Follow Me |e.d.|

chapter fifteen

-Malory pov-

"17 year old twins, Bryce and Blair Conway were reported missing two months ago. Police now have reason to believe they have been kidnapped by the notorious gang, Elements. If you have any information on the twins' whereabouts, please call the number below."

I shook my head. It took the police two months to finally believe me and realize Bryce and Blair have been kidnapped. Even their alcoholic father went to down the police station to convince them.

My phone rang, unknown number. I answered the call.

"Hello?"

"Mal.." a raspy voice replied, "it's time."

"I be right there," I said, hanging up.

It's time to get my best friend back.

-Ethan pov-

"As you all know we are part of the gang Elements, but our section is called is Xenon." Jace explained. "There are many branches of Elements. Xenon, Krypton, Argon, Mercury, and Radon. We will be joining with all four of the other sections to attack Toxin tonight."

Gasps rang though out the room as people started asking questions and making comments. All five sections of Elements have never been in the same place. This is a big deal.

"Well that's different.." Gray murmured.

My eyes locked with Blair's across the room, she was standing with the other girls. She gave me a slight smile before turning away.

"Please come up here to get your assignments." Jace instructed.

Me and Grayson slowly made our way to the front of the room and grabbed the papers with our names on the front. Grayson read the page, he looked at me startled. "Enter crew!"

"What?" I quickly read mine—'guard crew'.

"I-I'm guarding.." I stuttered.

Grayson shook his head. "There must be a mistake..they put your name on mine and mine on yours."

I looked over at the front of the room where Jace was still standing. He noticed me looking and smirked before turning away.

"No, I don't think it's a mistake."

-Blair pov-

Ethan slumped down my my bed, his head in his hands.

"What's wrong?" I asked, sitting down next to him.

"He's on to us," Ethan said after a few moments.

"What-who?" I asked, confused.

He sat up, still not looking me in the eyes, "Jace, he knows something's going on between me and you. That's why he put Gray on enter crew and me on guard duty."

I ran my hands through my hair. "I don't understand why would he put Grayson on enter crew if he knew about us."

Ethan locked his hazel eyes with mine. "To break me."

-Ethan pov-

I crouched down behind the bush, holding the gun by my side. Another gang member I didn't recognize crouched down next to me. I glanced over at him, he had brown hair and blue-grey eyes.

"So what, we just sit here and watch everyone else have all the fun?" He asked me.

"Pretty much," I answered shortly.

He yawned and sat down. "What branch are you from?"

"Xenon."

"I'm from Mercury.." He looked at me strangely. "Hey you don't happen to know a girl who had brown hair and blue eyes like mine-who joined a couple months ago, do you?"

My heart beat quickened, this isn't who I think it is..is it?

I hid my knowing. "Why?"

"I'm just looking for someone." He huffed.

We sat in silence for a few minutes before he spoke up again, "What's your name?"

"Ethan."

He nodded, holding out his hand. "Nice to meet you Ethan, I'm Bryce."

-Blair pov-

I paced my room for what seemed to be hours. I was one of the only members left behind from the Toxin raid.

Soon I could hear shouting and people running around. I was just about to leave my room to go see what was going on when there was a knock on my door. I quickly opened the door. "Eth-."

Freya looked at me curiously. "Umm, we need you in the infirmary."

"Why do they need me?" I asked.

"They need extra help, a bunch of guys got shot and their aren't enough nurses.." She pulled me out of my room. "Come on, all you have to do is listen to the head doctor—wrap bandages and give guys hand jobs.."

"What?!"

She laughed. "I'm joking! Now hurry up, you don't want anyone to bleed to death do you?"

We quickly made our way to the infirmary and walked into the crowded room. A lot of the cots were filled with groaning gang members. I scanned the cots closest to me, none were Ethan.

Freya continued to pull me along. "I didn't know there was a doctor here," I said.

She shrugged. "We hire them out for raids. We have almost a full functioning hospital in this building."

A frantic looking nurse ran over to us. "Are you hurt?"

Freya shook her head. "No, just here to help."

He sighed. "Oh, good, come with me. Most of the patients were shot in the arm or leg." We stopped at a supply closet he opened it up and pulled out a couple sets of scrubs. "But one young man got shot in the stomach, doctor had to operate on him immediately. So I'm left in charge."

He instructed us to pull up our hair, and put the scrubs on over our clothes. "Now, redhead go around and make sure everyone who wants water gets some." He pointed to Freya.

She nodded and walked away.

"Now me and you will tend to the people who need bullets taken out and stitched up."

The next hours were a blur, I followed the nurse from patient to patient. Taking out bullets, stitching up the wound, wrapping the area with bandages, and giving pain medication. Eventually we had helped everyone that we could, and he told me that I was free to go.

I stripped off the blood covered scrubs and threw them in the trash. I turned to walk away when a hand covered my mouth and pulled me back into a supply closet.

The door shut and for a moment there was complete darkness. My captor took their hand off of my mouth and reached for the light switch. I was just about to kick them and run when the light flicked on the revel Ethan. 

"Ahhhh." I groaned. "You scared the shit out of me!"

He smirked. "I thought you would like being kidnapped by your boyfriend."

"Umm, no, I've already been kidnapped, remember?"

His smiled dropped. "Oh, yeah, I guess I've been a little out of it all night."

He rubbed his eyes, and I noticed how red they were around the edges.

"Have you been crying?" I asked.

He nodded. "Pretty lame of me right?"

"No, crying isn't lame..what happened?"

He sighed, and shakily ran his hand through his hair. "Grayson's been shot..and it's bad."