Woke Up This Morning And Got Myself A Gun Novels & Stories

I wouldn’t let them. I stormed into my bedroom, my hands shaking with adrenaline. I yanked open the drawer in my nightstand, rummaging through it until my fingers closed around the cold, hard metal of the gun I kept hidden there. I hadn’t touched it in months but now, it felt like the only thing that could give me any semblance of control.

Movement. My head snapped up, my heart slamming violently against my ribs. “I—I know someone’s there!” I cried out, my voice shaking. No response. My instincts screamed at me. Without thinking, I scrambled to my bag, my hands fumbling as I unzipped it and pulled out the gun I had bought weeks ago, the one I prayed I’d never have to use. My hands were shaking so badly I could barely hold it steady. “Come out!” I shouted, pointing it toward the empty space.

I covered her with a blanket and kissed her forehead. She looked peaceful. Safe. Like she had never seen fire licking the walls of her home. She deserved better. And I would give it to her. Even if I had to destroy everyone who stood in my way. I headed downstairs to the armory. No one stopped me. No one even looked at me funny anymore. They all knew who I was now. I picked up my gun first. Checked the safety. Loaded it. Then I chose a small knife and slid it into the holster at my thigh. My hands didn’t shake. Not anymore.

I hadn't asked a lot of questions because I had grown sick of being indoors such that I had been ready to jump onto any chance I could get for fresh air. The second we arrived at our destination I had looked at him sceptically but he told me to trust him and he led me inside. From the time I became conscious of the evils in the world I had never expected having a gun to my head but I certainly didn't expect to ever have one in my hands. It had been over an hour since the single-stack compact 9mm pistol, Nicky gifted me with had been placed in my hands triggering an incredible surge of apprehension through my veins that passed after some time.

I was legitimately terrified to turn my head and confirm my assumptions. I mentally berated myself for ever putting the firing pin back in place. I knew from the first time that Jax had played with his new toy that he had also purchased ammunition for it as well. I had watched him load the clips. Today was my birthday, but I also knew that today was going to be the day that I also die.

But I merely shook my head to get rid of the jealousy I was feeling and urged myself to concentrate on the goal at hand, which was to murder Dhruv Ugo Mace once and for all. When I saw that he had finished talking to whoever he was on the phone with, he sat back in his chair and went to sleep. That's why, when he was still asleep, I positioned the Accuracy International AWM sniper gun I'd purchased and pointed it squarely at his head. My heart begins to beat and my thoughts race as I gaze at his sleeping face. "Fuck it, I'm not going to be able to kill him!" I surrendered to myself and placed the rifle on the ground.

I just knew that I had to get my hands on something as fast as possible. I scattered the table and used my hands to push down the heap of clothes there when I found a gun. I quickly grabbed it and raised it. I tried walking to the door but I was so weak and I could barely move. I remained there with the gun and just pointed it at the door. I waited for the door to open and moment, it flew open I pointed the gun waiting to shoot. I waited to see who it was and it was a woman. “You’re awake.” The middle aged woman walked inside carrying a pint of blood and some clothes. I frowned at her cause she didn’t seem startled that I was pointing a gun at her. Who the hell is she?”

My limbs still felt like jelly as I tried to tug the sweatpants on. The sight of the guns Luca brought out from the office woke me up fully. All at once the muscles in my limbs remembered how to work and they tensed up. “What's happening?" My voice was shaky and I was pulling the clothes on in record speed. “They found us." He said slipping a bullet clip into the handgun and doing something with the bigger one that made it click multiple times. I assumed he was loading bullets into those as well. “They? Who's they?" I listened but could hear nothing.

Those college students could act silly. I could feel my heart pounding in my chest as I approached the building entrance. So loud that all other sounds were insignificant comparatively. Finally taking slower steps outside of the building, I picked out my gun from my back pocket. Yes. I do have a gun. A girl has to take care of herself in the new city after all. Today, I am really glad to have one. As I turned to my right, I COULD FINALLY SEE HIM. He stood there still peeking inside my window with his back facing me.

Then I said to Amanda over the phone, “There are armed men outside my house.” “Tell me your house address I'll call the police and have them protect you.” I barged into my room and unlocked the last of my drawer with my personal key. I heard a gunshot outside but I don't let it mess with my head. “Alvah! Are you safe?” Amanda yelled. She must've heard the gunshot outside. “For now,” I pulled the drawer open and grabbed the brown envelope. I ripped the envelope off and loaded my gun. I legally got it four years ago and I hadn't use it since then. But today.. it might be used again.