☠EDITED☠

For all you wondering what Tyler did, remember he's in a rivalry gang? And also they wanted to get back at her dad.

Braylee's POV:

Harry stands up, wiping blood from his nose.

"Why did you guys do it?" I ask, again.

"To get back at your dad." Liam says.

Rage overcomes me, "Why not just kill him, or even me? Why Tyler?"

Liam growls, "I thought you cared about your dad."

"I don't give a shit about my father! He can rot in hell for all I care! B-But Tyler was good.." My voice cracks.

"Why do you hate your dad?" Louis asks.

"The same reason you do. He's a horrible, corrupt man. But, you are all no better."

I can tell Zayn feels bad so I decide to crack him, I mean, he is the softest, probably.

"Zayn, any family?"

He has the gun, perfect target.

He nods, "Names?"

"Waliyha, Doniya, and Safaa. Doniya is older than me, Waliyha younger, and Safaa youngest." He explains.

"How would you feel if Safaa's life was on the line?"

His eyes snap up, "Fuck you."

"No, think about it. You would feel just like how I feel with Tyler-"

Liam cuts me off, "She's manipulating you, Zayn."

His eyes evert to Liam, then back to me.

"Imagine if that was your sister out there."

I can't lose him, I need to crack him.

Tears show up in his eyes, and I realize that I've got him.

"Zayn-" Liam tries.

"Don't."

"Please." I whisper.

He looks at me sadly, he's thinking. Then, he looks at me, and then Liam.

"Zayn, we're your friends." Louis butts in.

"She's going for the weakest..." Niall says out loud, as if he just got what I was going for.

All heads snap towards him, "What?" Louis asks confused.

"She's trying to crack the weakest. Obviously, Zayn. No offense, bro. But, don't you guys get it?"

"My God." Harry says.

I glare at Niall, "Please, Zayn."

He looks at both Liam, and I. He hesitates, but stares at Liam for awhile. That's how I knew who he chose.

I quickly look at all their weapons. Gun, and Niall has a small thing with darts. What the hell is that? I have a chance, and if I get shot, I'll die. But, that's a risk I'm willing to take. I flip around, and punch Louis in the throat.

Sorry, Louis.

He lets go, and starts looking for breath, that's when I run. I sprint as fast as I can, away from the car, and road.

I look back, and am confused when I notice no one chasing me.

Weird...

Niall's POV:

Braylee whips around, and punches Louis in the throat.

Out of fear.

"Get her!" Liam yells at me.

I shake my head, "Let her run, let her think she has a chance."

I reach for my darts, and take them out. I look through the snipe, and wait. Liam glares at me, but I just signal him to wait. At the perfect moment, I fire. In the distance we all see her fall on the ground.

"What the hell is that?" Louis asks.

"Sleeping darts." I grin.

Harry smirks, and pats me on the back, "Good job, mate."

Braylee's POV:

I fall to the ground when I hear a bullet, or whatever it was, fly past me.  Looking over I see a dart.

Sleeping dart?

Whatever it is, they'll think i'm out. I hear footsteps, and see Niall run at me.

He kicks me, and yells, "She's out!"

When he's not looking, I kick him in the knee, and grab the weapon. He hisses in pain as I stand up, the boys stop walking, and just stare at me.

"I thought you hit her!" Harry yells.

"I did too." He groans.

I point the weapon at Niall, and he cowers back, "Don't shoot!"

I raise an eyebrow, Liam takes a small step forward. I direct some of my attention towards him, pointing it at him.

"I don't know what the hell this is, but I'm not afraid to use it." I threaten.

Liam stops walking immediately. And, Louis smirks behind me, that's when I know i'm screwed.

"Fuck it!" I scream throwing the weapon out, running towards the woods.

I sprint as fast as I can when my ankle starts hurting again. After I hurt it, it was never the same.

Keep going!

I scream loudly when I feel someone tackle me. I look up to see who it is, and see a new face.

"Good job, Calum." Harry says, walking up behind.

"Damn, she's fast." Calum wipes his forehead.

I start trying to get Calum off, kicking, hitting, and screaming.

"Oh god, she's trouble, and annoying." Calum mumbles.

I look over, and see the rest of the boys with three new ones.

"Who are you guys?"

A boy with curly hair smiles, "I'm Ashton."

Harry hits him, "Shut up."

"Come with us, Braylee." Louis folds his arms.

Louis POV:

"No." She replies.

"Bray-" I'm cut off when a dart hits her in the arm, and her eyes rolls back.

I look back, and see Ashton holding the weapon, eyes wide.

"Oh my gosh." He whispers.

"Thank you." I say, pushing Calum off throwing her over my shoulder.

"Oh my God, I hope she forgives me. Oh my God! Did I just say God? Oh, God! I'm going to hell with all of you! I'm such a horrible person! God please, forgive me, and my foul language. I didn't mean it. I don't want to go to Hell with them! They're all rude to me! Oh, and please have her forgive me? I was going to shoot it at something else, but then BAM! It fired! I didn't mean to-" Ashton rambles.

"Shut the fuck up." Luke growls, "Let's get her back to the car."

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A bit of comedy(: only because of Ashton