Alex's
POV
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We walked down the sidewalk in silence. Justin and Asher on my left and Jess on my right. We had found a note in the HQ from those creepy stalker girls that we should come meet them at the restaurant. Why should we trust them you ask? Well we have no other leads and no ideas of what to do. When life gets so meaningless that you only have one choice...You tend to go for it. We walked down the street in silence. I could tell that it wasn't just me who had an uneasy feeling in their stomach. We made it to the restaurant then walked into the doors. It was actually more of a cozy little pizzaria. Its kind of sad that I've never been in here before.
"Oh my god! Crap! Why are you here?!" Screamed the brunette girl.
"What do you mean? You left us this." Justin said handing her the note.
She quickly scanned it over, face getting more terrified by the second.
"This isn't my handwriting!" She yelled.
The other blonde girl ran in suddenly.
"He's here...WHY ARE THEY!?" She suddenly yelled.
The first girl bent her head downwards.
"It was a trap. They tricked us." She admitted
"What are you two talking about?!" Jess complained throwing her hands up in the air.
Suddenly the glass windows next to us shattered. The glass went exploded everywhere, making me quickly close my eyes as the air started to shine with the aura of deadly crystal. Suddenly something cold landed in my hand. I opened my eyes and gripped it. I guess Nerf gun training will pay off. It was a pistol. One of the girls was tearing up the floor board and grabbing pistols out of it.
I looked over at the others who where just in utter shock...fear.
I gave them a determined look. I quickly scanned to see a circular wooden table and pushed it over to make some cover then crouched behind it. Outside I heard tons of screaming probably from passer bys. I looked over the table to see a group of guys step in the building. I aimed but...I'm thir fucking teen....I'm not going to shoot someone. I turned around to check on the others. I noticed that they were being pushed out the back by the two girls.
"ITS THEM!" A raspy voice yelled from behind me.
I popped my head up and shot straight at the men. What?! Is this a joke! A FUCKING JOKE. All that came out was a blast of pink glitter. The men started coughing and wheezing as the glitter probably slid into their lungs. I got up and sprinted towards the guys sneaking out the back, half way bracing my back for impact.
"Don't shewt ya idiot! I need those four alive!" A Irish voice roared
I bolted out the door hearing it slam behind me. I turned around to see a2j2 standing behind me and the girls pushing the door shut. Their eyes full of fear and concern. One of them looked straight at me and mouthed the word 'run'. I nodded showing I understood as I slowly stumbled backwards and started to run. I heard the pitter patter of feet against the concrete behind me thanking god they knew to follow my lead. We raced down the side walk as fast as we could to the only place we could.
We ran fast and hard sweat dripping from every place imaginable but too afraid to take a breather. Eventually we made it on to the porch of the house. I clamped my hand onto the door knob but another hand collided into mine. I looked up to see one on the girls was staring back at me. I turned around to see they were still with us.
"Don't tell the guys, grab your phones or anything you need and follow us." She quickly said.
"What!?" I blurted concernedly.
"Trust me, please." Her eyes where huge and full of innocence and hope.
I thought for only a second, closed my eyes and nodded as I opened up the door.
"Stay out here, we'll be right back." I said. A2j2 ran in. We jumped over and weaved through the crowd of guys with Ty on the floor for some reason and ran upstairs. We split up and grabbed tons of junk from our room and ran back out without saying a word. I think we all wanted this to be quick. We raced back out the front door. The guys car was pulling out. I wonder where they are headed. Mean while I spotted the girls stepping onto the back on the garbage truck. Its really a prime transportation for kids here. We ran put to the yard and jumped on the edge of the truck along with the two.
"Where are we headed anyway?" Jessie screamed hair flying in her mouth.
"You'll see." The girl causally looked off into the distance as if she had nothing more to say to us.
I looked over at Asher. He gave me a frightened expression obviously pointing at how weird this situation is. I watched as suburbs turned to farm land. What the hell? We were suddenly pulled off the moving vehicle by the girls. They landed on their feet but the four of us tumbled onto each other. Excruciating pain hit my chest as I feel flat on the ground and my limbs entangled with the others. We started crawling and rolling off each other groaning. Justin looked up from his crouched position.
"WHAT THE FUCK?!" He shouted steam practically shooting out of his ears.
"YEAH!" Jess barked agreeing with him. "WHILE JAMES BOND MIGHTA RAISED YOU WE HAD FOUR NERDY GUYS ALRIGHT?! WE CAN'T TAKE THIS SHIT!" She continued to hiss leaping of the ground and brushing herself off.
"That's doesn't matter right now!" One of the girls yelled pulling Asher up.
"We need to get into that house!" The other finished then helped me up while gesturing to a run down old farm house.
We stumbled and scampered our way to the front porch. Without hesitation I pulled open the front door when suddenly...
Bam.
I looked down at my stomache now throbbing with pain. I clinched my hand around the source and brought it back up to see my hand painted red. I dropped onto my knees and clinched my stomache once again. I slipped my hand inside my shirt and into my wound. I scratched around and pulled out something cold. I studied wide eyed at the bloody iron bullet in my hand. Shit. Two feet walked up to me. Even though my vision was getting blurry I watched as the nice black dress shoes stopped right in front of me. I looked up to see a ginger man with a cigar in his mouth looking down at me. A familiar Raspy Irish voice laughed.
"Aye, the names Reese Withers. Your coming with me."
He dropped his cigar and I watched as a fire ignited in front of me on the wooden porch. I tries to bear it. To turn around and see if the others were alright. To get up and punch that guy right in the face. To stomp on the flame slowly growing bigger. But the blood loss went straight to my brain. My vision went from blurry in gone and I felt a hard impact hit my side. Everything went black.
