Chapter 5 – First Day Back (Part 2)
I dedicate this chapter to Daniel Morecombe, may you rest in peace.
Cammie's POV
In case you were wondering, I did get my chocolate. I also got out of all of my lessons for the first half of the day. In fact I ditched all of my lessons up to P&E. I walked into the barn and sat down on the edge of the mat and waited for the class. The teacher walked in and instructed people to pair up and start to fight. I didn't want to fight anyway because one, I was paired with Zach and two I really couldn't be bothered.
I stuck my hand up in the air "Yes Cammie?" the teacher said.
"Sir, do I have to participate in this class?" I asked in a bored tone.
"Yes Cammie?" he replied. He turned around but not before my hand shot up again.
"Yes Miss Morgan?"
"Why do I have to participate in this class sir?"
"So you don't fall behind Cammie" I laughed at that. Me fall behind? Please.
"Like that would ever happen sir!" Zach laughed when I said that. Not cool.
"Laugh it up, but I could whip all of your ass's blindfolded" (A/N 'Wild Child' reference. I love that movie!) Then I got an idea. "In fact I accept that challenge!" I stood up and walked over and grabbed a blind fold from the wall.
"I will verse everyone in the class blindfolded, starting from the worst fighter to the best" they all looked at me like I was crazy but I hadn't had a proper fight in about 6 weeks so I was due for one. The teacher consented and I started my fights.
I beat everyone with ease, even Bex and Grant (much to their anger) with a blindfold. Did I mention that I was blindfolded? I did, well I'm going to say it one more time blindfolded! That left no one but Zach.
"Morgan versus Goode, winner takes all" the teacher announced. Zach strolled onto the mat looking cocky with that irritating smirk on his face.
"Ready Gallagher girl? You've never beaten me before, what makes you think you could do it now?" he smirked, arms across his chest. Tensing most of his arms muscles and in that muscle shirt it was not a bad view.
"Do you really want me to answer that?"
"Yes" he said simply.
"Well I fought my way out of the CoC and blew up one of their bases with multiple bullet wounds caused by your mother. So in comparison you're not going to be that hard" he winced when I mentioned these past events. But I didn't, knowing it was going to be much worse if I didn't get out of Gallagher.
"Whatever," he replied flippantly, for once at a loss for a quip. We got in a fighting stance. I pulled down the blindfold and got ready. Then I got another idea.
"Wait!" I screamed as I caught the fist that was flying towards my face.
"What giving up already Cammie?" was his witty remark. I pulled up the blindfold and rolled my eyes.
"Care to raise the stakes Goode?" I asked while raising one eyebrow.
"Sure" I turned towards the teacher.
"Can you get him a knife sir, no not the plastic one, the real one!" shocked at the idea, Zach had a strange look on his face as he took the knife.
"You know they say 'don't bring a knife to a fist fight' right?" he added.
"Yeah and they also say unlawful imprisonment is a crime but that didn't stop you" referring to the fact I was here instead of still running from the CoC.
"I just don't want you to get hurt Gallagher girl" he cares about me! I wanted to kiss him right then and there, but then that wouldn't get me out of here.
"Hurt! You could kill her!" Liz yelled.
"Your care is touching but lack of belief is insulting. And I am not scared of death, what's it going to do? Kill me? Zach, so are you game or not?" I asked.
"I'm game if you are" he smirked, which caused me to roll my eyes like it always does. Me with a blindfold versus a Zach with a real knife. Bring it on.
I heard his foot steps across the mat darting sideways trying to come at me from my left. I jumped back at the last minute. I felt the wind whoosh past me, like a bullet…. Bullet, all the memories of the night of my escape came rushing back, the sound of the guards behind me, the screech of the tires, the gunshots, the bullets.
I snapped out of my haze. I felt something behind me. I dropped and swung out my leg to where I heard Zach standing behind me. I knocked his legs out from under him. His grunt alerted me that his head was about 2 feet away so I estimated where his arms were.
I jumped on his right arm, since he is right handed. I felt the blade graze my thigh, literally right where the bullet was lodged in my leg. I couldn't see it but I just knew, I whacked the knife out of Zach's hand and pinned him down. "Morgan wins." I ripped off the blindfold and stared down.
There Zach lay, he wasn't hurt. But I could tell his pride was though. I saw my leg, I was right. On top of the scar was a bright red gash. I knew it wasn't Zach's fault, I mean I asked for the knife. But the cut and scar brought back all the past ghosts that are now haunting me. "Wow Cam you can hide and now you're fast enough to disarm Zach! What did you learn in Australia?" Bex exclaimed.
You can try and hide Cammie, but I will find you. You can try and run, but you're not that fast.
Another reminder, the last line of the letter that I had read and thought about a million times over. "I can't hide from her, I'm not fast enough" I whispered.
"What did you say Cammie?" Zach asked.
"I said I'm not fast enough!" I screamed. Maybe it was the blood, the scars, the memories or all of it mixed together. But I had one thought: She was chasing me and I was just here, putting everyone in danger.
Ignoring all the congratulations and comments on my performances or weird looks from my outburst I turned and fled the P&E Barn. I had to leave and tomorrow, that was all I knew.