A little game

Battle front

A/N: After this chapter the story line will actually start, and thanks for 100 reads!

Chapter four:

Sammie yanked me to his side quickly after the knife had impaled my phone, I wanted to scream for two reasons. One: my mother is going to freak, and two:My phone is now gone, and it was brand new. Why must the innocent ones always pay for the crime, I looked down at the knife that was surrounded by shards of glass from the screen. I looked up to see who it was that had permanently damaged my phone, a tall man who looked fairly familiar was reaching out to our prisoner. The man helping our prisoner had bright blond hair with dark roots, along with soft grey eyes, he was pretty tall, but I think Sammie wasn't shorter by much. Maybe an inch or two. Grey eyes pulled our prisoner in for a hug before asking. "Did they hurt you." He had a really thick Norwegian accent, our Prisoner shook his head although I noticed the bruise forming on his nose that he tried not put in the sun to make it noticeable. I felt bad, really bad.

"No, I'm fine."

"You have a bruise." Grey eyes said angrily.

"I fell." The prisoner retorted, lying perfectly. I looked at him, I hadn't noticed until now, but he had really nice bright yet dark green eyes.

"Elliot, try to be more careful." Elliot nodded his head, so green eyes is named Elliot and grey eyes I believe is-

"Logan!" Sammie called, Elliot looked at Sammie and was quickly pulled behind him. Damn, Logan's protective, and here I was thinking Sammie was. If you saw how quickly Elliot was yanked behind Logan, you'd be surprised he didn't get whiplash. I stood pretty close to Sammie as Logan(grey eyes) glared in our direction, He was pretty built compared to Sammie and Elliot. like... damn, it didn't look bad though, if I had to admit. Logan didn't seem to last in Elliot's lie for much longer before he turned to face us angrily.

"Which one of you hurt Elliot?" Logan said flatly, Elliot shook his head and tried to pull him away from us. Next to Logan, Elliot seemed much more frail and delicate; versus when he was alone. "I asked a question, didn't I?" I knew the question was rhetorical but Sammie is such a dork, I swear.

"Yeah, obviously." I took my fist and punched his bad arm and he grunted in pain, Elliot smiled from behind Logan; while Logan smiled and seemed satisfied from Sammie's pain. "Thanks, really I happen to enjoy the pain." I smirked at him before retiring my attention to Logan who seemed a little bit aggravated.

"I need my answer, now." Demanding though, he's demanding. Sammie kept a straight face as Logan walked forward, Elliot walked slower, but more in my direction. I won't hit him this time, I don't swear it though.

"Does it really matter?" Elliot said, he had an accent but it wasn't as strong and actually pretty close to sounding like an American accent. Logan nodded his head, and I sighed.

"It- it was me." I lowered my head in shame, Logan seemed less aggressive when I spoke, but his anger still beamed. Sammie narrowed his eyes at Logan as he spoke after my comment.

"You're lucky then." Logan hissed through his teeth.

"Why." Sammie asked harshly, Elliot gripped to Logan's shoulder to pull his back, and I moved a little back as well. From this view I could see all of them a little better now, and Logan was infact taller then Sammie. Elliot beat him as well by a close second, Elliot seemed much more feminine compared to the rest of us. Which confused me because he didn't seem so girly when it was just the three of us. The bruise was much for noticeable as it began to surface, I chewed my bottom lip as Logan moved a bit closer but Sammie stood still.

"Because if she wasn't a girl, I would have beat the shit out if her. That's why!" He said loudly, Sammie and I were both in shock from his tone of voice, even Elliot looked a bit taken by surprise.