M A T T E O ' S P O V

"Jhett, why are you calling me it's fucking 3 in the morning." I grumpily spat into the phone. "They're gone." His words were rushed, you could tell he was freaking out.

I sat up instantly, "They're fucking dead, Matteo shes gone, he's gone." He yelled into the phone. I stood from the bed, all ounces of sleep had disappeared. "Jhett, calm do-" "I CAN'T FUCKING CALM DOWN MATTEO."

He continued yelling into the phone. "Listen to me." All you could hear were Jhetts rushed breaths. "Who's gone?" I panicked. What if its her. My sorellina. "Kinsley and Keaton. Its like a fucking massacre over here." I quickly changed into a pair of sweatpants and a hoodie. "I'll be over in 10."

It's been a little over a month since we made the very bold decision of letting Kinsley stay with Keaton. All was going well, minus the fact that Kinsley and Keaton got a little close.

While she was staying over there, the rest of the family and I cleared the men, and women, that surrounded our house in a little over a week. All are either being held captive or dead.

I rushed into Andreas room. "Wake up." He stirred awake, "What? Get the hell out." I pulled the comforter off of him. "Your fucking sister is missing get the hell up." He shot up instantly, "Get dressed and meet me in the car."

I left the room and walked into Luca's practically saying the same thing to him that I said to Andrea. After Luca I woke a few of our uncles and older cousins. We don't need the younger ones getting involved just yet.

It's better to have our best thinkers, the ones who know what to do and exactly when to do it. A short 5 minute after I had woken everyone up, we were on the road heading go Keatons place.

Upon arrival, Jhett, Owen, and Ty were all standing outside, waiting for us. As they saw us, they ran to our vehicles. "What happened." Cyrus whispered, looking at the dead guards that littered the grounds.

"Matteo I'm so sorry. It was never our intentions I swear." Owen rambled. "I just need to know what happened." I whispered. "I am so sorry, I swear." He went on. "Owen."

"Matteo I feel horrible you left her with us and look where that got us." He looked at the ground, same with the other two. "Owen!" I said again. "We need to find them, the one's that did this."

"OWEN!" I yelled, he jumped slightly but stopped talking. "It's fi-" I paused. It's really not ok. My little sister has disappeared and nobody knows where or why it happened. "Lets just go in, and we will talk it out."

F L A S H B A C K (Keatons pov)

"Ty, call Lola and get Kinsley a room set up." I said, starting the car. "And why can't you call her?" He asked, rolling his eyes. "Because I told you to do it." Ty looked at me through the rear view mirror, "So?" "So do it."

"Keaton! Stop looking at him and focus on driving!" Kinsley said, hitting my shoulder. "Yea listen to your little bi-" "Finish your fucking sentence and I will personally cut your dick off and feed it to you." She said, looking back to him. He instantly shut his mouth and started looking out the window.

We arrived at the house a few minutes later, the fun part. "Im not sure if your room is ready yet, but I can take you and your bags up." I told her, grabbing the bags from the trunk.

"I get my very own room at your house?" She asked, looking confused. I stare at her for a few seconds, "You're gonna be staying here for a while, why wouldn't you have your own room?"

"I was just expecting to sleep on the couch, I don't know." She raised her hands in defeat. "I'm not gonna let you sleep on the couch! Sei pazzo?"

Translate: Are you crazy?

"No, non sono pazzo, solo onesto." She answered, walking away from me and into the kitchen where the boys were. I dropped her bags by the stairs. I suppose we can wait to find the room.

Translate: No, I'm not crazy, just honest.

"Are we gonna be able to go to school-" She paused for a second, looking at us. "Or do I have to stay cooped up in here." I grabbed a bottle of water from the refrigerator, closing the door with my arm. "No school for you principessa. Brothers orders."

She sighed, "Weren't you gonna take me to my room?"

F L A S H F O R W A R D -Kinsleys pov-

The past month i've been staying with the boy's have honestly been some of the best times I've had. I've been in touch with my family and they said it was best if I stayed here a little while longer then planned, just to make sure they had everything dealt with.

This night felt odd though. It felt off, like someone was watching my every move. I wanted to tell Keaton about it, but I didn't feel like being a bother.

I couldn't fall asleep, neither could Keaton apparently. He made his way to my room every night to sleep in here with me. Said he felt it would be safer that way. I mean I don't mind it.

Ever since our little argument back at the house, things have been a little awkward. We hadn't talked about it since that night but I was ok with not bringing it up again.

A slight knock on my door brought me out of my thoughts. "Come in." I answered, sitting up in the bed. "Keaton, I was waiting to see if you'd be in here tonight. Listen I think we sho-" I gasped when I felt the cold metal against my forehead.

"Stop talking." A voice I had never heard before growled. I squinted to try to make out a face, but the guy had a mask on.

"Do not say a word, don't make a sound, don't scream. Get up slowly and walk with me." He whispered. "Who are you?" I asked, getting up from the bed. "I said don't fucking talk." He whisper yelled.

He dug his hand into my arm, one of the tightest grips ever. I gulped, feeling the gun against the back of my head. "Keep fucking walking, downstairs and out the front door." The guy pushed the gun into my skull. I had one of two options. One, I follow this guy's directions and basically let him take me wherever the hell he was planning. Or two, I scream and fight my way out of this. Me being me, I decided to do the worst possible thing.

"KEATON! KEATON HELP ME." I screamed. The guy pulled the trigger on the gun, hitting me in the leg. I fell to the ground and yelled in pain.

The guy got walked toward me, grabbing a fist full of my hair. "Get the fuck up." He growled. I grabbed hold of his leg, causing him to fall forward and drop the gun.

It slid forward across the hardwood floor. I looked at it and began crawling for it, the guy doing the same. "Don't even think about it." The guy said, pulling me backwards by the leg.

I kicked his hands away and kept reaching for the gun. We reached it at the same time, suddenly playing a game of tug of war but with a gun. Super safe.

I had the part with the trigger, at least I had an advantage. I placed my hand over the trigger, "Don-" was all he got out, before I pulled the trigger.

He dropped in front of me, his eyes wide open, looking coldly back at me. I stare at the man, taking a moment to process that I did in fact just kill someone.

"Kins- Oh my fuck. What happened." Keaton rushed towards me, wearing only a pair of basketball shorts. "Keaton-" I paused, wiping away the tears that have gathered. "There are people here. There are people here looking for me." I clutched the gun tighter in my hold, looking around the hall.

"Come with me." he grabbed my arm and pulled me up. I hissed through gritted teeth, "My leg." I grabbed it, then pulled away to see blood. "It's ok." He whispered, pulling me up into his arms.

"Don't make any noise, ok just hush." I nodded and closed my eyes. "Im gonna take you downstairs, into the basement. Were gonna get your leg fixed, and were gonna stay down there for a while. I'll call some people, we will get this all figured out." He whispered, looking down at me.

I nodded, "Stay awake, alright." He whispered. "It hurts." I groaned. "I know, Just stay awake ok." He walked down the stairs, peeking around every corner.

We finally made it to the basement stairs. "Keep walking and I shoot both of you." Someone said behind us. Keaton immediately stopped walking and slowly turned around. "We want no troubles. Just tell me what your here for." Keaton said.

The guy laughed, "Don't be dumb Keaton." "How do you know my name?" Keaton asked. "I have my sources. I just want the girl and nobody else will get hurt." The guy said.

Keaton scoffed, "Absolutely not." A shot went off and we fell to the ground. "Looks like boy toy can't protect you now." The guy laughed. I slowly turned my head to look at Keaton, who was lying in his own pool of blood.

I screamed, the only thing I could have done. The guy that had slowly saved my life from the start, was laying unconscious in front of me.

"Keaton. NO. Why would you do that! Keaton wake up." The guy laughed, looking humorously at the scene in front of him. "And you're next!" He pulled the trigger.

"Goodnight little one."

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Predictions?

Had to spice it up a little.

<3- K