A Dozen Roses(A Skylox Fanfic)

Chapter 16 Knife Called Life

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Chapter 16
Sky POV

I lunged at him my weight colliding with his shoulder as he turned away and made a swipe for my side with the knife. I recoiled the side of my shirt ripped.

"How dare you. This was new." I hissed stepping closer. I watched his footing and movements. I was familiar with all of it.

The way his left foot slid behind the right when he ducked. How his arm coiled around his stomach and rib cage when he swung. Like he was protecting his ribs specifically.

I hooked my fist in an attempt to launch a hit at his chest. He stepped back and once more his left arm covered his ribs. I furrowed my eyebrows but stepped forward. He hadn't fought like this when we fought several months ago.

I had dropped my knife mid quarrel and opted for simple hand to hand combat while he still wielded his blade. I needed his right hand to swing, with the knife. When he swung that hand his left hand twisted backwards with his shoulder. It left his ribs vulnerable.

We swapped punches and kicks for a moment or two. My arms had a big bruises on them and my legs felt soar. Ty's eye was darkening as a black eye formed.

"What's the matter can't fight me..Deadlox" i spat his name the way I would talk to any other criminal. It seemed to irritate him even more than anything.

He made a lunge with the knife making a move for my heart. My body coiled back and my arm extended diving my hand into his rib cage.

We stood frozen almost like time had stood still. My body felt numb as the blade of his knife slid itself my shoulder. At the same time my fingers dug themselves into Ty's rib cage. Right where a rib was suppose to be but wasn't.

His eyes widened and he recoiled leaving the knife in my shoulder. I fell to my knees my hand coated in blood as was his shirt.

"You...you bastard!" He launched his foot out and it connected to my temple and I hit the ground. Out cold.

Deadlox POV

This was bad. This was so bad. I could feel the stitches bleeding profoundly threw my stomach and soaking my shirt.

I turned and darted for the door. Blood was beginning to bile in my throat and I suppressed a cough. Once outside I dipped behind Bodil and Simon.

"We need to go." I gasped out coughing a mouthful of blood on the floor.

"What about the plan?" Simon hissed. Him and Bodil were still at gun point with Jerome and Ian.

"Fuck the plan. We need to go." Simon grabbed my upper arm and helped me steady myself. I met Ian's eyes "Your boy is fine. Be grateful."

We backed down the hallway slowly my feet dragging along the floor.

"I suggest you let us threw the barricade" I called out. "Unless you want Adam to die." Jeromes eyes flickers concern.

"What did you do to him?" He hissed. I forced a cocky smile with blood dripping from my lip.

"He met my friend Life. She's quite a beautiful knife. I even knocked him unconscious for you." Jerome gripped his gun angerily but made no move to fire.

Ian let out a long breathe and pressed a blue tooth in his ear "clear the side baracade and let them threw. Once there gone send in a medic we have an injured agent." Simon helped me down the hall and threw a side door. Bodil followed up behind me keeping his gun raised.

My footsteps were faltering as I clutched my ribs tightly. I had two of them removed hours after Adam left my mansion. They were already broken and had been caving in slowly from fights. They were caving in towards my lungs. So I had them removed and my body was still so weak from the surgery.

I needed Ghost to stitch my wound up again. I need pain killers, fuck he could put me on morphine and Id be happy.

The cops had moved aside as they had been ordered. My body hunched over and I almost fell. I felt Bodil grasp my arm and step closer hoisting me up into his arms. I felt relief flood threw me as I didn't have to walk.

Just down the road Bodil shoved me in the back of a van and climbed in with me. Simon shut the doors and hopped up front. Ghost was at the wheel and hit the gas peeling out. We drove past the barricade and I glanced out the window as Adam was wheeled out of the school on a gurney.

Honestly. I quietly hopped he was okay.