CHAPTER 11

CLOE POV

For one week the guys have been here and I'm getting sick of Tom's none stop questions about what happened in the club.

"Why weren't you there?",

"You know Naily resembles you a lot. Are you like long lost twins or something?",

"On the way home, Georg mentioned that he saw you. Where you there?",

"If you were, why didn't you tell us?"

Ugh! I just feel like screaming in his ear "You stupid BIMBO why don't you just shut up and go away!!!". But well, I'm still holding my patience.

Yet his questions are starting to worry me. Maybe he suspects something. Maybe he already knows? I saw him sneaking in my room the other night. Darn it Cloe! Just get it out of your head you have other things to worry about!

I was looking at the assignment that the head council gave me and my ears were stuffed with hard rock music. It's the only way I could isolate myself from the world I currently live in now.

Somebody took off my headphones and screamed in my ear. I jumped and almost dropped my laptop. I grr-ed silently under my breath.

"Why you little—"

"No no I'm not the little one, you are" Tom stuck out his tongue and ran away.

I chased him downstairs and as I got down, I stopped and my eyes went wide. He was holding my backpack. He threatened to open it and gave me an evil grin.

"NO! Don't open it!" I ran up to him to get it back. I chased him around the house. He's fast. Curse these short legs! As I almost got to him, he randomly threw the bag over to Bill.

"Bill! Give it back!" I pleaded, running to Bill next.

"No Bill, don't!" Tom yelled and laughed.

"C'mon this is so unfair!" they laughed some more and babbled something in German and continued running again.

Idiots! Both of them! I went into the house and they were sitting on the couch. "Give it back" I barked.

"No" Bill said. He stood up and held the bag high up.

I clenched my fist to hold back my temper. Then Georg came in and confiscated the bag and gave it back to me.

"Stop it guys or you'll make her cry" he said.

"Aww you're no fun!" Tom said.

"Thanks Georg" I held the bag close to my chest and sighed. Thank god it wasn't opened.

"What's so special about that bag anyway?" Bill asked.

"Nothing you should know about okay?" My tone was cold but I didn't care.

"Okay Ms. Grumpy" he said slowly but I heard him.

Gustav came in through the porch door. "Cloe there's someone outside."

I looked out the window and my eyes went wide. What's my boss doing here?! I rushed out the door. As I got to him, I gasped at hisnappearance. His face was covered in blood. He was wet and he was panting.

"OH MY GOD Mr. Doug!! What happen—" I was interrupted by a finger and shushing.

"Shhhh!!! Cloe keep it down!" he said. He wobbled from keeping himself steady so I held his arm for support.

"Come let's get inside" I said.

"No!" he said.

"But you're hurt!" I debated.

"It doesn't matter! I came here just to give you this" he reached his pocket and pulled out a test tube. He put it in my hands and I gripped it tight.

"What's this?" I demand for explanation.

"It's a life's work *pant* please… *pant*keep it… keep it safe" he panted. He put his hands over his stomach and moaned a little.

"Mr. Doug you're bleeding come let me-"

"No I've gotta go" he declined and he moaned some more. "They're coming for me" he said. Then he fell on his feet and started to scream in pain.

"OH MY GOSH!!!" I panicked. I went to him to help him get up and was hoping that finally he would follow me inside. But instead, he didn't want me too.

"I said NO! Go away!!" he shouted and dragged himself across the road. He stopped and grabbed hold a tree trunk to support himself to stand.

"Remember what I said. Keep it—" BANG! There was a loud noise. Mr. Doug was on the ground and he wasn't moving. There was a chopper in the air. It took me a second to realize that Mr. Doug was shot.

BANG! BANG! BANG! The chopper now has changed its aim. I ran to the house missing all the bullets that almost hit me. The chopper was getting closer and more bullets were being shot. I jumped on the porch and rolled behind a wall and stayed there for cover.

GUSTAV'S POV

I peeped through the window to see what's happening. That man looked beat up. He had blood all over. Cloe looked like she was trying to help him but, he didn't want to? He put something in Cloe's hands and then he fell off his feet.

"Gustav you sneaky you!" Bill teased and threw a cushion at me and giggled.

"SHHH!!!" I shushed him and made a finger sign to keep quite. Bill stopped and pouted a little.

Cloe looked panicked. The guy still refused her to help, he stood up himself. Suddenly, with a split second, he was back on the ground.

Cloe ran, there were the sound of gun shots. We all panicked. Cloe took cover on the porch and we didn't know what to do.

"WHAT THE HELL!!!" Georg screamed.

"SHIT! Take cover!!" I ordered. I moved away from the window and hid behind a couch. Georg was under the coffee table while Bill and Tom were behind another couch.

I crouched down to the ground. I covered my ears and squeezed my eyes shut. My heart was throbbing and I was sweating everywhere. The bullets flew through the walls, the windows, breaking anything in its path. The sound of breaking glass and the screams of my best friends were killing me inside.

I was so scared that I started to cry. Tears kept flowing out of my eyes uncontrollably. I was trembling like I had some kind of disease. Then the shooting stopped, the chopper went away and everything was silent.

I opened my eyes. I'm still alive. I was relieved. Then my heart skipped a beat. Are my friends still alive? Then I heard sobs. I sighed of relief, we're safe. The door creaked open; I popped my head at the side. It was Cloe. Thank the Lord she's still alive.

I calmed myself down and got on my feet. I wiped my tears away. "Guys…" my voice cracked.

"Oh My God" I heard a respond. Bill and Tom came out from their hiding place. We hugged each other and cried some more due to the fact that we're still alive and we could've died. We stayed in each other's arms for a while, and then something felt like it was missing.

We heard groaning. I turn my head around. Cloe was on the floor with Georg. He was lying down front ways and he was breathing hard. He had blood stains all over his back…

"GEORG!!!"

A/N: So i left it there. hope you don't mind. i'm sorry it took me forever to make this chap. i had a lot of stuff to do. Trust me, when you study in Malaysia, you'll loose your mind. So please leave me a feedback! =)