Chapter 11
Bex's pov:
Grant was lying there in the fire. Trying to pull me up but the world was spinning and his words meant nothing as I slowly drifted away into a pit of dark nothingness.
Grant's pov:
She didn't answer me as I shouted her name all she did was stare into my eye like nothing had ever happened. The light in her eyes was diminishing to a spec and they dulled as she lay there. She wasn't breathing so I didn't wait any longer. I picked her up bridal style and ran with her in my arms.
"Help!" I shouted, banging at the door. "Help!" I tried the handle but it burnt me and I cried out in pain. "Help!"
It took me less then a second to realize that we weren't going to get help and only one second to realize what I had to do.
I slammed my body against the door as hard as I could and kicked it right off its hinges. As soon as I entered piece of wood came crashing down burning me, but I didn't stop there.
Macey's pov:
The light is bright in my eyes and I almost follow it, but then I see Bex.
She is in the light too.
She turns and looks at me, we share a sad smile and she reaches toward the light but there is somthing that forced me to grab her arm and stop her from moving forward. I shake my head.
She nodds.
And when I blink open my eyes I feel the weight of an attacker on me and stop thinking, I throw him off me and fight to get to my husband.
Nick's pov:
When she opens her eyes all her fight is back and she fights to get the man atop her off. She yelled and kicked and when the man was about to land a punch in her face I slammed him in the nose. He stood there, staring dazed. "Nobody messes with my wife."