A/N: So...here it is! I think it's somewhat of a cliffhanger...some action happens, and Logan cuts school.
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Chapter 14: More Attackers. Great.
"What were you and Fiona yelling at each other for this morning?" I asked Rose, as we rode in her truck to my school. She had wanted to drive her motorcycle, but for some reason she didn't.
"She thinks I shouldn't be leaving the house. I think she's overreacting. I mean, I've hurt my shoulder before. I'm sure someone has filled you in on the 'icicle incident,'" she sighed. "I've hurt my ankle before too. In fact, I think I used to sprain one of them once a month! It doesn't happen anymore since I started running, but, I've gotten several concussions too! I mean, you don't get into this type of business without anticipating some injuries," she ranted.
It amazed me how when she went off like that, she could still drive pretty well. In fact, I think she never swerved an inch! She was completely straight. I suppose that maybe that had something to do with her motorcycle. Wait, Fiona insisted that Rose was still hurt, so Rose couldn't drive her baby now could she?
"Was driving the truck some sort of compromise or something?" I asked. Rose smiled a little bit and raised her eyebrows, her eyes never leaving the road.
"Has anyone ever told you that you've gotten far more observant?" she inquired. I chuckled, and nodded.
"Kendall. In fact, he told me that the night before you showed up all bloody. He said I could've taken place as leader." Right as I intended, she laughed really hard. She even leaned forward and slapped the steering wheel.
"Oh, right! I mean, do you know how hard it is- was, for me- to know how to take down an evil doctor who has killed nearly a hundred patients? Just with your words? Man, I haven't done that in a while. I gotta do that sometime soon," she mused. She was laughing up to the evil doctor point. We sat in a comfortable silence for a moment, and I thought of something to say.
"What are you planning on doing once you drop me off at school? I imagine it must be difficult to crawl around in vents with an injured ankle. What did you do to it again?" I asked her. She shrugged as she pulled into my school's parking lot.
"I don't know, I don't care. I don't remember half the things I heard or said when I was high on medication. That was fun; I need to do that again. With this, I don't get a headache in the morning." I gave her a weird look, and she continued. "As for what I do now…you know what? Follow my lead." That just didn't seem like a good idea.
"What are you going to do? You're not gonna knock some girl out and put on her clothes are you? That won't work, you know," I tried to tell her. She waved me off and I got scared for a second.
"Relax, all I'm going to do, is walk you inside, scare some people off, and hand you off to Kendall." I caught up to her right as she said Kendall's name. As soon as she did, she started to bite her lip, and her eyebrows furrowed. Immediately after that, she ran a hand through her hair. I think that must've been a dead giveaway to how she was feeling.
"You alright?" I checked. She tried to smile, and nodded. We walked into the building, and she slung an arm around me. She put a little more weight down than she needed to, and I doubted she was only doing this to make sure everyone knew I was with her.
"Lead the way, Mitchell," she sighed. I smirked once I saw that there were a few football players who backed away a little bit when we walked by. I'd forgotten that she was feared by all of my tormentors.
"How did you scare them so bad?" I whispered in her ear. She grinned a wild grin, and I had to admit, if I weren't somewhat used to her, it would've scared me.
"Just a few practiced expressions and a couple of well rehearsed words and a set tone, that's all I did. The words probably did the most work. Or maybe it was me, a teenage girl, slamming a big jock into their locker, which sent them over the edge. It was fun each and every time I did it," she hissed, her expression darkening. She was too good at that.
"Alright-y! Here you go Kendall, he's all yours. I hope you enjoy keeping him on a leash. Oh and um…sentimolo, dear…Blondie," she spoke sincerely. At least, that was sincere for her. She quickly turned around and left. Kendall and I stared after her. I was shocked, and he was confused.
"What did she say to me?" he asked. I smiled at him.
"She said she was sorry, in the best way she knows how," I informed him. He broke out into a Kendall-smile, which everybody else had to smile at. That was just one of his qualities.
"You ready to go to class?" I asked him. He laughed.
"Carlos and James are already in there. They're both asleep. Xander kept us up on the way here. The dude is loud." I laughed and agreed. We walked down the hall.
"Danny! We missed you Danny," the twins chanted, as they ran up and hugged each of the boy's legs. Rose stood behind them with their coats, trying not to smile. She wouldn't admit it, but the "we" didn't just include the twins.
"Thanks little dude and dudette! I've missed ya! I thought for sure your…whatever she is took you away for forever!" Danny smiled down at them.
"Did you ever get your underwear? Maybe your shirt too?" Rose asked him, making sure he knew that she noticed his shirtless-ness. He smirked at her.
"No. When no one's around, I prefer to walk around in my birthday suit." He waggled his eyebrows at her, and she rolled her eyes.
"You don't care if anybody's around. If I recall, when you heard I had moved in next door, you stripped down and put a rose in your mouth, then leaned against my wall. You called it your 'formal look.'" He blushed.
"Right…I guess you just bring that side out of me," he purred. She merely hardened her expression.
"Never say that again. Now, I can't believe I'm allowing this, but I need you to look after the dude and dudette for a while. I haven't gone running in a really long time," she groaned. He cocked his head.
"You went running like, ten days ago." She stared at him.
"That is forever in my world. I'll see you later," she sighed, handing him D.J. and A.J.'s jackets. She walked to the elevator, and Danny stared after her.
"Guess what I saw last night!" A.J. squealed, and Danny smiled at her cuteness.
The wind in her hair felt great. The air rushing in and out of her lungs felt amazing. The sound of her footsteps was calming. How had she gone so long without this feeling? Rose ran around the dirtier streets of Minnesota, and she was so glad she was finally able to do this.
"Screw Fiona, this is so worth the pain. I can't even feel the pain right now!" Rose breathed. Ignorance was bliss, but Rose never understood the line until that moment.
After nearly an hour of running, she sat down in one of the quieter allies. She had found it once, and was pleasantly surprised to find absolutely no blood spots. It was a clean ally. You just didn't see things like that anymore.
"It should be Logan's lunch break right about now," she muttered to herself as she checked her watch. As she got up to run again, someone turned around the corner a couple blocks away. They scanned the area, and were glad to find Rose coming out of the ally, and running in the same direction they were. They didn't realize of course, that Rose wasn't actually trying to run away from them, she was just running.
"Why isn't she stopping? She knows I'm here doesn't she?" I murmured, running as fast as I could to catch up with her.
"Rose! Hey Rose!" I shouted. She skidded to a stop, and turned her face just so I could see half of it. I was still running, and when she saw that, she started sprinting.
"She's such a demon," I chuckled to myself. I started sprinting as well. When she turned around a corner, I sped up as she slowed down.
"You're evil, you know that?" I huffed when he caught up to her. She laughed, and crash-leaned against the brick wall.
"Oh, really? You generally never see that in a professional assassin," she replied sarcastically.
"You're not an assassin; you're more of a protector. You only kill those who pose a threat to you and those you care about," I told her firmly. She scoffed.
"I didn't care about you at first, and Marks has been dead for a while," she attempted to remind me. Marks…Marks…
"That guy who tried to kill you with snake venom during your hockey game?" she jogged my memory. I nodded, and my mouth formed an 'O'. When it became silent once again between us, I wondered at what moment in time did we become comfortable enough around each other to just stand or sit in silence, and not have to spend every minute talking or being awkward. I was about to point this out, when she stood up straight, her eyes bulging out of her head.
"Not good, not good, not good," she chanted. She grabbed my wrist, and pulled me down the same sidewalk we had run up. I started running once again as I noticed three, maybe four vans altogether, chasing us down.
"How long can we keep this up?" I shrieked. I could hear tires screeching.
"Not long at all! Turn!" she responded as she about dislocated my shoulder yanking me into another ally. How many of these were there on this side of town?
"Go to the fire escape! Now!" she directed at me, shoving me into a hunk of slightly rusted metal. I climbed quickly; suddenly glad of Carlos, who I had to help get down twenty feet trees. Rose was climbing the corner of the alley, made by adjoining buildings. She looked like Spider-girl.
"Come on, we have to hurry! I seriously doubt they won't try ramming into the walls! Trust me, I've been in almost this exact position before!" Rose screamed at me. Sure enough, the first van drove straight into the fire escape. I gasped as I felt it shake, but I was too high to be completely affected, or hit.
Rose helped me over the edge of the building, and we ran to the other corner, where we stopped to catch our breath.
"There's an entire army after you, it seems. Gosh, I wonder how long it will take them to…" she stared at the edge, where she had helped me, and then at the door to the roof of the building.
"You know that first time I saved your life? We're going to reenact it." She didn't even give me a chance to realize what she meant; she was already jumping off the building, with me in her grip.
"None of them will be expecting us to be down here. I don't think they have weapons either, otherwise, we'd be dead by now. They probably expected to run us down. Oh thank goodness, my building!" she huffed.
"Wh- aren't we going to your room? Wait, Rose, you aren't supposed to-" I tried to stop her, but she was already on her way to her motorcycle, but I had never noticed the thing beside it, covered by a sheet.
"This is my other baby. This is built for what I'm planning on doing," she grinned crazily. She hopped on, and I did too, since I seriously doubted she would've wanted me to just stand there.
"Where are we going?" I asked as we sped down the street. There was already a van or two following us.
"The cliffs!" I didn't ask her anymore questions, because at that point, I was already too terrified. I was starting to be afraid of heights.
"You know, when I met you, I thought you were some psychotic killer," I shouted over the motorcycle's engine. She laughed.
"I am. I've failed fifty percent of all tests that would determine whether I was crazy or not. Isn't that hilarious?" she called back. Some of her hair slapped me in the face, along with the wind.
I contemplated, after hearing that odd, and somewhat scary piece of information, whether I should just let go and jump off the motorcycle, and fall to my immediate death by tire. It was that or keep holding on, and die shortly anyway.
"Trust me, though. The only people that will make it out of this are you and me. We'll be fine." Eventual death it was then.
The cliffs came into our line of sight, and we were driving right towards the edge. As we came to be twenty feet away, I realized Rose was actually doing it on purpose. All four (it was definitely four) vans were behind us, and I was panicking more than I ever have. Then our front wheel came off of the edge.
"YOU'RE DRIVING US OFF OF A CLIFF!"
A/N: So...oh wow, I did that at the top AN too. Haha. Okay, so, review! Please! I beg of you! So seriously, hyper.
~RosesAreForWriters