Hayy guys, here is another chapter to Keeping Secrets and I hope you all like it.

The ending is coming nearer now (I think there is mabye two or three chapters left) :( awwww

Oh and one thing before I forget. One reviewer (it was a guest reviewer, but they said their name was Peace, respect and chipmunks) well they said that their chipmunks hating friends are obsessed with this story (why they hate chipmunks I will never know) well anyways, that really warmed my heart and I would like to say thanks to that reviewer.

I would also like to thank all you other guys who reviewed, you guys are AMAZING

So, please review, and I hope this chapter tugs on your heart strings,

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Alvin's POV

"Prepared to breach building, awaiting further instructions." A police officer said into the radio on his shoulder. A mumble for a reply came in return, that the police officer seemed to understand. Though I doubt he did.

I stared at the crowd's of police officer's, and couldn't help but think how cowardly they all were. I mean they were police officer's, with machine guns and bulletproof jackets; and their opponents were half their size. Yet they stand outside, too scared to step inside the building. I was considering to attempt and steal one of their weapons, but I knew I would get caught.

As I wandered into my thoughts (which is weird for me) Brittany laid a perfectly manicured hand, on my shoulder. I know she had tried to be brave- for Jeanette and Theodore mainly- but I can tell she is petrified. "He will be okay, right Alvin?" she said, her voice quite and shaking.

I looked down. So long, I have been called the cool one, the brave one, the deardevil of the group. But my confidence is gone, my spirit is gone, my drive has gone...

"I don't know," I replied honestly, looking her dead in her beautuful blue eyes. "We can only hope."

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Simon POV

Sahir ran over to me, and began to undo the restraints on my wrists and ankles; while Negro held Roberto, and Jack sulked on his chair. What a sick person that guy is...

My body burned from the pain I had been forced to endure, my muscles were screaming in agony, my bones felt weak, and my other wounds' pain had increased by 123 percent according to my calculations- although that was terrible hard to imagine- but nothing comapares to the pain in my leg. When Jack had me linked to the rack, one of the final times, I had heard a shatter. I wasn't sure if it was just a terrible click, or if I ha shattered my leg. But either way, I couldn't walk on it.

Sahir finally managed to undo the restraints, and I slid off the rack with a thud, my cheek to the floor. "Aww poor poca ardilla!" Negro mocked, pulling a over exaggerating sad face. Negro slipped a pair of silver cuffs onto my wrists, and attached a chain to the middle part where the cuffs met, as I was yanked up onto my knees.

It was then that I swapped a glance with Roberto, then that I looked into his small grey eyes. No words were exchanged, but words weren't needed. He didn't need to tell me what I could see in those eyes. I could tell he was as petrified as I was, as confused as I was, feeling the same pain as I was.

I gave him a look that pretty much said, Be brave, you have to be brave, but I did it softly. He grabbed my hand in his furry grey fist, and clutched it tight. His age and all those years he had spent in a cell had affected his strength, so it felt like a fluffy pillow was tied to my hand, I gave him a weak smile, before Negro pushed me and him forwards, causing his grip on my hand to slip."Come on!"

I stumbled forwards. I still couldn't walk, but I had a terrible feeling that wasn't going to stop Negro from getting me out the door in some shape or form.

Negro pushed me to the floor, so I lay on my back- and grabbed my ankle. I winced in pain, it was the leg that was shattered. He tightened his grip on my ankle, and my eyes began to water, as tears fell down my brown cheeks. It felt like having a blade, slowly slitting my ankle, dragging the suffering on for longer.

Once Negro was content with his grip, he began to drag me down the filthy hallway, not caring if he dragged me over a stone. That proberly hurt more than attempting to walk. I screamed as he dragged me down the hallway, he only stopped once to talk to Denver about the situation.

It was then that Roberto whispered to me, "Kid, you have to get out of here!" he whispered, I gave him a strange look. Wasn't that pretty obvious. "Here, take this," He quickly reached across, and placed a key in my blood covered hands. The key was gold, and pretty rusty. It wasn't perticullaly special looking, but little did I know that this key meant everything.

"This is the key to your cuffs, and all the doors in here." Roberto whispered, keeping a weary eye on Negro and Denver.

I raised a brow, "Unlock your handcuffs and run, run away from here." I was suprised, and a little concerned.

"What about you?" I saw Roberto hesitate, and when he didn't reply, I knew what he was meaning for me to do. He wanted me to leave him here, and possibly take a fatal blow.

"No, I can't do that!" tears formed in my eyelids at the thought. He had been the only person here to actually be nice to me, and the fact that he would do that was a sad thought.

He looked down, "My life will end soon anyways, you still have a life ahead of you. Please, I beg you to go." He looked at me dead in the eye, and it was like he was dying at that very second, and that was his final wish.

I bit my lip, as the tears rolled down my cheeks. I nodded. He reached over, and began to unlock the handcuffs. It took him less than a few seconds. As I heard the click, I choke out a sob.

"I will distract them, now go!" It takes me a few seconds to get up from the floor, and once I had, I send him one final look. The last look I would ever give him. He smiled, "Goodbye Simon."

I grip the side of the wall, and as I slowly hop down the hallway, I whispered back, "Goodbye Roberto."

Pretty sad isn't it :L

Well anyways please review, and next chapter the ACTION BEGINS (FINALLY)

I will catch you all next time