Sorry about the short chapter yesterday, but here is the next one.

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He looked up at me, hair flicking in to the eyes that had been running through my mind since I had first seen them. The emerald irises stood out and made my heart stop; because the hatred I saw there made me want to cry.

It's not like I expected him to be happy to see me, I had intentionally disobeyed him. "Get up!" he hissed when he had untied me and I tried to stand my leg wasn't strong enough to hold me up. "Get up!" he snarled again and I pushed myself into a standing position; my leg trying to stop me the whole time.

"I can't." I said and I slumped back down deflated when my leg gave out.

He scowled and then pulled me up forcefully. "If you had listened to me." He grunted and then let out a string of colourful swear words. "If you were not so stubborn."

I winced; from is words and the pain sweeping through my body. "Ow!"I hissed and he groaned.

"Shut up." He whispered in my ear and carried on pulling me up the stairs.

"It… ow." I groaned again as he pushed me in to a wall.

"Suck it up." He snarled, as he started to undo the screws on the vent. He managed to get it off and then pushed me to the opening, gesturing for me to get in. "Keep moving." He said and I shuffled forwards.

We kept on going for a while before I heard screeches from a familiar voice. "SHE'S GONE?" the voice rose up and I had a hard time not yelling back at her.

"Yes." Answered the recognisable voice of the boy, and then a really loud scream from the woman.

"Hurry." The emerald eyed boy urged me. We finally reached the end, the grate had already been undone and I jumped out. Right in to the arms of three – extremely angry looking – guards. They all had guns pointed at my chest and my leg gave way, making me collapse to the floor – the timing couldn't be better. "If you kill her, she will kill you." He said and in the second when they took their eyes off us he pulled out his own gun and shot.

All three of them collapsed. "Get up." He yelled and pulled me over to the gate. He typed in a pass code and I raised my eyebrows – making a mental note to ask how he knew later. We were just past the gate when I heard a shot ring out and a second later I felt a searing pain reap through my arm.

"OW!" I yelled and then I let out a series of swear words as the boy pushed me into a car. (A/n I don't know how old you have to be to drive in America, but for arguments sake, let's say they can drive.) "HOLD ON!" he yelled and I grabbed on to the chair with the hand that wasn't covering the bloody mess on my upper arm.

The wheels screeched and I flew forwards, catching myself just in time. He slammed on the accelerator and we shot off.

We travelled for an hour before either of us spoke. "How bad are you hurt?" he asked and I opened my eyes again. "Can you hold for another twenty minutes?" he asked, but I couldn't move. The cloth he had given me was stained with blood but I don't think that I was that seriously injured. "Did the bullet pass through?" he asked and I nodded. "Hold on." He said and he sped up. We were going really fast but I was almost completely passed out.

I could feel someone shaking me but I didn't have enough strength to open my eyes. I could feel hands on my back and under my legs and then I had the feeling of flying. But it was gone as soon it had started because I felt myself being placed down on something squidgy.

When I opened my eyes I was feeling slightly better and the broken areas didn't hurt as much. "Where I'm taking you is quite far away, this was the closest safe house with the stuff needed to clean you up." He told me and I tried to nod but I couldn't move. "Do you want something to eat?" he asked but I could tell he was just being polite, I could still see the hatred resting in his eyes.

"No." I croaked and he nodded. I looked down and saw the bandages covering my arm and leg. "Thanks." I forced out of my mouth and he nodded curtly.

"Can you walk?" he asked and I tried to stand up, but as I placed my feet on the floor my legs gave way and I fell forwards. "Ok." He said as he caught me and helped me out of the door and in to the car. He strapped me in and then opened his own door. "Try and sleep." He said and then the engine roared to life.

I shut my eyes and was soon being shaken awake again, "Five more minutes." I mumbled and someone grabbed my arm and pulled me up. "OW!" I hit my head painfully on – what I now knew was – the roof of the car.

"Good you're up." He said, I scowled, and then he helped me to walk to the door of the house that stood in front of us. "There are quite a few people here who are going to help me protect you." He said and he pushed open the door.

"They're here." was what I heard before I was pulled into a big hug, and then I was held at arm's length as he looked over me. "Dude, you brought her back broken, what are they going to say." I desperately wanted to ask who 'they' were. The boy in front of me was tall and muscular. He had short hair that was cropped close to his head.

"I wouldn't have if she had listened to me." The emerald eyed boy snarled and then walked out of the room.

"Don't worry about him." The boy in front of me said and then I realised that there were five other faces standing at the door watching me.

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