Gunfire and the roar of the engines blocked everything out for me as I continue to shoot at the two driving away until the gun slot clicked empty… once again, my right hand started to shake as I tried to reload my AP pistol, the tremors being the result of Ivory Smith shooting me outside my old high school.
And then it happened... the bike's tires gave out and I was sent flying into the back of the vehicle and hit it with a thud, falling back to the ground and causing my head to receive a second blow, knocking me out.
Opening my eyes, I could barely see the two shadowy figures in front of me but couldn't make out most of what they were saying… I did get two names though, Tommy and Scott.
I guess I must've said something because one of them crouched down… and then I hear the roar of another engine, a door slamming shut and frantic footsteps running over to us.
"This your girl?" Scott asks as I feel myself being lifted off of the ground. The familiar scent of a leather jacket caught my attention… Johnny!
"I'll ask what happened later, you damn LS Hunterz… all of us better scram before the pigs show up." Johnny says.
The next thing I know, I'm in the back of Johnny's Lost MC van and he's holding me as my vision starts to readjust.
"Sorry about… what happened, tiny." Scott says, me trying to sit up but Johnny gently leaning me against him instead.
"You're kind of messed up right now, Carly Jade… just stay still, I'm not leaving your side." Johnny says, lightly squeezing my right hand as I rested my head on his left shoulder.
Part of me doesn't really want to know what happened back there, I was just driving around when I saw Trevor's airfield under attack and not thinking straight, I tried to chase them off on my Double T Custom and shoot at them with my AP pistol.
Maybe I should've let them attack his business… why did I even bother trying to help him out?
With how he's treated me after 9 years of us being apart, I doubt he'll even care…
"Carly… Carly, wake your tiny ass up, you're talking in your sleep and it's freaking me out!" Noah says, Carly opening her bluish violet eyes. "And freaking me out ain't easy to do, kid. Trust me." He says, Johnny also waking up as Sam and Jack ran in.
"This one's also freaking out, Trevor hasn't come back or returned her calls." Jack says, Sam nodding in agreement and reaching out, her and Carly hugging.
"Say those magic words and I'll get ya out of this hellhole." Sam says.
"I thought Clint was releasing me soon, what happened?" Carly asks as Clint walks in, Carly and Sam letting go and the 16 and 13 year olds looking at the doctor.
"Sorry that took so long, tiny. Been crazy, some of the accident victims were brought in DOA and several others are still looking for their family members." Clint says as Michael ran in, pulling Carly into his arms as they hugged.
"You scared me to death, kiddo." Michael says.
"I'm okay, Dad. I've… we've been through worse." Carly says.
At the same time, Ashley tied Trevor up in his own office as Jackie walked in.
"Ah, just in time." Ashley says.
"Get me out of here, Jackie!" Trevor yells.
"Sorry… I don't work for you anymore, Philips. Why would I want to work for someone who lied to a woman, making her believe she was his daughter for the first 13 years of her life and then ran off, never once bothering to look for her?! And on top of that, you tried to kill your niece and her friends by crashing that fucking truck into their car! I've dealt with some horrible bosses but you're the worst out of them!" Jackie says.
"I didn't fucking crash my truck into any car and try to kill anyone! I actually fucking care about Carly!" Trevor yells, Jackie slamming her fist into his face and knocking a few teeth out.
"You've got a twisted way of showing it! Tying her up, tossing her into your truck and then tossing her through the office door! And that's just from this week alone, she told me that you blamed her for Brad's death back in Ludendorff!" Jackie yells.
"She fucking witnessed it and didn't say a damn word!" Trevor yells.
"Were you if you were a terrified kid who saw your uncle and father get shot in front of you?! Carly had no way of knowing that Uncle M made the deal with the FIB, that he was wearing a bulletproof vest! She thought that he was dying, like Brad had died!" Ashley says, gradually getting louder until she was shouting.
At the same time, Ivory was outside, examining the Bodhi's smashed in headlights.
"Damn, Trevor… and I thought I was a twisted fucker." Ivory mutters, seeing a bit of blood trapped in the left headlight.
"You are twisted." Ivory heard, looked and saw two of the LS Hunterz, Tommy and Scott.
"Ashley Philips's friends, huh? Haines wanted-" Ivory says.
"This doesn't involve Haines or Ashley! It's your twisted obsession with trying to make an innocent girl show pain that's brought us here!" Scott says, slamming his fist into Ivory's head and knocking him out, Ivory falling to the ground.
"Damn, Scott. You hit hard, man." Tommy says, him and Scott dragging Ivory to the van they borrowed from Lamar.
"Well, I've been a cage fighter since I was 17, Tommy. Tiny was one of my opponents in 2011 and she kicked my ass. Since then, I've learnt to not judge by their size." Scott says, him and Tommy tying Ivory up before tossing him into the back of the van and slamming and locking the doors before getting in the van themselves and driving off.