CHAPTER 2
Victoria backed away from Max abruptly and hit her ribs painfully on the table edge. Max strode towards, feet sounding heavier than ever before. When she reached her, Max ducked down and grabbed a fistful of the shoulder of Victoria's sweater. She was pulled close to Max, faces inches apart. Victoria was turning pink even though Max had piercing eyes of serious rage. Max growled out. "You will grovel and earn Kate's forgiveness or I swear Vic, You will never have a chance with me." Max quickly let go of her flustered captive's sweater to grab her jaw. She planted a firm kiss, which caused Victoria to squeak, eyes wide. Green locked on blue.
As quick as it happened Max briskly pulled away from her. "Grovel Vic." With that Max was headed toward the door. Giving Jefferson the bird as she walked past him, it had worked often enough to shut him up. Leaving Victoria beet red and eventually sharing a look with Kate.
The door shut behind her and she walked a few steps, waiting the perfect amount of time. Now that she knew no eyes were on her, she stopped time. Swiftly she made her way to David Madsen, letting time out of her grip when she was behind him. "Madsen!" She barked, subconsciously sounding like a young Drill Sargent. He snapped around, surprised to find Caulfield yelling at him, not a teacher. "I ran into Nathan Prescott who's looking for Chloe and I'm positive he has a gun. He was headed toward the girl's front bathroom." Max turned and ran into a near by closet, stopping time again.
Once again she waded out into the frozen halls of the. David was already on his way to the closet she had hid in. Hopefully he would jump into action soon. Although if he didn't act soon enough, Max was going to. Making her way to the bathroom was easy enough, probably could do it with her eyes closed. Her grip let loose when she reached her destination.
As she stared at herself in the mirror she was counting down until she knew Nathan would enter. The fog of time taking over her mind again. The flutter of the butterfly through her vision seemed to dispel the fog and she remembered what she was here to do. Following the blue wings she was in the back corner of the bathroom. She pushed the cart aside and picked up the hammer to the fire alarm. She glanced over at the alarm and scoffed with a smirk, as if. Absentmindedly she flipped the hammer in her hand while leaning back against the last stall. Now it was all down to who got here when, she couldn't tell if she actually wanted David to stop it all.
Nathan entered and all emotion drained from her face. Her grip tightened on the hammer. It played out the same way it always did. 'God damn it, where are you David.' Max thought before deciding there wasn't any time left. She stalked out from the shadows, crouched, already rearing back with the hammer. Nathan pressed Chloe against the wall, the gun to her ribs. With surprising speed and force the hammer slammed down, aimed perfectly at Nathan's lower spine. The thud, the crunching of bone, the scream from Nathan as his legs went limp, Chloe's gasp, and the gun shot.
Max readied the hammer again but her wrist was grabbed by Chloe. The brunette gave a glare Chloe had only seen on wild animals protecting a fresh kill. "What the fuck!?" Chloe shouted while trying to pry the hammer from the small girl's grip. Max softened her stare and let the hammer go. "Max?" Chloe's eyes flickered between her friend's and the boy who was screaming through tears on the floor.
The hammer fell with a clatter and Chloe followed it. Slumped down against the bathroom wall. Max froze, not time it's self, simply her. Panic shot through her in a long forgotten way. That gunshot wasn't the hallucination that haunted her. She hadn't got there in time. Her right hand started shaking and raising on it's own.
The undf caused David to burst into a sprint. His shoulder went against the door and it barely missed Chloe as it swung open and smacked against the wall. He scanned the room and eyed the gun, still within Nathan's reach. Although he could tell the boy was preoccupied in anguish, David kicked the gun away ever still.
"My legs." Nathan moaned.
The training kicked in and David went to his side. "Girls, I need information now!"