targets. She incredibly hit everyone. She was determined, and had a great concentration. In the end, she turns to me with a victorious smile on her face
* Harper POV *
we were going to such a mission, I would go alone with Simon in a car. According to others, it was safer I go with him because he was a professional shooter, I would run less at risk. When we got in the car, Simon pressed me against him, and pointed the gun in my head,
"Do not try to play the smart guy, otherwise those who will suffer the consequences will be Carmen - Subsinto and I enter the car.
03:38 pm
We were already a good time on the road. The car was an unbearable silence:
-What kind of music do you like? I ask randomly. He looked at me seriously, and he did not answer, looking back at the road - which is Simon, if we are going to stay inside that car for a few hours, we could at least talk - he sighs if he was overcome
- Popular Means - says without taking his eyes off the road. I let go of a laugh, and he looks at me without understanding,
"Sorry, but you do not have a face of those who listen to popular songs - he smiled at the sinic and said,
" You have a face of who loves to f**k, and not for that I keep talking.
"I do not have no," I say. The arms emburded and looking out the window
-You would love to have s*x with me - he says, making me look would be - what is it?! Any girl would like to have s*x with me,
he says, smiling victoriously. I open a sinic smile and say,
"You can make sure I would not waste my first time with you." I saw his smile disappear, and his countenance get angry.
I looked back at the window. After a while, we arrived at our destination. We arrived 10 minutes in advance. Simon got out of the car, and told me to be alone inside the car. It starts a shooting. I look out the window and see Sammy shot. Immediately I leave the car to rescue it. Two men approach him:
"Whatever your last words are." One of them says pointing the gun right in the middle of Sammy's head. I take my gun and shoot into the two men, falling dead on the floor.
I run to Sammy, and I put my hand on the place where the bullet was, in an attempt to stock the blood:
"Calm, okay?" I'm here. Keep your eyes on mine - I say to him, and then I feel someone kicking my belly:
"Are you crazy ?? "It was Simon," I told you to stay in the car, "he said kicking me again," look what you did, "he was going to kick me again, but he was interrupted by Sammy, who tried to say,
" It was not her man. She killed them, "he says pointing at the dead men on the floor. I feel my stomach wrapped - she saved me - Simon looked at me and smiled as always. He held out his hand to help me get up:
"If so, Congratulations Larson." I push your hand and get up alone.
" You do not touch me, "
I cry. He takes my arm hard and says,
"Who do you think it's to talk to me like that?" "He replies screaming.
" You talk like that with her, "Matt says, pulling me out of Simon's grip. He rested my arm on his shoulder, and guided me into the car. He looked at me with pity. The boys took Sammy to the hospital, we would not go along so as not to draw attention, then I and Shawn went straight to the house. I shrugged at the bench and stared out the window. Everything was silent until Simon says,
"I'm sorry," he says almost by a whisper
- whatever- I said shrugging. The rest of the course was all in silence. We got home, and he took me straight to the attic, Simon did not stay, left me alone. After a while, the door opened, revealing Matt with my dinner. I start eating:
-How is Sammy? - I ask, I was really worried about him.
- he are taking some remedies, and he will be resting, but he are well. You did a great job Larson - he says with a comprehensive smile.
See if you learn from him to how to congratulate someone, Simon.
"Sorry for Simon today earlier, he was out of themselves - he says, scratching his neck.
- All right, he already asked me for an excuse." I say shrugging. Matt looks at me astonished.
- Did he apologize? This is very strange - he says, and I ignore, coming back to eat.