Hi again. Chapter 12 took such a long time I'm trying to write this fast. Well, but fast. So enjoy Chapter 13.
'Love'
Chapter 13
When in shock people can do things they never thought possible. Usually when people do such extraordinary things it is that they are trying to protect or save someone or something they love.
Mai woke up the next morning very revived. She went to sleep early last night out of sheer boredom. Maybe if it was her first night she would have stayed up and night. Although she was wide-awake, Mai fell asleep bored and woke up bored. The only thing she did to entertain herself was tormenting Rick, but she didn't feel like calling him. She had a dream about Joey last night and Rick was the last person she wanted to talk to.
In her dream Joey had found the place she was in and he kill Hunter. Then he broke into her cell and carried her back to her apartment. Perhaps that was why she slept so peacefully. She considered herself foolish for having such a dream.
As she looked around the room she noticed a small tray of food. Rick. He had never done that before but it didn't surprise Mai. She expected it to be a stale piece of bread and water. To her surprise it was a bowl of soup and a piece of bread that wasn't in the least but stale in fact it was still warm. Mai ate it without question. She figured that Rick had done this.
When she finished the soup and bread she tried standing on her bad ankle. She used the wall to help her until she was standing. When she let her foot down on the ground and then put her weight on it she realized that it had healed well. The pain wasn't entirely gone however it didn't hurt her so much that she couldn't stand on it. She now no longer had to limp.
((A.N: Her shoulder has long since healed sorry I left that out.)) Mai felt her ankle. The swelling had gone down. She began to walk around the cell still very bored.
I could call for Rick and then have someone to talk to… but then I would have to pretend I'm a nice person and I'm not a nice person.
But she didn't have to call for anyone. No sooner had she thought this she heard footsteps coming towards her stall. Mai figured they would be Ricks, as it usually was. But as the footsteps got closer they sounder faster and louder than Rick's had ever been.
They were Hunter's. There was no doubt in Mai's mind. She began to shiver though she was not cold. She backed up against the wall. Maybe he'll pass me. Mai waited. They were coming closer.
Joey woke up and went to Tea's room. She was sound asleep, curled into a ball underneath all the covers. He was going to wake up to make him breakfast but she looked so peaceful he decided against it. Joey couldn't cook worth a crap, but he figured Tea had cereal or something. Joey went to the kitchen, found some cereal and ate it. However he didn't eat it all. It tasted awful and stale. When he went to throw the remains away he noticed the trash and how it was totally empty from yesterday when he emptied it.
Joey remembered the hallucination he saw in the cell. But when he thought about it now it seemed so real. He wanted to go back away so he got dressed and left the house. As Joey walked he tried to remember what the alley looked like though the darkness. He had forgotten that he went to the first one he saw.
Finally he came to an old apartment building that looked like it hadn't been in use for years. Joey decided to look there first. A run down building for a run down jail in the basement fit the memo.
Mai was sitting in the corner now trying to hide and of course to no avail. The footsteps were closing in on her cell. It was like death itself was coming to fight her for her very life. Not only had Mia pissed him off, he already said that he had the utmost intention to kill her. She didn't know what to expect.
Finally his face came into view it was just as she had remembered it. It was dark and sinister. Mai tried to backup farther, wishing she could sink into the stones of the wall.
"Mai. You just had to go and stab me."
Hunter pulled back his jacket and showed Mai a cut in his shirt and the nastiest cut she had ever seen.
"Since you threw the God damn thing it punctured the skin at a fast speed. It was like you stabbed me twice in the same place." Hunter was making himself mad now.
Now Mai was not trying to be sassy even though that's what she does best, but she couldn't help herself as knowing and loving clothes, "And even though it has a giant rip and it's got blood on it you still wear that shirt."
Unfortunately Mai hit a nerve. Hunter was extremely angered
"Come here. Where I can see you."
"No you've seen me before."
"COME HERE, GOD DAMN YOU!"
Mai obeyed. She rose from her corner and trembling she walked over to the gate. Mai had never seen Hunter's face in the light and what she saw made her wince. It was scarred and ugly. Mai had never seen anything like it.
When Mai finally reached the bars of the cell, she thought death might have been better.
Joey climbed the old stone steps, careful of the cracks in them. When he reached the door, Joey tried the knob. Locked. It was certainly strange since nobody lived there.
Joey looked around. By the door was a service button, without hesitation Joey rang it and waited. After a while he rang it again.
Ok, it's going to ring again and then I'm going to break the damn door down. If nobody is there the door should be unlocked. If somebody is there they should answer the damn DOOR!
Joey was becoming very annoyed by his being ignored. After a few more minutes Joey declared the door about to be broken in to.
First, Joey tried to ram the door with his whole body. Unfortunately, a lot of pain and energy didn't open the door. Joey began to get angry at the door and rammed it with the side of his body, in hopes the door would open before he was totally paralyzed.
The second attempt was also a failure. The door was almost felt bolted shut…twice. Joey sat down by the door, exhausted.
The neighborhood was quieter than usual that day, however had it not Joey would not have heard the strange and eerie sound of a scream. It was so fate Joey questioned if it was real.
The stillness of the surroundings was so thick, that when Hunter unexpectedly grabbed Mai's neck, she was both taken by the surprise of movement and sudden restraint on her neck; she let out a terrified scream.
"I'm going to pay you back ten-fold for how much blood I lost. That golden hair of yours will be stained and torn."
The sound of the muffled scream was lost as it slipped away. Joey began to get nervous about the sound. It worried him for some reason, so he tried to find out where it was coming from.
As he listened he decided that it was coming from the inside of the building. And even though he wasn't totally sure that he was hearing the right thing Joey felt a sudden need to get in the building.
Joey threw himself at the door again, and again. He felt as if his shoulder would burst but still he tried to break down the door. Again he tried and finally the door fell to the dusty floor and a puff of smoke came up around it.
Joey couldn't actually he knocked down the door. Seeing it laying there he was amazed by his own strength.
Suddenly the sound of footsteps coming down a nearby staircase raised his head. A man dressed in gothic apparel.
"Who are you," the man asked wide eyed. "Who let you in?"
"What do you mean who let me in!" What does it look like? I had to RAM YOUR DOOR!
"You shouldn't be here! Just leave!" The man began to advance towards Joey.
"Who screamed? I heard someone scream!" Joey began.
The man was now in Joey's face. "What are you talking about? Are you crazy, nobody screamed! Now get out of here!"
Before Joey could protest the gothic man who looked weak took Joey and threw him out the open doorway.
"And what do you mean you rammed that door down! It was double bolted! Listen I don't know what you heard, but it wasn't a scream. I live here and you didn't hear anything. Get out of here!"
Maybe I did just imagine that scream; I have been acting strange lately.
Joey sighed. But he didn't feel like giving up. He hallucinated something and now he was hearing things and in the same place? He knew something had to be weird about this place.
Joey turned around and looked at the building. It looked like the apartment that Tea lived in, only it was about ready to fall down and its paint was chipping. The thought of someone living there was just mind blowing. But still Joey was not entirely convinced that he was the one who was out of it.
Joey then remembered the window in the alley. If he was lucky and if he was not mistaken about the scream he would be able to see something. And it was light out so he would be able to see more of the basement…or whatever it was.
He began to creep around the alley that he remembered as the window one. Joey suddenly realized that he was trying to make his presence unknown, trying to be quiet. Fortunately he remained that way. Joey avoiding all the bits of broken glass, all the bags of trash and all the bottles on the ground both glass and plastic until he reached the barred window. Then he heard movement that was not his own.
Joey looked in. The area before him was a stoned floor and wall that was dark despite the time of day. But that was not what Joey was looking at. His eyes were glued to the two figures in the room.
The sight was so shocking Joey couldn't speak he could yell. There before him was Mai and a strange shady figure with his large dirty hand around her neck. Joey didn't know what to be more shocked about; that fact that he had finally found Mai or that somebody was trying to kill her. He tried to yell; he tried rage at that bastard of a man who could somehow stand to crush something so delicate. But he couldn't, his throat had no voice.
The grip on Mai's throat was tightening. She felt the blood in her face stop circulating. Hunter's nails were beginning to sink in to her skin. It was getting harder to breathe. She couldn't scream any more. At that point Mai decided not to fight it, and she closed her eyes.
Anger and anxiety was consuming Joey. He wanted to scream, but he felt like he would do nothing. Besides, if he could get inside the building he could pay that bastard back for what he was doing to Mai.
He couldn't watch any longer. He jumped up from his position and ran to the front of the building as if he was running of his life.
When he reached to front door Joey questioned for a moment if the door was locked again. However looking at it answered his question; the door had been leaned against the doorway from which it had been thrown. With out thinking Joey knocked the door down once again from the doorway and burst into the room.
Joey expected to be greeted by the man who greeted him before and intended on passing him by and if needed, punch him right in the nose. Like Joey had expected the gothic man did come and had a confused and intimidated look on his face.
"Why the hell did you come back!"
The man hadn't finished his sentence before Joey pushed his way through him. Joey didn't go far before he felt a burning pain in the back of his head. Suddenly he was floating instead of running.
Despite the haze Joey could make out another figure advancing towards him then another. But Joey only had one thing on his mind. He had to fight through the obstacles; he had to get to Mai.
Mai and Hunter heard a bang and suddenly Mai could feel her throat regain its strength. She felt air flowing easier through her throat.
Mai heard herself make a high-pitched squeak as she breathed so deeply. It was only when she felt her feet touch the floor had Mai known she was being held up by her throat. She took her chances and crawled as fast as she could to the corner of her cell.
Hunter looked up at the ceiling as if he was trying to see who had tried to get in. Then he turned back to Mai.
"I think I can trust that you'll stay here, so to say the least you will die and I will kill you."
Joey fought his hardest, as hard as he possibly could. He soon lost count of the hands trying to restrain him and he was beginning to lose his breath.
He felt himself thrown only a few men off of him but for everyone he threw off, two more replaced them. But still Joey fought.
Nothing could have stopped him, but that was only what Joey thought. Out of nowhere he felt another bang of burning pain. Then suddenly he couldn't fight anymore. His arms and legs didn't obey his mind. His eyes fell and his body fell with them.
Although he wouldn't allow himself to let go completely out Joey couldn't fight anymore.
"What do you want to do with him?"
"Why don't we just throw him in one of the cells? We can always use prisoners."
"I wouldn't. I saw him break through the front door by himself."
"Fine. Just throw him in an alleyway somewhere. He probably won't remember anything."
Sorry it took so long but we're all back in school so you know how that goes. But anyway if you found bad grammar I couldn't proof read it so sorry again.
'Love.'