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Chapter 12

My mind was blank. I was shocked, dumbfounded, and scared. I looked at my friend who's lying still on the floor in his pool of blood. Alive, breathing, I couldn't tell. I didn't know what to do except watch as the other two individuals shout at each other. I tightened my grip on my twin's hand. I could feel that he too is feeling the same way as I am.

"GEORG!! Oh god, no" Gustav cried as he sat beside our friend. He turned to look at the girl who was one moment pale. Then, he busted out in anger. He shouted, he yelled, he cursed. I was astonished by his actions that were always somewhat invisible until now. He cursed some more and pointed at her, accusing her.

Her anger arouse and gave Gustav a tight slap in the face and that made him shut up. "Yelling is not going to make things better and it's not going to help Georg! How could you accuse me for something that you don't even know what the hell is going on?!" that kept him silent for a moment and then, out of shame, he apologized.

"Uhm… sorry to break this tension we're feeling but uhh… HELLO?! What's going to happen to Georg???!!" Tom yelled. Something unexpected came out from him.

Cloe checked his pulse and said "Hurry his pulse are getting slower!"

"Call the ambulance!" I said.

"No! Not the ambulance! They'll just come back and attack us again!" she said.

"What are you talking about? If we don't call the ambulance right now he's gonna die!!" There were screaming again.

"SHUT UP both of you!" I yelled. Cloe stormed to the kitchen and brought back an aid kit in her hands. She took out a knife blade and settled it at the back of Georg's neck and gave us a look.

"What the hell are you doing?!" Gustav panicked and grabbed Cloe's hands. "Trust me" she said.

"Why should I? I've only known you for a week, how could I trust you? You're a stranger!" Gustav replied. He sounded insulting.

Those words made Cloe's eyes grew wide. She clenched her fist and I could see that she was holding back. I suddenly felt that it was the right time to draw a line between Cloe and Gustav.

Tom and I pulled Gustav back so that Cloe could save Georg and hopefully bring him back to life. Tom dragged Gustav away to talk some sense into him. I thought he needed it. Trashing someone out was way too low for Gustav. It also wasn't fair for him to accuse her like that.

I knew how he felt, heck even I feel the same way. But who am I to judge? I might sound crazy because I can't really think. I myself am feeling idiotic more than ever.

"Bill, help me out" Cloe called.

I stepped closer to her, bent down and asked her what she needs.

"Cou-could you help me tear off his shirt" her voice sounded as if she was holding back her tears. Without questions ask, I did what I was told. Georg's back was revealed. Blood stained his skin and there were pieces of glass sticking out of his body. I almost vomit at the sight of it.

Slowly, Cloe used the tweezers to get them out. Then, she took some alcohol and cleaned the blood.

She started the stitches and stitched up the wounds carefully as a surgeon would do. Then, her hands were shaking, she lowered her head down and her shoulder bounced. Soon after that, she was sobbing.

GUSTAV POV

Tom led me to a store and closed the door shut. "What?" I spat. He didn't answer, he just looked at me.

"What?" I repeated as I was getting annoyed with his silent treatment.

He shook his head and said "Asshole".

"Excuse me"

"Asshole! What happened back there? And where did all of those cursing come from?"

"As if you never cursed!" when did he become so considerate?

"Of course I curse! I curse all the time!" he admitted.

"So what's wrong if I curse?" I was getting confused.

He sighed and walked towards me. "It's just that I haven't seen you like that before."

"I'm sorry" I said.

"For what?"

"Acting so irrational. I just couldn't control myself"

"I know, I would do the same. But the way you acted just now… I don't even know if Cloe wants to save him… You hurt her feelings"

"I know, I know" him reminding is scaring the hell outta me.

"So what are we going to do now?" Tom asked me.

"I. don't. know" I stared at the wall, letting my mind turn blank. Then, I heard a loud gasp. Tom and I turned to each other with shock and panic in our eyes. We race out the door, through the kitchen and back to the living room.

There we saw Bill's eyes drowned in tears, Cloe's head lowered and blood splattered everywhere. My heart skipped a beat, I was about to faint. Is this really happening? Is he really gone?

CLOE POV

It was hard for me to concentrate while I was being shout at and being accused for so many reasons. I was mentally screaming inside. The moment when the twins had dragged Gustav away, I was actually relieved. I can't believe he thought I was going to kill his best friend's life!

I called out to Bill who was left as Tom and Gustav went somewhere else. Bill helped me to rip off Georg's shirt so that it'll be easier to remove the pieces of glass. I would have done it myself but somehow I felt weak.

As I started to stitch, I began trembling. But I didn't show and continued to work. Bill sat beside me, watching me closely as I pulled the needle through Georg's skin. Bill's face tensed and he turned his face away.

"Sorry" he said. I didn't respond to him, I was more focused on the stitching and plus, the guilt was roaming my body. It was as if it's trying to control me. I tried to fight it, but I lost. My hands began to tremble when I finished. Tears filled my eyelids. I couldn't hold it; instead I let my emotions take over me.

Bill turned to me with worries. He looked scared, I was afraid that he might think that I let his friend die. I stayed silent. I wiped my tears away and took a needle, and filled up the syringe. I sat Georg up right and gave him an adrenaline shot. Within seconds, he winced and twitched. It was a clear sign that he's still alive or otherwise…

Bill gasped. It sounded happy and relieved. Tom and Gustav came in just in time. They had the same impression as Bill. They waited as Georg opened his eyes and coughed. His face was still pale because of the amount of blood that he lost. And with that, three worried faces rushed by his side.

"Georg thank god!" they cried. They hugged him and cried some more. Georg looked confused put responded to their hug.

"Guys… its okay" he said slowly.

"Give him some air" I told them. They backed away as ordered.

"Are you okay? How are you feeling?" Gustav asked.

Georg opened his mouth, but no words came out. It was side effect from the adrenaline shot. "Don't worry, it's just the adrenaline. You'll be able to speak soon" I told him. He nodded.

Gustav gave me a look. His expressions were unreadable. I avoided eye contact and stood up. I took a few steps and suddenly "I'm sorry". I looked at my feet and said "It doesn't matter, cause we have to leave".

"What, why?"

"Cause they'll come back and kill you – us for sure!"

"Cloe what the hell? What are you talking about?"

"If I tell you, you wouldn't understand"

"Whatever" he sounded annoyed and grabbed his phone. "I'm calling Jost". He must think I'm crazy.

I ran up to him tried to confiscate his phone. But his reflexes were fast. He stood up and ran across the room. He dialed the number, and it was ringing.

"Gustav, give me the phone"

"Why? So that you could pull out more crazy stunts?!" again! He accuses me!Out of anger and annoyance, I took out my gun and pointed at froze at my action. Hello… hello? The guy from the other line called out

"Gustav, listen to her" Tom said, he was already scared.

I held out my hand. "Hand over the phone now" I demanded.

His body stiffened. He put the phone in my palm. I put away the gun and hung up. I broke the phone into two and threw it on the floor. "Now, anymore arguments?" everybody shook their heads. "Good" I went up to Georg.

"You feeling okay?" he nodded. I damped a cloth with Roofie. "Sorry but I need you to be unconscious for a little while" his eyebrows frowned. Quickly, I covered his mouth and nose and held it tight to his face. I let him breathe in the substance and in matter of seconds, he was out.

"Are you bloody trying to kill him?!" I heard Bill scream.

"Listen, I need him to be like this. It'll make things easier for us to move around"

"I don't understand" he was unsatisfied.

"You don't need to. All I want you to do now is pack your things cause we only have thirty minutes before the S.W.A.T team comes"

Tom helped me to carry Georg to the truck. I had him sit up right so that it won't hurt his wounds.

"God why does he have to be so buff" Tom complained.

"Call the others, we're running out of time" I said. As Tom called the others, I checked my bag pack. Gun, bullets, laptop, fresh clothes and some other gadgets, I was settled. Hold on a minute, what's this doing here? Another Tyler letter… great. I put in another bag where all the other letters are.

The guys came out. Surprisingly they know how to pack minimal. Everyone had one bag each. Oh well, at least they understand the situation.

Everyone was settled, Gustav and Bill sat at the back with Georg while Tom was at the front seat. I pressed the peddle and the truck started moving. Here I am, driving a truck with an international rock band, and going into hiding. I have turned them into refugees. I'll be on the wanted list and they're involved and they didn't even do anything.

Oh god, I have sinned. What shall I do now?

Good enough??