Hey everyone. Well, I'm back with the new installment, and hopefully you'll enjoy it. I must've spent about three hours writing that last half of it today, and I have yet another exam tomorrow, which luckily I can't really revise for. So I'm on a break. Anyway, sorry about the wait, but after Monday I'm on Xmas hols, so hopefully I'll be able to get another chapter up then. Well, I have a feeling you'll be demanding the next chapter anyway by the time you finished this one.
Disclaimer: I don't own beyblade, or, unfortunately Kai Hiwatari and Johnny McGregor. Honestly, do I look like I'd be here if I did?
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Eye of the Storm
Chapter Twenty Nine: Catching A Bullet
Time flew by. The Victorian Christmas Ball and the play were both a success (it was so hilarious to watch Kai pretend to shoot Fred and for Fred to die dramatically and rather enthusiastically in my arms. In fact, it was so hilarious, while most people thought I was crying my eyes out, I was actually laughing so hard, I cried. I grinned in amusement when complimented later for my realistic acting).
When school let out for the holidays, Holly and Danny worked their asses off trying to perfect the plan, considering they're the brains of the group. And Danny is that little wilder than Holly (little? Sorry, I mean, waaaaay more…) so he was definitely the one to add the danger to the plan. And c'mon, the plan wouldn't exist if it weren't dangerous.
The Twins' Basement had become our official HQ and we spent more time there, discussing things and working on our mini projects than we did at our own homes. Danny spent half his life pouring over a map of Taniana and blueprints of the church Jamie and Kara were getting married in than he did flirting with Mattie, and that's saying something. Although he manages to incorporate the two together when Mattie slips into his lap bearing coffee and kisses him on the cheek.
Sometimes I wonder if Johnny and me were ever that revolting and incredibly frustrating. Get together ALREADY!
Holly became more focused on the plan too, therefore pushing aside any depressing thoughts. But most of the time I ended up napping on the sofa in her room anyway, making it easier for me to wake her up when she had a nightmare, which was nearly every night.
I worry about my sister all the time now. Her and Kara, who seems to throw up every morning and occasionally gets all snappy. It's like she's constantly PMSing, only with added vomiting. Scary.
And with the added stress of being married within the week? Yeah, it only gets her even more snappish.
Is it any wonder the only person who dares go near her is Max?
"Willow, we're out of coffee again!"
It's three days before Christmas, and I still need to buy everyone presents. The only person I have sorted is Fred, and that's from a chance encounter with the perfect present ever a few weeks ago.
"Why do I have to get it?"
"You don't. Just tell Fred!"
I rolled my eyes and clambered to my feet. All around me were piles of papers of legal shit since me and Fred were working on trying to find another loophole in the contract. Kai had managed to sneak into Voltaire's office and grab a copy. Unfortunately, we weren't succeeding in our search as of yet.
"FRED!" I yelled as I entered his bedroom, which was empty.
Where the heck is he?
"FRED!"
No reply. Had he gone out and neglected to mention it? No, he told me he was just going to his room to grab one his Dad's law books. His Dad is a lawyer, which is kinda useful.
I turned around and crashed straight into Johnny.
"Hey," he said, grabbing my non-injured arm to steady me.
"Hey," I greeted, "Have you seen Fred?"
"Fred? Nope. I was about to ask if you had actually,"
I sighed. Brilliant. My research buddy has disappeared. And we're out of coffee. How on earth is anyone meant to function around here without coffee?
"Johnny, can I borrow some money to buy coffee? I'm totally skint and we just run out and I hate to ask, but y'know how its gonna get if there's a sudden shortage of caffeine--"
"Willow!"
I fell silent.
"Honestly, you know I don't mind you borrowing money. I've got a bank account so huge a few quid some coffee isn't going to be noticed, and you know it. So stop with the pride and stubborn thing already when it comes to my money!" Johnny said sternly.
"What pride thing!" was my immediate defence.
Johnny groaned.
"That pride thing! Also that stubborn thing!"
"What!"
He rolled his eyes, reached down and kissed me, while pressing a fiver into my hand.
"Go get some coffee."
I was about to argue but the next thing I know, he's gone! Bloody hell!
I'm not stubborn.
I'm not.
Nuh uh.
No way.
"Willow?"
I paused, hand half way to the doorknob. I looked back and let my arm drop upon seeing Kara walking tiredly towards me.
"Where you going?"
"I'm just gonna get some coffee," I replied warmly.
"Could you wait half an hour or so? I've got to go down to the chemists and it'd be easier if we went together," Kara said, pushing back her blue bangs from her face.
"Sure, babe." I agreed, taking off my jacket and hanging it up on the already full coat rack.
"I'm just gonna take a shower. I won't be long," Kara muttered, turning around and heading towards the bathroom. I sighed, staring at the youngest Hiwatari's retreating back. She seemed so down most of the time, what with being sick and having to get married to a guy she really doesn't like that much plus Voltaire, it seems, has been demanding her return to their house, instead of being here or my place all the time.
"Hey Willow, has your hand healed yet?" Jamie called from the kitchen.
I glanced down at the bandaged hand that no longer needed a sling and didn't hurt anymore. Was it healed yet? My bones always healed pretty fast for some odd reason.
"Dunno. Maybe." I replied, walking into the kitchen where Jamie was making a sandwich.
"Wanna spar a bit? We'll need you on the day to be able to fight." He said, biting into his sandwich. "Oh, and we're out of coffee."
"I know." I grumbled, glaring at the coffee machine as is waiting for it to sprout coffee powder. "Spar? I dunno Jamie, my hand might not be up to it,"
He put down he sandwich and stepped in front me. "Hit me as hard as you think your hand can handle," he said calmly. I looked at him incredulously but shrugged. I mean, come on, Jamie may be nuts but he isn't stupid.
So I curled my hand into a fist and tucked my thumb in. I contemplated the curled hand for second before letting it lash out, connecting with Jamie's jaw. To my surprise, Jamie stumbled back, his back colliding with the table, before sliding into a chair with a quiet ooph.
"Jesus, Sandy! I think your hand's healed for the better. That was some punch!" Jamie said, rubbing his jaw tenderly.
"Oh God, sorry!"
Jamie snorted, and waved my worried look away, "S'alright, I can handle a little pain, y'know. You just caught me off guard,"
"The great James Hearn, caught off guard? Damn, someone hand me a trophy." I gasped with obvious sarcasm, earning a golden coloured glare. I grinned back.
"DUCK!"
"What the hell!"
"I told you to duck, not catch it!"
"Yeah, well, you of all people should know, Sandy Lily Tate, that my reflexes are better than most. You duck. I catch. Simple."
"I'd love to see you catch a bullet."
"Don't be stupid."
"I'm not, I'm contemplating the impossible."
"…Shut up."
"He he. Poor Jamie's a little baffled."
"…"
"Aww, poor Jamie—"
"…"
"…"
"…"
"Jamie?"
"What?"
"Kiss me again."
I blinked, shaking my head. Damn memories unearthing themselves at the weirdest moments.
"Yo. Sandy. Alive, anywhere?"
My eyes moved to the nineteen year old sitting before me, looking as hot as ever. God, this guy is in love with me. Why? He could have anyone. Anyone. Why did he have to choose me? Why did he have to chose the girl who still loves him- but not in that way, cos her heart already belongs to another?
"Alive and kicking, sorry to disappoint you," I replied easily.
Stupid feelings. Stupid goddamned lust.
"Not disappointed." Jamie said, getting to his feet. "Sounds like Kara's finished her shower. Are you going to the Chemists with her?"
"Yeah, I'm heading in that direction anyway, gotta get that coffee."
"Well, just be careful okay? Its not safe out there." Jamie said, looking out the window into the twilight that was quickly fading into the night. I gave him a weird look but he seemed lost in his thoughts. I internally shrugged, I mean, what's out there that could possibly be dangerous? It's Taniana for God's sake. Nothing happens here. Crime level of about once a month. Well, reported anyway. I can't say much for people like Tala and Kai getting up to no good all the time…
"Whatever you say," I muttered, heading towards the door, where Kara was shrugging on her jacket. I pulled mine off the coat hanger and slipped on the old leather jacket that had been with me for years.
"Shall we?" I asked Kara cheerfully.
Kara nodded, and to my delight, gave me a smile.
"Okie dokeys. Letsa go!" I grinned, opened the door and stepped outside after Kara. Slamming the door shut, I finally spotted Fred, Nick and Sky all making a snowman in the deep snow that surrounded the house.
So that's where the conniving little slacker is… I thought, eyeing the twins and my best friend laughing and messing around. I scooped up a handful of snow, balled it up and lunged it towards Fred. It hit him square on the back of his head."OI!" Fred roared, whirling around.
"THAT'S FOR DITCHING ME TO DO ALL THE WORK!" I yelled back, and Kara let out a squeal as there was a sudden onslaught to snowballs in our direction. I grabbed her hand and pulled her into a dead run away from the others, all the while laughing.
We slowed down upon reaching the street corner. "Okay, lemme just catch my breath." Kara gasped between giggles, resting her hands on her knees. "Damnit, is it just me or am I going totally unfit?"
"Don't be silly. You're just fat." I joked.
"Really?"
I looked at her alarm, "What? No! Of course not! I was only joking!"
Kara seemed uncertain and was poking her belly, "Well, if you're sure…"
"Of course I'm sure! Didn't you know? Even God takes advice from me, I'm that sure."
Kara giggled again before shaking her head. "C'mon you crazy nut, lets go before we die from the cold."
"Alright…"
"That'll be $3.99 please."
I dug around my pocket for the $5 bill Johnny had lent to me earlier, finding it scrunched up at the very bottom, squashed underneath my bundled up gloves. I pulled it out and gave it to the cashier, all the while grabbing the large bag of coffee powder and putting it in my rucksack.
"That's $1.01 change and your receipt. Have a nice Christmas."
"You too." I mumbled, taking the change and stuffing it into my pocket. Kara would be either still in the Pharmacy across the road or waiting on the street corner like she said. As I stepped out into the snow, cursing about the cold, something caught my eye.
It was Kara. She was standing just out side the Pharmacy, clutching a paper bag and arguing with two thugs in suits wearing earpieces. Talk about flashy…
"Its not safe out there." That's what Jamie said…this is what he meant!
Suddenly one of thugs grabbed Kara around the middle, hoisting her onto his shoulder. My eyes widened as I realised several things: those thugs belonged to Voltaire, and they were about to kidnap Kara.
"WILLOW!"
I dropped my rucksack and took after them, heart pounding and head spinning with all sorts of thoughts but one stood out clearly: Get. Kara.
"WILLOW, HELP!"
"Shut up wench!" grunted one of thugs, and as they opened their mouth to say more, I finally caught up and lunged at the one carrying Kara.
I landed into the snow, the slippery surface giving me momentum to hook my leg around his thick, heavy ones. He fell hard and fast, grunting in surprise and pain as he landed face first in the snow, luckily letting go of Kara. She scrambled to her feet as the other thug charged towards me, fist flying but I ducked and smashed my own fist into his stomach, but it hardly affected him. He simply snorted and threw his arm casually into my own stomach as if swatting a fly with the desired effect; it sent me flying backwards.
Damn bastard was using brute strength and a seventeen year old girl, even with the knowledge of martial arts, was no match.
But I'll be damned if they get Kara!
The one that had fallen flat on his face was up and reaching for Kara again, but she darted out of the way, only to land in someone's arms. I looked up blearily—
SHIT!
NO!
"Well, well, well, what do we have here?" came the silky voice that could only be associated with one person.
Voltaire Hiwatari!
"Miss Tate has been putting up a fight for our little Kara has she? Tut tut, no young girl such as yourself should be fighting. Its uncouth."
I slowly got to my feet, eyes never leaving those cold dark orbs.
"Let her go." I snarled, taking several steps forward.
"Ah ah ah!" he sang warningly, arm winding around her neck. Kara's auburn eyes widened and she struggled furiously, but the old man was not as weak as he looked.
"If you know what's good for her, you'll stay put like a good little girl." He said with a manic grin. My hands curled into fists again and I suppressed the urge to get a knife and plunge it into his black, frozen heart. Metaphorically speaking, of course.
Or perhaps not.
"LET HER GO!" I screamed, rushing forward, hoping to knock his teeth out and make him let go of Kara at the same time. Such plans were foiled by one of the thugs, the brunette that had swatted me backwards like a fly, colliding with me. I fell to the ground painfully, side aching and it got even worse when the thugs huge hands came from nowhere and pressed me to the ground. I struggled and he growled angrily, ice blue eyes glinting, and I knew there was no way I could escape now.
"NO! Voltaire -Grandfather- tell them to leave her! She has nothing to do with this!" Kara yelled.
"It'll serve her right for meddling in other people's business, don't you think? But very well, Granddaughter. Franco, leave Miss Tate be."
At once the thug, Franco, got up, relieving me from the crushing weight his hands had applied to my shoulders. I got up quickly, but they were already shoving Kara into a black SUV.
Oh God no. They can't. They can't do this. He can't do this!
"You won't marry them, Voltaire! I'll make sure you won't!" I yelled after him, as he got into the SUV as well. He gave me a arrogant smirk, and said:
"Tell Kai to be home for supper."
I watched in despair and horror as the SUV door slammed shut and pulled away from the kerb, leaving me standing knee deep in snow and aching all over.
Voltaire has Kara.
"EVERYONE IN THE LIVING ROOM, NOW! NO QUESTIONS, NO DAWDLING, JUST GET IN THERE!" I yelled as I burst through the door. I threw my rucksack to the ground, hearing the sudden movement of everyone, the loud noisy chatter as they wondered what the hell had happened this time.
I pulled off my jacket as I walked into the living room, still breathing hard from running all the way. Almost everyone had been in the living room already, only now all attention was on me.
"What happened?" Johnny asked, concerned when he saw my pinks cheeks and blazing eyes. He helpfully took my jacket and placed on the back of chair, leading me towards an armchair and setting me down. I was still shaking all over from the anger and the cold, I could barely think except the constant: he has her. He had her. He has her.
"Where's Max?" I asked quickly.
"I'm here." Said my blonde brother, walking into the room from the kitchen. I stared up at him in horror, wondering exactly how my sibling was going take the news.
"Kai?"
"Here." Said the auburn eyed teen.
How is he gonna take it? His baby sister is in the hands of their sadistic grandfather…oh Jesus…
I took a deep, shaky breath, clutched Johnny's hand and prayed to God (for the first time in my life) that Kara was okay.
"Voltaire's taken Kara."
The reaction was immediate. Max turned a sickly pale colour, gripping the glass of hot chocolate in his hand so hard that it shattered in his grip, splashing boiling hot liquid over his hands and little bits of glass cutting into his skin. Kai was on his feet so fast that only Mirror realised what he was doing and had to latch on his arm and plead him to stay so that we could sort the whole thing out. Auburn eyes became two orbs of frozen fires of fury.
"Are you okay? Did he hurt you?" Johnny asked softly as the whole room erupted into to noise.
I shook my head, hating the tears that were welling up in my eyes.
"He just took her." I whispered brokenly, "These two thugs were there and I couldn't even take on one, and suddenly he was there, and he took her and I…I couldn't even…stop him…"
All around there were voices, shapes and blurs, yelling and the constant whir of chattering, it was going round and round in my head, round and round…auburn eyes flashing in fear…she's screaming…screaming my name…
"I WANT HER BACK!" I suddenly hollered, tears rolling down my cheeks, "I WANT MY BEST FRIEND BACK!"
There was sudden silence as everyone turned to look at me.
"And we'll get her back." Mirror said decisively. "Isn't that why we're here? We can do this. We'll get her back and we'll free her of this madness. Now, Holly, why don't you get something for Max's hands? Kai, you can go home and give us a call about how she's doing. Everyone else, get back to your projects. We need everything perfect."
Everyone stared at her in amazement.
"What? You think I can't be all bossy and leader like Willow? Hop to it!"
They hopped to it.
"See, Lils?" Johnny said softly, gathering me up in warm, much welcomed hug, "Everything will be fine."
I bloody well hope so.
Christmas Day
"Be careful, okay?"
I nodded as I placed a foot in Fred's cupped hands, taking a deep breath.
"Now."
He pushed his hands up harshly, forcing me to throw myself upwards. A split second later I threw my arms out and grabbed hold of the balcony railing. Dangling seven feet from the ground, I heaved myself up and onto marble railing top.
The balcony led into the library, but that wasn't where I wanted to go. I still had to get up another floor. If I turned around, I would be able to see my bedroom window just a storey up, right across from Kara Hiwatari's bedroom.
"Fred!" I whispered loudly down at the redhead watching me. "Get outta here before someone sees you!"
"Alright, jeez!" Fred huffed, vaulting over the fence that separated my house and the Hiwatari house. He joined Max who was staring at me intently over the fence.
"Bloody hell," I cursed under my breath, bending my knees slightly before taking a huge jump across from the balcony onto the roof of the conservatory. I landed with a thump and the glass panes shuddered slightly. Gasping for breath, I looked down to see Kai staring back up at me through the green leaves. He nodded once, and I began to move again.
Of course, by the time I got to Kara's balcony I was starting to wonder if I should take up rock climbing. I mean, I got here, didn't I? No easy feat, I'm telling you.
"What the hell d'you think you're doing?" Kara hissed as she rushed out onto the balcony and pulled me over the marble railings.
"Came to see how you are!" I answered cheerfully, finally inside the safety of her room.
"Willow, you could've asked Kai as to how I was."
"Are you kidding? He's a guy! Tell him your okay and he'll think it. Never heard of saying one thing and feeling another, have they?" I snorted in disbelief, taking in Kara's carefully brushed hair and for once let down to fall just past her shoulder. She was half wearing her wedding dress, a simple white dress that shimmered in the light, falling to her ankles. The back was undone. "Come on then, turn around, I'll zip it up for you."
She hesitated, before slowly turning around. I zipped up the dress and adjusted the straps resting on her shoulders. I took hold of her shoulders and made her turn around again.
"There. You look absolutely gorgeous. Shame it's the wrong wedding, eh?" I said with an encouraging smile.
She stared down at the floor, bangs hiding her eyes. When she looked up again, her striking auburn eyes were full of tears.
"Hey. Hey! Please don't. Babe, don't cry. If you cry I'll get myself all worked up! And a worked up Willow isn't very nice, and you of all people should know that!"
Kara laughed bitterly, wiping away the tears with back of her hand.
"Get me out of this nightmare, Will." She whispered, "You'll get me out won't you?"
"Always," I replied, giving her a hug.
"KARA! YOU BETTER BE READY!"
Kara gasped and quickly pushed me behind her king sized bed. "You know my cabinet with the lock? The combination is Max's birthday. Look in there and there'll be a plastic stick. You'll recognise it. At the wedding, tell me the verdict okay?" she muttered quickly, before standing up straight and hurrying over to her vanity table.
The door burst open and Franco came through. I resisted the urge to get up and throw a punch at the man who had defeated me easily.
"Miss Kara, your Grandfather wishes us to leave now."
Kara sighed, stood up carefully and walked towards the door. As soon as the door slammed shut, I quickly stood up again and rushed towards the wooden vanity table. Underneath it was a loose floor plank. Prising it open, I found myself staring at the metal box that I had never seen unlocked. Kara had only showed it to me in case there was an emergency.
Well, this is definitely an emergency.
I deftly turned the lock back and forth, hearing the click down three times before it snapped open. Hands shaking, I pulled on the door and it swung open silently. I nimbly snatched up the plastic stick lying among the papers and small, priceless things that Kara treasured and stumbled back in realisation.
Pregnancy test.
It was blue. What the hell does blue mean? I looked inside the cabinet again and found the instructions, eyes wide.
No way.
It just—
I don't understand! How could she be so careless? How could she—oh, God, Kara…
Blue means…
Positive.
"Where the hell have you been!"
I skidded to a stop, ducking behind the shrubbery next to Sky.
"I told you, I went to see Kara!" I hissed.
"Willow. It's five to one, okay? All the guests are inside and Jamie is standing up front. The wedding is about to start!" Sky retorted.
I opened my mouth to reply but ended up being bonked over the head. I glared over my shoulder at Johnny, Danny, Mattie and Max.
"Don't argue, please." Danny pleaded.
"Alright!" I huffed, crossing my arms and settling down. "We've got to wait another fifteen minutes anyway. Have you seen Kai?"
"Yeah, we saw him going up with Jamie, him being best man and all. We got the signal." Mattie said, playing with her black tipped pink hair. "We got word from Mirror and her lot too. They're in place."
I sighed in relief. "Okay, that's great."
"Guys?" Max said quietly, and we all turned to look at him, "Even if we manage to get Kara away from him, who's to say it won't happen again? He'll keep sending people after her and he'll be able to do it legally, since she'll still be bound by the contract."
"No, she isn't."
"Huh?" everyone chorused.
"She's no longer bound by the contract. Voltaire just doesn't know it yet," I said without looking at any of them; I was staring up at the church we would be soon entering forcibly.
Somewhere in there was Kara and Jamie, standing side by side at the alter, waiting for us.
Waiting for freedom.
"HUH?"
I snorted, then sighed. "You'll see."
The next fifteen minutes were possibly the longest in my entire life. We sat there in complete silence, tensely waiting for the go ahead sign.
Suddenly I could see Mirror and everyone perked up at seeing the black haired girl approach the two thugs from before (Franco and that other guy) who stood guarding the front doors to the church, which had remained shut ever since the last of the guests had gone in.
"Hey there!" Mirror greeted cheerfully.
Franco and the other guy looked at each other uncertainly.
"Hey, listen, reckon I could get past? I'm friends with the couple getting married."
"Sorry. Only family guests." The unnamed one grunted. I gotta find out his name y'know. Until then…Thickhead will do!
"Aw, really? Any possibility I could get in anyway? I mean, its not as if I'll be causing any trouble. I just wanna watch my friends get married!" Mirror said with positively bright grin.
"I'm sorry, I'm afraid I'm going to have to ask you to leave the premises." Franco said with a pointed look.
Still with a bright grin, "Well, that's a shame, cos I won't be leaving any time soon. So, am I gonna have to barge past you two with force?"
Franco and Thickhead, as I so adeptly named him, traded amused looks.
"Oh yeah? You and what army?" Thickhead sneered.
The upbeat look on Mirror's face disappeared in an instant and her cherry eyes deepened to blood red, her face darkened and bloody hell she looks like the female version of Satan! I'm telling you, she's that scary! She glanced over her shoulder only to see us approaching calmly, our group joined by Fred, Nick, Ozuma and Tala.
She turned back to the confused pair with a horrifyingly evil smirk. Has she been taking lessons from Kai or something?
"This army." She growled, and we pounced.
It only took me, Sky and Mirror to force Franco into unconsciousness, thanks to the fact that Mirror is no sissy and Sky and I are very adept at the art of making people fall unconscious. Although Mirror was, at one point, punched on the hip (his aim was a little off thanks to the fact Sky had jumped on his back) and I was almost flattened when he finally keeled over.
Thickhead was dealt with pretty quickly too, since he had several people attacking him and two of those were Danny and Mattie who are pretty damn good at knocking people out as well.
"MAX, GO!" Mirror shouted.
The blonde nodded and barged through the double doors and into the church, where everyone whirled around to stare at him.
Ironically enough, the priest had just finished asking if anyone had any reason to believe that the couple should not be wedded. Is hating each other a good enough reason?
"I OBJECT!" Max yelled.
There was a sudden round of gasps.
Dramatic, much?
"I object too!" I gasped, running in after Max and trying to catch my breath.
"As do I." Kai said loudly, and both Jamie and Kara's family turned to stare at him in shock.
"NO!" Voltaire bellowed, jumping to his feet, "Franco! Joe! Get these brats out of here!"
"Not gonna happen anytime soon!" Mirror said cheerfully as she bounced in with everyone else. Kai grinned at her.
"I told you I wouldn't let you marry them, didn't I, Voltaire?" I said, stalking up to the front, Max on my heels, "Forcing them to marry each other is illegal without their consent y'know,"
There were murmurs amongst the crowds. Did they think this was happening purely from love? Yeah, right! Reality check!
"I have a contract signed by the parents, and you know it Tate!" Voltaire growled, motioning sharply towards Mr and Mrs Hearn who were sitting in the front row.
"Oh. Hi Mr and Mrs Hearn, long time no see!" I greeted cheerfully.
"Hello Willow." Mr Hearn greeted faintly.
I turned back to Voltaire, not without glancing sympathetically at Max and Kara first though. Jamie was watching patiently.
"I know about the contract, but that's been nullified." I stated.
"What?" Mrs Hearn gasped.
"No, it hasn't!" Voltaire said sharply.
Everyone was looking at me in confusion, everyone except Kara who was looking very pale.
"It has." I repeated, reaching into my pocket and pulling out the pregnancy test. I looked at it for a second before throwing it towards Voltaire. It landed with a resounding clatter at his feet.
"Kara is carrying my brother's child."
Several things happened at once. Kara fainted, and Jamie caught her deftly. Voltaire let out a strangled yell and suddenly there were a whole lot more thugs rising from the audience that had broken out into loud chattering.
"GET HER OUTTA HERE!" Kai demanded, as Jamie handed Kara to Max. The next thing I knew I was in a fight with a skinny, tall blonde who was sending flying fists everywhere, fighting clumsily. I ducked a punch, tripped him up and took a glance around. Max was running towards the entrance with Kara in his arms, Jamie hot on his heels and knocking away every lumbering thug that came towards them.
"FUCK!" I gasped as a HUGE guy lunged at me, fist flying, but he was knocked down by a red blur.
"GO!" Johnny yelled, dodging a kick and slamming his elbow into the guy's jaw, "GET MOVING WILLOW!"
I gave them one last look before resignedly moving, but I didn't get very far when I heard a piercing scream that I knew belonged to Mattie.
"NOOOOOO!"
I whirled around, caught sight of the gleaming dangerous weapon resting in Voltaire's hand, and the whole world spun in chaos.
"YOU'RE NOT GETTING AWAY WITH THIS!" Voltaire roared, and as I stared at him, I followed his line of vision and my eyes landed on Max and Kara.
BANG!
NO!
NO!But both Max and Kara had fallen to the ground, and standing in front of them was a gasping Jamie, with deep red blossoming on his white shirt, and he began to fall too in a graceful arc…
Time stopped. Horror filled every cell that existed in my body and all I could was watch him fall—
NO! MOVE WILLOW!
"JAMIE!"I fell to my knees beside him, tears blurring my eyesight.
"Jamie! Please, wake up, WAKE UP! JAMIE!"
Golden coloured eyes that were clouded by pain flickered open slowly.
"Sandy…" Jamie muttered breathlessly, "Look, Sandy. I did it. I caught a bullet."
You duck, I catch. Simple.
Somewhere between my tears I managed a laugh, and Jamie must've heard it because when he closed his eyes again, he had a smile on his face.
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