Ok, here's chapter 2! I'm sorry it took so long for me to update this – to make up for it, is sat up until 10 o' clock last night writing it and chapter 3. Enjoy!

"Are you okay, Astrid?" Diana asked hesitantly, concern etched onto her pale face.

"You mean despite the fact that I am standing beside my boyfriend's dead body and that psychopath over there," here, Astrid paused and shot a quick glance at Drake, who had by now recovered, before continuing, "…upsetting my brother? Oh yeah, I'm just fine." She said, smiling wryly.

"Well, sor…" Diana started to mutter but was unable to finish as she was grabbed roughly from behind before being spun around forcefully. She came face to face with Drake. "Oh no" she thought. "How could I have forgotten about him?"

Drake saw the fear flickering in Diana's eyes. It was only there for a second, but that didn't matter to Drake – what mattered to him was the fact that Diana was scared of him. He grinned maliciously and pressed his face closer to Diana's. "So you are scared of me, Diana," he whispered to her. He expected her to deny it, but to his surprise, she didn't. Instead, her eyes widened and she started struggling against his iron grip. Drake's shark-like grin grew and he gripped her arms tighter before pushing her over to where Astrid, who was standing with her arm around L.P.'s shoulder protectively, stood.

Drake started towards them menacingly, a look of pure hatred on his face. The 2 girls stepped backwards with each step Drake took forward, Astrid dragging L.P. along with her. "You're both scared of me!" Drake exclaimed gleefully. "Without your boyfriends to protect you, you're powerless – literally! Now I can do what I want, and 2 – well, 3, if you count the Petard, which I don't – are first on my list of people to hurt." Drake continued, the hatred on his face replaced by his trademark grin.

This was too much for Diana. She turned and fled down the street, even though she knew it was pointless, Drake would catch her. Suddenly, there was a loud BANG and a bullet whizzed past her, inches from her face. She stumbled, but stopped herself from falling and kept running. Glancing quickly behind her, she saw Drake aim the gun at her head, an unfamiliar gleam in his steel-grey eyes. Diana turned around again and ran straight into a tree. The last thing she heard was a burst of cruel, short laughter from Drake and shouts from Astrid. Then she blacked out.

Diana opened her eyes about 5 minutes later. She looked right into the concerned eyes of Astrid. She sat up slowly and looked around her. She was sitting at the foot of a tree and saw L.P. playing his game and Drake was standing a little way off, glaring at them and fingering his gun. Diana rubbed her head. "What happened?" she asked Astrid. "Astrid looked at her and grinned quickly. "You ran into this tree we're sitting under just now."

"How on EARTH did that happen?" Diana asked, a confused look on her face. Astrid suddenly turned serious. "You can't remember?" she asked. Diana shook her head. Astrid sighed, then explained in a low voice. "You were running away from Drake. He fired his gun but missed you. He was about to shoot again when you ran into the tree. I shouted to warn you about the tree, but I guess you didn't hear me." Astrid smiled shyly at Diana.

"Talking about me, girls?" Drake hissed dangerously, crouching down beside them.
Astrid shook her head. "N…no." she said hurriedly, a blush spreading up her cheeks. Drake glowered at her. "I'm a psychopath, not an idiot!" he growled. Diana smirked. "I didn't think there was much of a difference." She said sweetly, using her not-so-secret secret weapon – sarcasm – to annoy Drake. A sharp slap from him sent Diana reeling backwards onto the soft grass. "Get up, both of you. We're going to Coates." Drake ordered, standing up. Astrid jumped up and ran to L.P.

Diana pushed herself up into a sitting position. She was just starting to stand up when she felt Drake's hand gripping her hair. He gave a sharp tug and pulled her to her feet. "OW! That hurt!" she cried. Drake smiled to himself. It pleased him to hurt her.

"Move it!" Drake said, dragging her by her wrist. "Oh, and try not to walk into another tree." He added, smirking at her.

The 2 of them walked over to Astrid. Well, Drake walked – Diana stumbled over rocks and almost catapulted into Astrid after Drake stopped suddenly and, still gripping her wrist, shoved her forwards before letting her go. He sauntered past them, pausing only to give them a look that said "I dare you – don't follow me!"