Sorry, this chapter is really short but I'm still kind of having writer's block. Please suggest some ideas!
The pain in my shoulder was immediate and blazing fire as the bullet jammed itself into it. I felt like I saw sparks flying but in reality it was blood, my blood, flying out and drenching Rose.
I dimly realized that she was covered in my blood as I violently crashed to the floor.
Was the world actually spinning? It felt like it. My shoulder was throbbing endlessly.
My body starting to spasm and Fang rushed to my side and held down my arms in an effort to stop it.
"What happened?" he cried urgently at me.
My eyes were wide and surely full of fear.
"Shot," I barely managed to whisper. "Shoulder."
Gazzy leaped up and charged himself out the room and through the window onto the fire escape where the attacker stood. But Gazzy missed as the eraser pushed him off the side and he shook his wings out in order to keep from plummeting to be a pancake – like splatter on the ground.
The eraser charged into the room, holding a gun with what looked like a syringe inside of it. Strange.
He pushed Fang off easily and sat down on top of me. It was like everyone was frozen. No one was coming to get him off of me. No one was moving. Instead, they were staring and gaping at the thing on top of me.
"So good to see you again, Max," Ari growled.
I was still shaking and spasming as he leaned down towards my face, his canines looming dangerously near to my throat. Blood was already gushing out of me onto the floor and if he hit an artery, I was going to die very soon.
"Get off me, mutt. I've never really been much of a dog person," I snarled at him.
Total, in the background, cried out, "Hey!"
"What a shame, because you'd make such a lovely bitch," he ran his nail down the side of my face drawing blood in what he probably thought was a caring gesture but made me cringe with his innuendo.
"You do realize you're a complete sketchball right?" I asked him. Really, I believe my tone of voice was bordering past incredulous.
"Eh, what's a little incest between brother and sister?"
"Get off her," Fang growled menacingly. He seemed to have broken out of the trance he'd been captivated in upon his astonishment. Hm, big words.
"You're right, she'd probably like to be on top instead," he said. I think I threw up in my mouth a little bit right then. "You would know, wouldn't you, Fangy boy?"
And that was when Ari decided to put a cloth over my face drenched in chloroform. The last thing I saw was Fang leaping at Ari from one direction and Iggy from another.