Fan -freaking- tastic! My old job was time consuming, but I'll have more time! This is THE CHAPTER that I've been waiting on since the beginning of the story, and now I get to share it with you guys! I'm so excited!
Chapter Ten
Sadie's Pov
John took my hand as we walked to the cars, and the rest of the Cobra's followed in suit. Billy and Charlie were rambling on about how they didn't mean to spill the beans, and were cursing at one another for trusting John and Rich with their secret. Richie had been putting fishing poles into the convertible; a ploy if we were to run into the cops.
"Maybe we shouldn't go, Ace." Charlie scrambled.
"Okay, okay, you've stated your position clearly, and now I'm gonna state mine; get in the fucking car, now." John smirked with authority. I chuckled under my breath and squeezed his hand. Looking down to me, he winked. "How about you, miss Chambers? Want to ride with this handsome fella? "
"Fuck that, Ace." Richie grinned. "We've gotta stick together, Sadie. Besides, we've gotta race there, and you want to ride with the high rollin' winners of Castle Rock, right?" Rich threw his arm over my shoulder and tried to pull me to Vinny's car.
"You're gonna be eatin' dirt, Eyeball. Shit, it's a race." John pulled up my hand and kissed it before letting me go with Rich. We piled into the tiny car, me sitting bitch in the back. Maybe I should've ridden with John. We zoomed out of town into the back fields, music high, laughs all around, and more cigarettes than we could count. On the one lane road, Ace pulled up next to us in the oncoming lane, honking like a maniac. His hair whipped around his face, and his eyes were wild. I'd catch him looking my way once in awhile, and blew a few kisses at him. Soon a second horn was blaring, and looking up the hill, a huge lumber truck came barreling John's way. Charlie and Billy were freaking out, telling him to slow down, but he only sped up. Even the boys in my car were bellowing for him to get back into our lane. The truck bound down the hill, and just as I thought it would have collided with Ace's car, the eighteen wheeler swerved off into the field, leaving lumber strewn across the road. We slowed down to swerve out of the way. Instead, John sped up, cut in front of us, and hollered.
"Shit man, shit!"
"We lost!"
"You shouldn't have let him beat you, you cock knocker!" Richard hooted, and handed me a beer. Lemme tell you, the rest of the drive was a blast. The road turned to dirt and we trudged forward. Ace pulled off ahead of us, and the boys were confused. Once stopping, Charlie jumped out from the backseat and puked in the bushes, John snickering as he stepped out and lit another cigarette. He waved for us to get out of the car, and the boys acted lost.
"Where are we?"
"Why did we stop?"
"Are we there yet?"
"Quit your yapping." John snapped. "I wasn't kidding; get the poles: I want to get some steelhead out of the river". He walked over and took my hand again, leading me away from the group.
"Are we really fishing?" I giggled.
"No, I want to show you something." And with that we kept walking. A couple minutes later we came to a clearing where I saw a cute little pond overlooking the valley.
"Oh, wow." I was bug eyed. This place was beautiful.
"Maybe this can be our new safe haven?" John asked lightly. "It's a lot nicer than our old hide out, don't ya think?" I smiled and pulled him in. His cologne was welcoming, and the cigarette smell suited him. His hands went down my back, pulling me close. It was fine...until it hit the scar. Then I jumped back.
"I can't complain. There's one thing it's missing though." I smirked, changing the subject.
"Oh?" he asked looking down. "What's that?" And with that, I pushed him into the pond. "You are so fucking dead!" he laughed, and splashed at me, coming back to dry land.
"Oh shit!" I laughed, running the other way. He scooped me up, wet and mud covered, and wouldn't let me go. "Put me down!" I giggled, but instead he headed back to the pond. "No way, John! I'll get all wet!" "That's the point."
He carried me out to the middle of the pond, and the water was actually warm. We spun around, and I pulled him close again. He stopped, pulling away far enough so I could see his face. He was so handsome, and his eyes bore into mine. "Sadie, please don't leave again. I don't know if I could take it." He tilted up my chin up, and I stepped it up. I pulled his head close and kissed him. I could feel his smirk for a moment, and then he kissed back. It was slow and passionate, and he wouldn't let go. As if all the tension had been released from him, his rugged demeanor had fallen away. He laughed against my lips and kissed me again. And again. And again. John was perfect.
"It's about time!" I heard from the other side of the pond. Pulling away quickly, I saw Richie leaning against a tree.
"Buzz off!" John shooed him away, and he kissed me again. We laughed together.
"The boys are getting a little stir crazy. Better I find you than them, so hurry it up." Richie said with a smirk. John groaned and we trudged out of the pond, back to the car. This time I rode with John, his arm around me the whole way. We stopped on a dirt road in the middle of the woods. The warm air had almost entirely dried our clothes, and the only thing that had remained a mess was my tangly hair.
"I think I'll stay in the car. I don't think I'm up for seeing a dead kid." I said sheepishly. John nodded, kissed my forehead, and walked off with the boys. After a few minutes of being alone, I got out of the car and stretched my legs. Out of nowhere I heard yelling, and followed it to where the Cobras were huddled around.
"It's not fair, he's ours!." A voice called. Looking down the hill I saw John and Richie in a standoff with...Chris! And his friends.
"I'll give you two choices." John started dangerously. "One: you leave, and we take the body; or two: you stay, we beat the shit out of you, and we take the body."
"Why don't you go home and fuck your mother some more?" Chris spoke up boldly. In an instant John pulled a knife his way.
"You're dead." He spoke coldly.
"John, stop!" I cried. I froze, as did the Cobras. He wouldn't look at me. My eyes darted back and forth from Rich to John and Chris. Why wasn't he doing anything?
"You're going to have to kill me, Ace." Chris wasn't backing down. This isn't worth getting hurt over! And Richie just stood there!
"No problem." John snickered and stepped forward.
"No!" I yelled, and in an instant I was barreling down the hill, and slipping I wedged myself between John and Chris.
"Sadie, no!" I heard someone yell. I flailed my hands out to catch my fall, and instead I was met with a searing pain. My arm was sliced on the pocket knife. John had taken my shoulders, and I couldn't get my footing together.
"What the fuck did you do to my sister, you asshole!"
"You're dead meat!"
"Shoot, Gordie!" I heard the shot, but didn't register it. Chris was yelling at Gordon, and Richie was yelling at John.
"You fucking missed Gordie! You shot my sister! "
"It was an accident!"
"Ace, we've gotta get out of here!"
"No, these kids have to pay!"
"What the hell is going on?" I voiced, and looked down. I was grazed by the bullet, and looked down to see blood seeping down the left hand side of my body. Fuck. I looked to John, and there was anger, and dare I say….fear, in his eyes. Chris looked like a deer in the headlights, and I grabbed his hand. "Chris, get out of here. Go home." I said urgently, and fell back.
"Sadie!" John cried, and scooped me up. I remember being carried back to the convertible and the boys scrambling. John tied his shirt around the cut in my arm and Richie wrapped his belt around the gash in my side. I was numb. "Let me be with her!" John yelled, but he sounded far away.
"You've gotta fucking get us home, now . Drive!" Rich said, and sat next to me in the backseat. I saw John curse and hit the steering wheel, and then we sped off. My hand was soaked in blood, and I couldn't focus. "Sadie, you've gotta stay awake." Richie said, holding my hand. "Please stay awake." It was too much to handle though, and the pain had gotten to me. I let tears blur my eyes, and they grew heavy.
"I need you Sadie, please ..." I heard coming from the front seat.
That's the last thing I remember.
Sadie's in for some crazy shit! I hope you guys have enjoyed, and I would love to know what you think! Much love, Crimsonsky132