(Disclaimer, all characters in this story are 18 years old, or older)
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I'm kind of surprised when I get home and there are no lights on. Figure it can't have been a great party as it's only a little bit after 2:00.
I don't know how to describe the rest of that night. It's like a flickering light something's are in total focus and others are just a barely remembered blur.
I walked into the house and turned on some lights and was amazed that the house was so messy. Not a total disaster but messy. My sister isn't like that. I actually was feeling so up that I started cleaning a little bit as I had no desire to go to bed. That's when I started hearing the crying. Wondering what was going on and thinking my sister might be hurt, I followed to sound to find her naked on my parents bed. Not only was she naked she had obviously been beaten. Her one eye was swollen shut and her nose and lips were still bleeding. She was tied to the four posts of the bed. Looking at her pubic area it was obvious to me she had been brutally raped.
I quickly untied her and she threw her arms around me and started crying even harder. Her entire body was wracked with the convulsions of her sobs. I couldn't get her to stop and I was crying right along with her. I was finally able to tell her I had to call the police and she just hugged me tighter and wouldn't let me go. I don't know how long she cried but when she finally was so wore out her body didn't have the strength to cry anymore. I laid her back on the bed and pulled out my cell phone.
"Don't"
"Linda we have to call the police"
"Please don't."
"For God's sale, why not Linda."
"I don't want anyone to know."
"Linda, I'm going to call the police"
"No, please no." and she starts crying again. She was so pitiful and I was crying right along with her again. I can't remember the actual conversation. That wasn't the end of it. It went on for hours but that's the gist of it. Toward morning my mind which was seething with hate started working. Working on killing them. The people who raped my sister. She knew them and gave me their names. I even knew who three of them were. The forth was in her class but was unknown to me.
I called all my friends and hers that were supposed to come over that day and canceled. I called Linda's work place and told them she was hurt from a car accident and I didn't know when she would be back but that we would call again on Monday. I put her in a bathtub and washed her, douched her ass and pussy. Yes she had been anally raped also. I put ice on the bruises on her tits and ass and her nose, lips and eyes. By Sunday night both of her eyes were open and she could see out of them. That night I left her in the house and drove her car to a small shopping arcade with a pretty popular bar in it. It was two towns away from ours. Knowing that there was a gun shop through the woods behind the place I slipped around back and made my way to the store. I took several items with me; gloves, mask, gym bag, crowbar and sledgehammer. I had wiped each item with acetone and only handled them with gloves on after that.
I had been there many times buying ammo and with my friends. I had always commented that it seemed like it would be easy to rob but everyone disagreed with me. They always had arguments for every possibility I could voice. However, this night I was going to put it to the test. This was going to be a quick snatch and grab. I knew they had all kinds of safes. I also knew that the guns on display had their firing pins removed. I also knew (because the owner was just careless when people were in his shop) were the firing pins were kept. I was in there with a couple of buddies when another customer was buying a handgun. While the customer was filling out the paper work, the owner was reaching for a large heavy cash box. When he got it open there must have been a stack of hundreds big enough to choke a horse and firing pins. He read the labels on the envelopes until he found what he was looking for. Locked the box back up and slide it back under the shelves and pushed a box of ammo in front of it. I didn't know what I was going to get or even if he left that box out all night without locking it into one of the gun safes he had. I was betting he left it out. I was there to get four or five guns a box of ammo for each and that box. I should be able to get in and out of the shop in 3 minutes.
I was jazzed and scared shitless. I was also seething with hate and I had a plan. To say it went off without a hitch would be an understatement. I hit the back door with the sledgehammer and I was in and at the counter. I smashed the front glass and grabbed about ten guns. I know my plan was for 4 or 5 but I was so high on adrenalin that I was moving too fast for clear thought. Jumped over the counter and moved the ammo box out of the way and there was the cash box. It had a handle and was a little big for the gym bag. Stood up and started grabbing different boxes of ammo. I think my gym bag was probably pretty heavy by then but I don't remember it being so. I was through the woods and back looking into the parking lot when I heard the sirens. I didn't see anyone and I took the mask off and casually walked back to my sisters car. Threw everything into the truck and drove off. By the time I was on the outskirts of our town I was coming down from my adrenalin high and had to pull into a gas station and barely made it to the bathroom before I was violently sick.
I finally got my stomach to settle down and went into the carryout and bought a Mountain Dew. Then, I quickly drove back home. I unloaded everything in the garage and hid it as well as I could. Then I went back into the house and checked on Linda. She was sitting in the living room. No lights, no TV, no music just staring into space. I sat with her for a little then got up and made her some hot chocolate. I also got a sleeping pill and gave it to her. When she refused I made her take it on threat of calling the police. She was asleep within 15 minutes.
Then I drove her car to a local park and crashed it into a tree. Again, I was lucky. Luckier then I realized. The airbag deployed and busted my nose. Blood was everywhere. No one saw me do it and I was able to drive it home and park it in the garage.
Then I tried to sleep. Didn't have much luck.
I got up the next morning and checked on Linda, she was still sleeping. I went to work. I also started studying all four of her rapist. They were a group and always seemed to hang together. I just had to catch them at the right time. I waited. While I waited I put the guns together and fired five of them. These I set aside. I might add I also had $14,000 in cash. All hundreds all non-sequential. I also had 7 other guns. I filed the serial numbers off them. I thought long and hard on this and decided the risk as minimal and the pay back would be a confusing trail.
A few days before our parents came back into town. I drove to Cincinnati. It took four hours to get there. Now the stupid part on my side. I had no idea what I was doing. I was wearing a hoodie, I had on dark glasses that were huge and hid half my face and drove until I found a bad part of town. Parked in a convenience store parking lot and walked about a block not really knowing what I was doing or even how to do it and was ready to turn back and give it up as a bad idea when four young blacks walk up to me and start giving me shit.
"What's a honkie mutha fucka like you do'ng here?" one asked.
"I'll bet the little white boy wants some nose candy." says two.
"Yes." I said immediately.
"Why don't we just take your money and be done with it?" asks three.
"Didn't bring no money." I replied and I pulled out my wallet and showed them all I had was a ten and a twenty.
"$30, I say we kick his ass and take it." says one.
"You could but I was hoping we could make a deal, some powder for some guns."
"What kind? How many?" four finally chimes in.
"Seven, all clean, four nines, a .357 and two 45s."
"Where are they?"
"My girlfriend is holding them downtown."
