(A/N) Hey. So I think I would probably have written this a while before I actually posted this chapter for it, but hey I can't tell the future. I write my A/Ns in my actual story the first time I write it on my word document so yeah that's what I mean by that. Anyways, if I'm posting this before the two month limit is over it's probably because I'm in a good mood and I have nothing to do. It's also your lucky day in that case.
As the car sped through London I kinda wished I was back home in Seaford. Scratch that, I really wished I was in Seaford. One, because I was homesick and two, because I was being chased by people who probably wanted to kill me. I don't get what was so special about me. I was just an American teenager. Well I guess I wasn't anymore since I was the new princess of England. Why did my life have to be so complicated? I mean it's not like anyone could have warned me before Claira came and shipped me off to England that I was a Princess? I mean that isn't something you just go around saying out of the blue without a warning! I never asked to be a princess. My life was perfectly fine before Claira had to come along and completely ruin it!
I really just wanted this whole thing to be over, I didn't care if these people are defeated or if I was killed I just wanted it to be over! I was sitting there thinking all this when I saw a black car speed up toward us. On instinct Jack grabbed me by the waist and pulled me to the floor. Not a moment too soon either because the moment I hit the floor a bullet flew through the back window. It hit one of the men dressed in suits and ties that Claira called her coliges that were already in the car. He was hit in the forehead. He died almost instantly. I heard another man yell to the driver to drive faster.
I felt the car increase speed. We were definitely going way faster than the limit, but this is life or death. I was getting very anxious now. It felt like we were going a mile a minute. The funny thing was no one seemed to notice. It felt like we were going pretty fast but apparently not fast enough because the enemy was quickly approaching.
By now we were speeding toward Westminster Bridge and the enemy was almost right behind us now. I was really anxious and scared now. I began listing things that would happen to us if they caught us because I was that anxious. Some of the things were: They would kill us as soon as possible, torture me until I give them what they want, kill Jack then torture me until I give them what they want, they kidnap Jack and send me to Buckingham palace to wait until they send a ransom call with what they want and send a box with his finger in it to prove that they really have him and I'm not insane. Okay maybe that did make me sound insane but I swear I'm not.
We had just got onto the Westminster Bridge and there was only one car blocking us from the enemy. Oh no! They just past the car! They are right behind us again. Jack grabbed me again and pushed me to the floor. This time he wasn't quick enough. The bullet hit his left arm. Jack cried out in pain. Now they pulled into the lane beside us. They are coming closer to us. They are almost touching us now. They're pushing us to the edge of the bridge. Oh no! We are about a few inches from the edge. I close my eyes so that I don't see what's about to happen next. I can hear the concrete crumbling. Now I feel the strange feeling of weightlessness. I slowly open my eyes and see that we are plummeting toward the water. Now I can't help but let my fear out by screaming.
(A/N) I decided that that would be a good way to end this chapter. I'm sorry it's short... I decided to change the rating from K+ to T because there is some violence coming up and there was a bit of violence in this chapter...