Daisies || Max Mayfield

37: Fear

Fear coursed through me as the door broke open. The chain yanked the pipe right out of the wall, spewing a horrid gas all over.

Everyone gasped and stepped back, watching his sweaty, dark figure hit the floor. His veins were black. He slowly stood up, growling at Eleven.

She stared him right in the eyes, picking up a dumbbell and launching him across the room. They drove straight into the brick, leaving the wall cracked and crumbling.

He was still groaning as she raised her other hand, driving it closer to his neck.

She started screaming, blood spattering on the floor as he threw the weights back across the room. She collapsed on the floor to avoid the bar.

He walked over and grabbed her hair, standing her up as she shrieked. He turned, staring directly at us as he clamped a hand around her throat.

He picked her up as she gasped, kicking her feet in the air trying to hit him.

I glanced at everyone else. "Is no one gonna try and stop him?"

"She can handle it," Mike said.

"No, she fucking can't." I walked up to Billy, slamming the rounded end of the crowbar into his stomach.

"Dammit, Daisy!" Mike swung the bar into his stomach right after I hit him. Billy dropped El and fell on the ground. "Go to hell you piece of shit!" Mike screeched, swinging the bar again.

Billy turned around and grabbed the bar in midair, yanking it out of Mike's hands. He stood up, walking towards Mike.

"Motherfucker!" I shouted, smashing his knees with the crowbar. He screamed, turning to me when he was lifted in the air, choking.

He grabbed at the air around his neck, screaming and spitting everywhere.

Eleven had both hands raised, blood all over her, and again, was screaming. She stumbled in front of Billy, standing in front of him.

He had spit everywhere, screeching with a demonic roar appearing.

Eleven ended it all with one final shout, throwing him THROUGH A BRICK WALL. 

"Holy shit!" Lucas shouted.

El collapsed in Mike's arms, sobbing. He picked her up, hugging her and staring at us all.

"Look," Will whispered, nodding toward the hole.

I stepped forwards, still panting, and my heart racing. Billy had somehow gotten up. His shadow was sprinting across the lawn as he wailed, leaving a trail of blood and black gunk in the grass.

"What the shi-" El put a hand over Mike's mouth. He put it back down, pursing his lips.

"We need to leave," Max said.

"Yes," I added.

"My house," Mike muttered, putting an arm around El.

"Mike's house," I repeated.

"El you take my bed," Mike said, quietly opening the back door. "Everyone else, downstairs."

"What, you're gonna sleep here with her?" Max scoffed.

"Yes." He opened the hallway closet, pulling out two air mattresses in their boxes. "You figure out who gets what. I'll sleep on the floor."

I dropped my backpack next to the door, taking my crowbar and an air matress.

"Shouldn't we be sticking together?" Will asked.

"It's two floors, you'll be fine Will," Mike said, turning to the stairs with El.