Bloodshed

Chapter 24: Instincts

**Life is like a rollercoaster ride. It has ups and down, and it's up to you of how you deal with it.**

Another lame update!

I'm actually having my not-so-good mood today because my 24 drafts of Bloodshed chapters were having sudden errors. It just disappeared on my phone. I really don't know why.
I'm mad, and frustrated, so don't expect me to write some happy scenes in my remaining chapters, please understand! :/

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//Mysticsheer//

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Gregory's Point of view:

I can't afford to lose her.

I wouldn't forgive myself if something bad happens to her. I dont give a damn about anyone right now, or what they would say. My mind is entirely thinking about Clara, and how can I save her.

I didn't mind Meredith's shouting, telling me to slow down. We were already at my car, and I was driving pretty fast. Meredith gave me few slaps and grips on my arms, but I didn't care right now.

" Slow down, Greg!!! For pete'sake we don't want an accident!!! "

" You think I fuckingly care right now?! "

" We have more time to warn Clara about this. Just slow down, please.. "

" I want to see her right now. I can't waste time. I would kill myself if I let Clara got hurt. You know how important she is to me. "

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Clara's Point of view:

" Hey. "

I smiled the moment I saw my partner in crime, Clarisse Montague, already dressed in an amazing disguise. Dressed up like that, I surely know that no one can be able to recognize her.

I was dressed like an ordinary teenager in black. Nothing elegant, nothing catchy. While Clarisse just seem to catch everyone's eyes at the airport. She's wearing a pink tube top and some bright pink pencil skirt that enhances her shapely, flawless legs. She's wearing a black short, wig with a full bangs in front. She looked demure, very classy, very stylish.
She didn't look like she was about to commit a bloody scene today. She didn't look like she was about to play her cards with death at this moment.

Nice style. No one would ever suspect her. In everybody's eyes, she was only a demure, classy, innocent and shy girl who flashes sweet smiles and gazes.

" You got the gun, sweetie? " I asked her, while slowly putting my dark glasses on.

" Yeah. It's showtime. Let's go out of this car and hunt for rotten, evil souls. "

I laughed as just before we got out of the car. Clarisse have our weapon strapped on her thighs, it was creatively done, she told me it wasn't noticeable anyway. But I told her our problem.

" The security was damned strict. We could get caught because they'll take a complete scan of your body. It's right in first door of the entrance. "

" What? I thought they didn't inspect clothes anymore! "

" They does that everyday. "

" What we're gonna do about it? "

" We have to call David for a back up."

" We don't have much time! Few minutes from now and Collins would be gone! We can't afford to lose him!"

" Alright! Clarisse, listen. We will execute our Plan C today, instead. One of us would be taking the entrance, to distract the guards. And the other one, would be taking the back door exit. "