Chapter Thirteen

***Oh yeah, terrible cliff hanger. Anyways, I'm still answering questions so ask away! This takes place right where the last chapter ended. Rated T for swearing/cursing, violence, pregnancy, mentions of sex, and self harm.***

Amber's P.O.V.

Who the hell was that?! Well obviously it's C but who is C? She sounded familiar. C had Patricia by the collar of her shirt. There was blood everywhere. What the hell was going on?! Is this what was happening everyday while Fabian and I were kidnapped?

"Well, if you brats don't mind, I have to go dispose of this, body. Oh wait, I don't give a shit what you people think!" C said walking away, dragging Patricia's body away. Eddie finally went unconscious from being shot in the head. I think seeing Patricia's body being dragged away was too much for him. I mean, now there is no Peddie, and that's terrible. And there is no Fabina. And that's a stinker for me. But the real problem here is Eddie. He's probably dying and we were doing absolutely nothing.

"Okay, Amber, can you do that thing on unconscious people?" Fabian asked me.

"Oh my god guys, what happened, and wait, what?" Alfie said walking in with K.T.

"Yeah, we're here, flesh, blood, and bruises. I think I'm still drained out but I can try." I said. Then I put my hand on Eddie's wound and it disappeared quickly. I felt light headed.

"Woah." I said stumbling over to Fabian.

"Are you okay? I know your power is hurting you." Fabian whispered in my ear.

"I think so." I whispered back. Fabian pulled out his phone. He had a text...

Oh, I forgot to tell you, Mara is in the hole. Good luck.

-C

"Um, can you explain that to me?" I hissed. Fabian was working with C?

How the hell did you get my number?

"I don't know how she got my number." Fabian said. He sounded startled. I didn't think he was working with her. Honestly, he was the only one I trusted.

Oh, why Fabian! All of them gave me your number. All 10 digits. (518) 521-7474. Well, I'll be on my way now. They'll be torched now. Mara and her unborn baby. Chow pretty boy.

-C

"That is not true. Guys, did you give C his number?" I said.

"I know I didn't." Alfie said.

"Well, someone asked for it. I, I-" K.T. stuttered.

"You gave C HIS NUMBER!?" I screamed. Now she has another access to us!

"I didn't know who it was! I didn't mean it!" K.T. cried.

"Oh yeah, and C didn't mean it when she chopped Nina's hand off." I hissed.

"Look, it's not really that big of a deal. I can change my number." Fabian said.

"Well you shouldn't have to!" I yelled.

"Amber, it's not a big deal." Fabian said.

"It is! We were kidnapped!" I yelled.

"What does that have to do with anything!?" Fabian yelled.

"It could happen again!" I yelled.

"And that's why I'm changing it. Changing means to have something and turn it into something else." Fabian hissed at me like I was retarded.

"I'm not stupid. I think I know what that means idiot." I snapped.

"Then what's the fucking problem?" Fabian hissed.

"What's wrong with you two!?" Alfie yelled.

"EVERYTHING!" We both screamed at Alfie. Fabian got another text.

Why are you two fighting? It's not like you two have knives in your back.

-C

"Oh wait, you do." C said. Then knives were thrown at our backs.