Hey guys! I know the past chapter and this chapter are a little bit on the shorter side but it is because I am working on a couple longer chapters but I want your input and how you think things are going. About that, do you ever think, "Hmmmm this is good but can you imagine if so and so happened?" Well the review section is where you put it! I want to hear that from you guys! I want to hear what you want and I want your opinion on stuff. For example, first do you want Zay to have a love interest and secondly do you want to see their prom? Anyway thank you so much for all of your love and support I honestly cry when I look at every review it makes me so happy and excited. One last this, I have a story idea that I want opinions on so if you guys could p.m. me I would love to get your opinion.
Kisses,
Emma
Josh's POV
The sound was something that I had only heard through the thick glass of my window. The pop that was the anthem of the worst New York streets. The pop that single handedly changes someone's future and causes people like Riley to double over in fear that strikes deep and heavy like church bells.
That pop sounded loud and clear in the gym and boy did it shut people up.
You would think that sound would cause riots and screams but it's a lot different when you are looking at a man dressesd in all black with a ski mask raise his gun yet again and shoot up into the rafters.
I looked down at Riley and felt an instant pain of guiltiness, there was nothing I could do to calm her racing mind.
I was suddenly jostled by Lucas slowly and quietly side stepping over to where I was so he could grab Riley from me. He whispered to me that I should go get Maya who was in the back of the gym and I quickly nodded in agreement.
If Riley was safe with anyone but me it was Lucas. As I turned to walk to Maya I saw his strong arms cling to her limp ones in a desperate attempt of hope. We all needed a source of hope in this world, a little madness. Like Riley had said in eighth grade without someone there she would never unclench her hands.
Soon I was within arms reach of Maya who was visibly pale. As soon as I pulled her towards me she jumped as if woken from a trance, or in this case a curse. But this wasn't a kiss the frog and he turns back into a prince curse. No, this was a move slowly and protect the ones you love because we are being held with what looks like six-armed gunman who appear to have no intent of letting us go.
Soon Maya is enveloped in my tall six-foot frame. I feel her sink into my oxford and I quickly turn us around so I could see what was going on.
Nothing. We all just stood there silently waiting. Wondering who was going to make the next move. I had a feeling that if we moved we would be shot. I'm going to air towards the side of caution and stand next to her silently and stoically.
How did we even get here?
Not even six months ago we were all set to go to the best colleges with no fear. It seemed as if Lucas and Riley were turning down the road of love and that Maya and I were going to follow the pattern. And then Riley had to be raped. Now don't get me wrong, I in no shape or form blame Riley. In fact, that wasn't worded well. Then some man had to pull us all into some alternate universe in which we shook in our boots and lived in fear of the shadows that follow us on a daily basis. This psycho man had just come in and thought this looks like a wonderful girl to mar for life doesn't she!
Speaking about marring it appeared that this is going to stay on everyone's personal records. Students everywhere quaked with fear and anxiousness. It was times like these that brought out the heroes and the cowards in all of us. My mom has always told me that just as courageous as it is to stand up to the lion sometimes you had to protect the viewers too. As much as I wanted to drop everything and run and demolish these men I didn't. I breathed deeply and reminded myself that there was a small blonde in my arms that needed these arms around her, not the necks of those criminals.
Zay's POV
Dammit. God dammit. What the hell are they all doing here?
The purple trim on the inside of their sweatshirts was quite apparent and I cringed remembering my own in my closet. Who knew the lining of your sweatshirt could control your life?
I quickly jogged up to the front and broke through the crowd to find Foxtrot, our leader. He glared down at me and then began quietly chuckling, stepping off of the chair that he had used as a podium.
"My boy!" He said as if we bumped into each other at a baseball game.
"What are you doing her F?" I asked with a power beneath my voice that made the whole front row take a large step back into the second row.
"Just a little fear aspect Zodiac. Let them know were here and they can't skirt us forever." He said with a cackle.
"And by them you mean my friends?" I said.
"Of course Z! Who else but the little brunette there." He said while pointing at Riley who was just starting to wake up from her fear induced faint.
"You already did enough F, I know I screwed up with the reds, okay. I'll fix it somehow, you can't take it out on my friends though." I said my hand itching towards the lightweight knife strapped to the area just below my ribs.
"You got until August kiddo." He says with a laugh and one careless gunshot over his shoulder as he jogs out of the gym with the rest of the group. I head a scream of agony and my head snaps in its direction.
The sound is coming from one small little mouth of one small little brunette.
