Chapter 16 (Freddie's POV)

The bank we robbed was easier to rob than the last one. I felt more..."safe", I guess. Pretty much everyone had a gun. I had gotten over the little girl's mother. If I was going to be a wanted fugitive, I couldn't let killing people get in my way.

"If I count that later and there is less than a million dollars, I'll find you and take your head!" I threatened a bank manger. He was totally panicking. I pointed my shotgun to his back. "Hurry up!"

"Freddie, we're going to have company!" I heard Gabriel yell.

The manger finished putting the money in the bag. This was our third bank robbing. The second time was easy because of the people there being so afraid so they just gave us the money and we left. This was the first time the cops were actually coming.

I grabbed the manger and the bag of money and went out to the center of the bank. "Grab hostages!" I commanded.

Gabriel, Annie, and Malese pulled people out of the crowd. I slung the bag on my back and held my shotgun to the manger's throat. "Keep your masks on, until I say to take them off," I told the look alikes.

"No problem," Annie said.

Malese had her shotgun pointed to a guy that looked like he was sixteen. Annie was pointing her pistol to the throat of a woman with blonde hair. Gabriel had his TT-33 pressed against a male employee. "No one moves! Or we'll shot them!" Malese threatened.

We walked outside. Sure enough, the cops were waiting on us. "WE'RE NOT AFRAID TO SHOOT THEM!" I shouted.

The cops put their weapons down. I glanced at the car Socko's cousin let us use. It was sitting on the corner. I could see that Sam, Carly, and Spencer had masks on. "YOU'RE GOING TO LET US GO TO OUR CAR AND DRIVE AWAY, OR WE'LL SHOOT THESE PEOPLE! DON'T FOLLOW US!" I told the cops.

My plan worked. The cops weren't willing to risk the lives of a few citizens. They were too soft. We pushed the hostages into the car. "Don't take your masks off until we drop them off," I said.

I looked out the back window. The cops weren't following us which was good. "A-Are you going to k-kill us?" the woman asked in a shaky voice.

Laughing, I wrapped my arm around her shoulders, "Now, darling, why would I do that? If you don't try anything, I won't have to shoot you or anyone else."

Sam and Carly kept their Uzis on their laps. Spencer was calmly driving out of the city. We drove for thirty minutes before we found the spot we were looking for. A forest. Well, it wasn't a bug forest but it would do. "Get out of the car," I commanded the hostages.

They did as I asked and climbed out of the car. I nodded toward Gabriel and Annie. They got out of the car and grabbed some rope. "Stand against the tree," Gabriel snarled.

The hostages stood against the tree. "Y-You can't just leave us here!" the man cried.

"Yeah, we don't have any food or anything!" the bank employee noted.

I got out of the car and pressed my shotgun to the employee's throat. "We're not going to tie it so tight you won't be able to get out. At the most, it will take you ten minutes to worm your way out of it."

The employee made a squeaking sound and nodded. I lowered my gun and started back to the car. Then I heard a cry. I whipped around and the manger had grabbed Annie's gun and was going to aim it at me. In one swift movement, I aimed my shotgun and fired.

The manger gasped in horror as his blood flew through the air. He hit the ground and his breathing quickened. The employee and woman starred in horror at the sight of the manger's blood. I sighed and walked over to the dying man. The gun was still in his hand. The idiot actually tried to shoot me again! I kicked the gun out of his hand.

Gabriel bent down picked his TT-33 up. "You got dirt on my gun," he complained.

"Get over it," I growled. I turned my attention to the manger who had tried to shoot me twice. I knelt down at his side. "It didn't have to be this way, ya know. You could have just let us tie you up. But no, you had to be stupid."

"Maybe, t-the t-thought of b-becoming a h-hero was t-too great," the manger said.

"Well, I guess I'll see you...ya know up there." I stood up and nodded toward the sky.

"If I see you I know I'm not in Heaven," the manger growled. Then his chest stopped going up and down. His eyes starred into nothing.

I shut my eyes for a moment. "Let's go."

"Wait. Freddie, shouldn't we bury the body or something?" Carly asked from the car.

"No. Just finish tying them around the tree," I mumbled and climbed back into the car.

After Gabriel and Annie were done tying up the two remaining hostages, we drove away. I told everyone they could take their mask off. "Man! I couldn't wait to get that thing off!" Gibby said.

"Gibby? What are you doing here? I thought you were at the police station," I said.

"Yeah, Spencer, Carly, and Sam picked me up while you guys were still in the bank. I knew they had gotten a call about a bank robbery so Spencer just decided I should come with them," Gibby explained.

Cool," I said.

We drove around for hours until the sun set. Then Spencer took us back to the apartment. Gabriel, Carly, and Annie started counting the money once he hit the door. Spencer hadn't said very much the past few days.

"Hey, Spencer, are you okay? I mean, with all this," I asked.

He sighed. "Freddie, I just don't know. On one side, yeah, I want to help you because I know you're not a bad kid deep down. But on the other hand, I've seen you kill people. Like that manger and little girl's mom. I feel like that by helping you...I'm going against my dad or something. He protects this country from people that want to disturb the peace and well...that's kinda what you're doing."

"Spencer, this might sound weird, but you have to let go of who you were before. The moment I walked through that door, your life was never going to be the same. So, you have two choices: you can help me make enough money to get the hell outta here or you can turn me in and be a hero," I told him.

Spencer thought about it for a minute. "If I turn you in, that doesn't mean they can't prove I helped you. Honestly, I'd rather not go to jail...Alright, Freddie, I'll help you. But it just might take me more time to get use to seeing you kill people," Spencer said.

I grinned and slapped his back. "Welcome to the dark side."

Sam, Spencer, Malese, Gibby ,and I waited for Carly, Gabriel, and Annie to tell us how much money we made. Carly stood up. So did the rest of us. "Well? How much?" I gulped.

"We made...FIVE MILLION DOLLARS!" Carly cried.

"NO WAY!" Sam screamed.

Everyone started hugging each other. "I can't believe it!" I said. "At this rate, I'll be out of here by next year!"

Later that night, I picked the lock to my old apartment. I picked it up from Sam. No one had moved in. I guess, no one wanted to live in the apartment where a wanted fugitive had lived. The walls were bare. There wasn't a couch or TV anymore. The owners must have thrown it out.

The moonlight shined through the windows. It was enough light that I didn't have to turn on a light. Wind blew in from an open window. I closed my eyes and let it blow through my brown hair.

It made me think of my mom. What would she say if she could see me now? Who knows? If she was alive, she'd probably die of shock. Never in my whole life had I thought I would kill Nevel Papperman, then break out of jail and stay with my friends. But you can't turn back time.

I looked around my old room. They hadn't taken everything. I kept my Pear Pod hidden because my mom thought someone would steal it. I got on my knees and opened a small vent in my room. I pulled my Pear Pod out and put it in my pocket.

I found the open window. It was the window that led to the balcony. I slipped out the window and looked out of Seattle. At one point, I would have thought it was the most beautiful thing in the world. Not now. All I saw it as was just another city, filled with bloodthirsty murderers.

Yeah, I had killed but one was for revenge, one was an accident, and the last one was self defense. And I didn't care anymore. The only thing that really matter to me was Sam. But she was it. If Carly or the other died, would I be sad? Yes, but I could go on with life. But Sam? Not so much.

"Freddie?" someone said behind me.

I turned around. "Hey, Sam. What's up?"

"Nothing. I was just seeing what you were doing." Sam climbed out on the balcony with me.

"You know, this is where we had our first kiss," I said.

"I know. I remember," Sam sighed.

"We never finished our dance at school," I noted.

"Gee, and who's fault was that?" Sam asked sarcastically.

"Hey, we could finish our dance if you wanted. I have my Pear Pod," I offered.

Sam rolled her eyes. "Hell, why not?"

I took my Pear Pod out and gave Sam one of the earphone and I put the other one in my ear. I turned on my Pear Pod and went to a song I knew she's remember.

Did I tell I knew your name
But it seems that I've lost it
Did I tell you it's my own game
This is not your problem

I don't know if I'm gonna change
Wasting time and another day

I keep running away
Even from the good things
*I keep running away
Even from the good things*

Did I tell you it's not that bad
Sitting over here dreaming
Did I tell you I'm right on track
This time I mean it

Sam smiled. "This is Running Away by AM, right?"

I nodded.

"This was the song we-well you- were listening to when we kissed," Sam said.

"Yeah, I wouldn't listen to it with anyone other than you," I smiled.

Sam smiled brightly and wrapped her arms around my neck and rested her head on my chest. We just danced for the rest of the night without a care in the world.

Author's note: Aw! Freddie is so sweet! Okay, I usually don't write lyrics in stories but I thought this would be fun but hey, if you're a Seddie fan you have to love this song. Oh, and I thought this was going to be between 15-20 chapters but its going to be more than that.