MFXGO here with the next chapter :)
Chapter soundtrack: Falling away with you- Muse.
Well, so much for keeping the whole "people out to get us" thing from Macy. So, 2 goons just totally shot at us, but me and my amazing skills shot the crap outta their car. Ha. And now I'm looking at a passed out Macy. Joy. She's just gonna be a real ball of sunshine when she wakes up. Which, unfortunately will be within the next five minutes. I didn't put enough of that sedative in the vial to knock her out for more than a few hours . Better enjoy the quiet while it last.
Swerving to catch a right turn, the steering wheel glided smoothly back to its orginal position, and I focused solely on the dry terrian rolling past. The sun was slowly losing position, and I knew that I would have to kick up the heat soon. Pushing a small button on the fancy stero personally installed by a friend of mine, a direct signal came in from the local police frequency. I listened calmly to the disembodied voices filling the car.
"This is Pheonix dispatch...*Radio static*...Gun shots heard in upper-state regions by local residents. Two cars seen speeding on Back Hutton road. Unit Twenty-three search is en route."
Sending a wary look towards the crime radio, I sighed. I always bit down on my lip when I was worried, and right now I could taste blood.
My mind shifted back to a distant memory.
"Rule one. Never attract attention from law enforcement..."
I shook my head, in a low voice I chuckled pitifully to myself finishing the line. "...unless you're in extreme danger... I think being shot at would qualify in this case. I can honestly say I never thought I'd be in this situation."
This situation.
The situation where Macy Misa was sitting in my passenger seat knocked out, there were bullet holes in my car and half of the people I know wanted me dead. I'm pretty sure this is a situation worth attracting law enforcement's attention.
And spe- thinking of Macy, before I could mull over my current predicament, the sedated girl started to stir.
Aw, doesn't she look darlin-
Oh no...
"Kevin Lucas! You explain to me right now what's going on!" Macy's eyes were dark, turning wth rage and darting around. She threw herself around, twisting on her knees to stare out of the back window.
"I lost them, if that's what you're looking for..." I trailed off, trying to stay as detatched and clueless sounding as possible.
"Oh no. Don't go on like you don't realize the weight of what just freaking happened!" Macy cried, her voice gaining an octave. "Kevin. We were shot at!"
"And...?" I said, clinging to a small hope I myself didn't know of.
"AND? AND? AND?" She screeched, flipping back to stare at me like I was crazy. "KEVIN! What else would you like to happen? We were shot at and I'm pretty sure the cops are looking for us!" She continued, pointing a finger at the radio that still played police reports."And this whole time you've been kiddnapping me!" she countinued, not noticing as I pulled my car into a nice looking hotel's parking lot, swinging to the back and into a parking space.
"Yeah... about that. Macy, I..." I started, afraid she would injure herself...or me...with all of the wild mannerisms she was throwing around. "I would LOVE to tell you everything, but, at this time I'm going to have to ask you to act like my fiance..." Quickly, before I could say anything I unlocked the doors and flew out of mine, walking towards the side of the hotel to get around to Macy. I opened her door.
"You better tell me something- Wait. Did you just say fiance?" Macy's eyes widened at the prospect.
"Oh no. No. No. " Macy eyed me, nervously fiddling with her seatbelt. "Ha! No. No way. Kevin."
"Macy. Just hear me out. I promise I'll explain everything in time. We have to stay low-key and this will help to keep us unnoticable ."
"I can't believe I'm going to say this, but fine." She agreed. She started grumbling something incoherent my way with a glare.
"Hmm?" I asked, slightly amused.
"Oh nothing, darling." She said with a definitive sneer. My chest tightened with worry and something else that I couldn't quite put my finger on (heartburn? ...pinched nerve? Nah.).
"Just thinking that agreeing to pretend to be engaged to your potentially mentally unstable captor at 16 and stay at a hotel while on the run from cops and god knows what else isn't the smartest idea." she huffed, finally getting the nerve to unbuckle her seat belt. I offered her a hand to help her out of her seat, but she ignored it and fumbled out of the car.
The cold way she explained how she felt made my heart drop the slightest bit. I decided to take a small bite at humor.
"You could pass for twenty..." Ouch. I think that glare just killed me a little inside.
She followed me inside regardless, shading her eyes from the slowly setting sun. Our shadows were lightly outlined along the tan Hilton Hotel's wall, and Macy trailed only slightly behind me, cracking her neck and stretching her arms, still mumbling underneath her breath. But really, I was surprised with how calm she was being.
Twenty minutes, a deep accent, sunglasses, Macy finally realizing the five o'clock shadow darkening my chin, and a lot of unnessecary flirting with the hostess on my part later; Macy and I stood in the presidential suite of the hotel. Macy, trying her hardest to look detatched and angry with me couldn't stop the small ghost of surprise settling over her face at the lavish accomodations.
"Well," she said unemotionally, but I couldn't miss the icy tone seeping through her gritted teeth, "if you don't mind, kiddnapper, I would like to take a shower."
"Okay." I said simply, trying to keep the aching feeling coming from my chest from colouring my words.
Macy, nodding curtly, turned from the white and crimson room, shutting the bathroom door with a loud bang.
I sighed, grabbed my coat and keys, and swept silently through the door we had come through.
After thundering down eight flights of stairs to clear my head, I took a deep breath of the crisp summer night air. Stars above me dotted the midnight blue, and the white light of the bright full moon mixed with the dull yellow of street lamps, casting a thin black outline of myself onto the asphalt.
Sprinting quietly to my car, I did what needed to be done to ensure our safety. Unlocking the trunk, I pulled out two dark suit cases and set them on the ground. Trailing my fingers under a seam in the black carpeting, a lever popped, revealing a secret compartment. Two license plates clinked together as I pulled them out, replacing their spot with the ones I had just removed from the front and back of the SUV. Then, shutting the trunk's lid, I frowened at the bullet holes, quickly pulling out small round circles that covered over the bullets and made it look like they were never there.
Moving quickly to put the new plates where they should be I ducked below the front of the car, feeling a filmy material resist against my tug. Pulling with more added strength the white coloring was ripped from the car as I walked backwards; the sliver of film-like 'sticker' left the shiny natural black paint of the Vehicle. Checking that the bullet holes were still secure, I stepped back to examine my handy work. A brand new SUV was parked in front of me.
"Not too shabby." I smirk to myself, popping everything into its place and disposing of the white sticker in the nearest dumpster, and piling the suitcases into the back seat, running into the hotel. Eyeing the flight of stairs warily and dodging the painfully platinum-haired hostess, I jumped into a newly arriving elevator.
As the elevator opened on the highest floor that housed Macy and I's suite, an earily familiar scream echoed through the hallway, and I took off running, all of my previous training instincts kicking into over-drive.
Skidding to a stop at the suite's door, I heard another scream and hurriedly jammed the electronic card through it's vertical swipe-bay. Throwing the door open, I immediately flipped around wildly.
Seeing nothing, I raced to the bathroom door, where I could hear Macy pounding furiously on the other side. "Macy? Are you okay?" I yelled, and she stopped her pounding.
"Like you wouldn't know! KEVIN PAUL LUCAS! Let me out!" Perplexed by her situation, I stood back to examine the door and stifled a laugh when I could see carpeted fibers jammed through out the door and its frame. Oh, Macy.
"Uhm, Macy?" I stated, still holding laughter back.
"What?" She snapped in an annoyed voice.
"Step away from the door!" I told her, getting ready to shoulder the door inwards.
"Wha-" She didn't get to finish her sentence as I pushed the door open, the wood making contact with something it shouldn't have.
"OW!" A girlish scream periced my ears, and I entered to see a picture that I really wish I wouldn't have to. Macy Misa, was doubled over in the middle of the large Suite bathroom, in a fluffy hotel robe, slippers, her hair wet, and now visible through the spaces of her fingers, sporting an already colourful black eye.
Oh.
I'm going to hear about this.
"Kevin..." Macy growled, standing at full height and clutching her right eye.
"Uh, Mace we should probably get some ice for that..." I squeaked. And I ran. Jumping, I misjudged my legs' power and managed to slam into the was parallel to the door, completely missing the oversized bed. Oh, if Joe and Nick saw me now.
"Kevin!" Macy screamed again, chasing after me and managing to trip over absolutely nothing at all. "Ouchhhh."
"Oh, Macy. Why didn't I kidnap someone more coordinated?" I teased, but I could see the hurt on her face. She'd managed to stumble over next to the bed on the floor, and I went and sat above her on the bed.
"Why did you kidnap me, Kevin?" Her voice was weak and small as she looked up at me. I could see the tears brimming, not only from pain, but from the confusion. And it crushed me all the more.
"I'm sorry Macy. I'm so sorry." She looked at me, puzzled.
Before Macy could reply, a loud bang rang out. Shattered glass fell in a pile around us, and I rolled across the bed, my body hitting the plush floor next to Macy's and I wrapped and arm around her, waiting as more bullets tore in the plaster of the wall above us. Macy, rigid and frozen just stared up at me, her eyes questioning.
"Let's go!" I cried, pulling her off the ground and crawling to the door falling into the hallway.
"Kevin! You better start telling me what's going on!" she squealed, hearing feet begin to pound on the windowsil of the room we'd just exited.
"Macy! Not now!" I argued pulling her into the staircase I had bounded down earlier. Her robe flew around her legs, and she adjusted the tight rope that kept her hourglase shape outlined.
We ran down three stories, and suddenly the door which we had come in from burst open, three men in curiously black outfits chasing after us and firing bullets haywire.
"Ke-Kevin?" Macy whimpered, looking up. She winced as another bullet hit the wall next to us. I skidded to a halt and looked out side of the window closest to us. Next to me, a large black '5' stared back, and I made a rash descion. The men behind us were getting closer, a bullet slicing right past macy's left ear and cracking the window before us. Macy screeched, and clung to me. Finally, before they could get right on top of us, I sent a right-hook punch straight through the glass, the shock wave clearing the whole window. Macy had just realized what I was doing.
"Kevin, no!" She cried, fear etched into her voice. I looked into her eyes for a moment, seeing the innocence and child-like fear she had been hiding from me.
"I'm sorry Macy. But I'm going to ask for a whole lot of trust right now!" I felt her stiffly nod into my arm.
And with the men rounding the corner to where we were, I yanked Macy's hand and pulled her onto the window ledge with myself.
I jumped.
"all of the hopes we cherished fade
making the same mistakes again
making the same mistakes again
i can feel my world crumbling
i can feel my life crumbling
i can feel my soul crumbling away
and falling away
falling away with you"
I hope you guys liked this! sorry it took so long!
thank you all for reading everyone!
-Grayson.
P.s Leave a review telling me what your favourite mental image was! Mine was kevin punching the window, or wait...maybe him hitting a wall. mwuhaha (: