There was no phone in the house so they left two hours later with May stumbling along beside them half-conscious. Nobody dared to approach her for answers, her presence seemed too guarded and secluded.
Yazmin glanced at her watch, 4:30am, it read.
"The sun will be rising in two hours, we need to make sure we're hidden from view. I think there is a church nearby." said Yazmin, holding her katana by her side as if she had bonded with it immediately. The tone in Yazmin's voice and thoughts had changed completely and began to baffle even her closest friend, Victoria
Danny and Will walked beside each other, silent in their own thoughts, they were also baffled by the bloody scenes within the house. None of them had stopped to think that perhaps Yazmin could turn on them, ending their lives brutally. Danny took out a cigarette and lit it, inhaling its nicotine goodness while Will soaked off the second-hand smoke. He had become so mentally infatuated with Yazmin after that little scene moments ago, he couldn't concentrate on anything else. Victoria however, was walking beside Yazmin with a puzzled expression on her face, glancing from Will to her best friend over and over again, endless anxious thoughts whirling around in her mind.
"Yazmin, can I talk to you?" asked Victoria, her steely eyes glancing at Yazmin.
"Go ahead darls." whispered Yazmin, smiling. The word "darls" comforted Victoria, reassuring her that her best friend wasn't lost in the game.
"You and Will…" she began, her thoughts moving faster than her speech, "Do you… like him?"
Yazmin didn't respond at first, she seemed too wrapped up in Will's mind, it was like they were both in each others heads, absorbed in their love for each other while the guilt behind it all pounded on as she looked at Victoria, her closest friend.
I can't lie to her, thought Yazmin, frowning harshly.
"Yes." Yazmin replied, lowering her head as they walked along. The church appearing through a shroud of wall grass. Victoria didn't answer, she just nodded and carried on walking, not knowing how to feel. She could tell this game was about to get severely complicated.
"There's the church!" shouted Yazmin, smiling deviously as she ran ahead of the others up the mount of tall grass to see the church in front of them. It was a typical looking church with strain-glass windows, gargoyles and worn away concrete. It looked beautiful amongst the night sky, the trees surrounding it like a duvet. Will tipped his hat up his forehead a little to get a clearer view.
"We'll have to be careful entering Yaz," Will said warningly, "There are a lot of reasons for people to hide in a church, especially if they're deeply religious."
Yazmin gazed at Will and smiled, himself returning the gesture. The sexual tension between them kept growing and growing every time they came close to proximity. Danny was strangely quiet and kept his distance from the three girls, which made Will think with endless questions. It was always impossible to tell what Danny was thinking under the surface though his expressions always gave his emotions away.
Yazmin carried on walking, the others following closely behind. She thundered her steps to the church doors and hammered her bare feet through them, opening the doors to slam on the walls.
A brief, swift entry will get their attention, Victoria thought as she analyzed Yazmin's motives.
They moved into the aisle way of the church, candles lighting the place. It was obvious somebody had been here before. Yazmin dashed down the aisle to the alter, jumped onto the prayer table and looked around the main room for students, until suddenly the chime of a gameboy rang through the echoing walls of the church. A small smirk formed on her lips as she stepped down, the others darting their attention to Yazmin.
"What is it?" asked Will, moving towards Yazmin.
"Sh!" commanded Yazmin, placing a finger on her lip, the sound of the gameboy becoming louder as she moved to the left wing of the main room. Will could hear it alright, and could guess who it was.
"Dave Smith." murmured Victoria. Yazmin nodded and grinned. Danny however, perched himself on the alter table and carried on smoking, casually blowing balls of tobacco onto the cross behind him, he wasn't interested in the slightest, too much was on his mind that concerned him and only him.
"I'm going in," Yazmin whispered, raising her katana to shoulder height, gesturing the others to stay back.
"No, let me handle this." Will laughed, pulling Yazmin back. She was about to reflex and go forward but decided to do as she was told, she would of declined if she wasn't so infatuated with him. Will pulled out his gun and held it behind his back, placed one hand on the left wing door and gently pushed it open to reveal Henry Smith, Student No. 4 tucked in the corner on the gameboy, his floppy fringe shadowing his torn expression. He looked up in horror and cried out in pain, blood appearing from under his fringe, trickling down his eyebrow and leaking into his piercing eyes. Will stood in shock, his expression unreadable.
"D-don't kill me." said Henry Smith in such a quiet, gentle tone.
"Fak you!" screamed a brutal tone from behind Will.
CRASH!
The left wing door slammed shut, Dave Smith Student No. 5 appearing from the shadows with two small knives in his hands. He looked murderous like a cannibal, his features darkened with bruises, his lip bleeding from the side. His shirt was tattered and torn, random lacerations appearing in between the tears. Will turned and raised the gun, aiming at Dave's temple.
"Heh heh, Will, ah do say mate, fakin' nice to see ya. Not. Get tha fak outa mah church!" Dave shouted, punching Will in the cheekbone, sending him to the floor. Suddenly, cries and bangs thundered through the wooden door. On the other side, Yazmin was knelt on her knees, pounding her fists on the door for it to open. Danny was already there, peering through the keyhole while Victoria was attending to May who had fainted on the floor. Yazmin could feel the anger stir in Danny, such anger.
"Oh, sorry darls, can't ya say owt wiv mah fist pounding ya face!" Dave cackled, slamming his fist into Will's face harder, his knee nudging straight into his gut. Henry merely sat there with Dave's gameboy rested on his knees, his expression grim and lifeless. Will's hat toppled off his head and onto the floor, blood dripping off his face into his hat, his gun beside him but the pain immobilized him too brutally for him to pick up the weapon and fight back. Will's mind began to race with thoughts, images and memories of Yazmin, what happens if he dies? Would he die like his Father? Like always, he had wandered into unknown territory and this time, he was playing the role of his Father and had only landed himself in a similar situation.
On the other side, Danny began to knock on the planks of wood on the door.
"Each door has a weak plank, hopefully…" Danny began, his cigarette gripped tightly in his mouth as he continued knocking, "This one."
Danny stood back and raised his foot into the air, Yazmin knelt against the steps crying with her katana in her hand. He pulled his muscles back and launched his foot straight into the wood, cracking the door in several directions and suddenly Yazmin's expression lifted into a smile.
"Who the fak is that!" Dave shouted, kicking Will away from him and glared at the door.
"Are those ya fakin friends? They're gonna die just like you mate!"
Another thump sounded through the small left wing room as Danny slammed his foot into the wood, more cracks beginning to appear. Henry flinched with every thump but seemed blank and lifeless towards the whole situation, it was almost like he was planning something, somewhere in the abyss of his suicidal thoughts.
"Th-they've got w-weapons…" hissed Will, spitting blood on the ground, his body curled up on the floor in pain. Dave laughed in Will's face and kicked him in the balls.
"Don't need ya telling me what dey got, lemi guess, Danny, Sam and George eh? Ya fakin' little cronies!" Dave laughed and stood right in front of the door, raised his arms and tipped his head back with laughter.
"GIVE ME IT YOU SHIT'ED!"
BOOM!
The door obliterated to pieces, shards of wood splitting through the skin of Dave, his heart impaled by the sheer impact of the door. Danny rushed in and slammed his knuckles straight into Dave's jaw, then his gut and finally his balls. Yazmin leapt passed Danny and threw herself onto Will, her body covering his, protecting him.
"Will, Will! Speak to me, are you okay?" she whispered in his ear, wiping the floor from his cheekbone, pulling his hat to his head.
"I…" Will stopped himself before he could say anymore, he nearly admitted something irrelevant, something not suitable for the situation. Yazmin ran her lips amongst his cheekbone, hopefully soaking up the blood and kissing his wounds better.
Danny power strode towards Henry and pointed his finger at him, his stare menacing and brutal. He grabbed Dave's gameboy and flung it across the room where it hit the wall and broke into pieces. Dave was groaning on the floor, inches away from death as the wood in his heart gradually cut off the circulation forever.
Danny grabbed Henry's shirt and pulled him out of the corner, punched him three times in the crotch and threw him to the floor. Henry couldn't reflex in time for Danny had his hand on Will's gun, aimed at Henrys head.
"Fucker." Danny grumbled, pulled the trigger and shot Henry clean in the head, sending him to his death instantly. Dave closely followed, both brothers entwined in death.
Silence filled the room, Danny glaring at his prey, the gun loosely held by his side. Nobody knew how to react. Yazmin was pleased but she didn't know Danny was so fast, so elegant in his killing and motives. Will was knelt up on her chest as she stroked his bruises. Victoria wandered in with May who was still unconscious.
"We're going to have to rest here for a few hours, we can't go out after the gunshots." Victoria said, her tone expressing concern.
"T-there should be a secret room at the top of the c-church." whispered Will, fatigue taking over his body after his beatings. Danny nodded at Victoria and began to gesture her and May out of the room.
"Are you two coming or do you want to die?" asked Danny who seemed strangely pissed off.
Yazmin shook her head,
"It's alright, chuck us my katana and I'll keep Will here for awhile, he's in no fit state to be moved." answered Yazmin, raising her hand for the katana. Danny reached over and handed her it, nodding at them both with a serious expression, closing the broken door after him. It took a few moments for the three of them to disappear, Yazmin and Will completely alone in the left wing room, pools of blood surrounding them. She continued to stroke his head, making him feel better as they lay. He lifted his head, his face right in front of hers, their eyes boring into each others, an ultimate moment of love and desire connecting them for a split second. Falling in love. It was dangerous to fall in love in these conditions, in a game of death. Yazmin moved forward and pushed her lips on Will's, kissing him so deeply it felt as if she melted into him. He kissed her back with such strength, his hands becoming tangled in her hair as he pulled her head closer to his.
Hours passed and they remained lost in each others presence and warmth, every inch of love they felt for each other was expressed to some extent, not noticing the door was broken for public viewing and through the gaps of the broken wood were two sets of beautiful, piercing eyes, belonging to Victoria Evenspire.
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