Divided

Chapter 11

We decided to split into 2 groups; 6 of us went for the flag, 6 of us stayed. Fallon and I were going to the bell tower while the other 4 stayed and held down everyone else.
It only took the other team seconds to realize we were there.
A light went off and there was a shout. I could hear gunshots going off but then I focused my hearing on Four's voice.
"We've got this, you and Fallon go for the flag." I took Fallon's hand and we were running through what seemed like a maze. We both parted, hearing shouts from the other team, we were about 10 yards from the bell tower entrance. I sucked in my breath, my back against one of the walls, and slowly pulled out my gun. I caught Fallon's eye and she nodded at me before dashing back towards the bell tower, I heard her gasp then a voice.
"Tell me if this hurts," Peter smirked. I ran around the wall and found myself behind Peter.
"You tell me." I said. I pulled the trigger and a wooden bullet shot into his back. He let out a groan before slowly sliding back against the ground.
"Bitch.." He mumbled as we ran past and Fallon shot another bullet into his leg.
"Asshole." She mumbled back as we ran to the entrance, "that was fun!" She yelled as we both laughed and climbed the stairs.
"I'll cover for you." She whispered as I opened the door that was on the roof and peaked through;
Molly.
I stepped up on the latter and pushed open the door and began to shoot. I couldn't get high enough out of the door without her shooting me so I was completely missing. Finally I pushed through the door and aimed my gun. I heard it fire, and her a scream.
But it was her gun that went off and my scream.
The wooden bullet went right into my left shoulder. I groaned as we both threw our empty guns aside and went at each other. She threw me on the ground, I bit back another scream landing on my bad arm. I kicked as hard as I could into her stomach and made my way back to my feet before she could regain her balance.
I threw my elbow into her nose and ran for the flag hearing her fall to the ground. I grabbed the neon flag with my good arm and let out a whoop. Yells and excited hollers began to rumble from below as I swung the flag and Fallon came up beside me. Side by side we held the flag in victory.

I took a deep breath, my eyes squeezed shut.
"Okay, okay, now!" I rolled my sleeve up feeling the tweezers go into my arm around and bit down on the rag, my eyes springing with tears. "Stop!" I cried.
We- Fallon, Rick, and Will -had been trying to get the bullet out of my shoulder for the past hour and a half and I couldn't do it. We sat in the infirmary, Will had tweezers in his hand and Fallon was trying not to throw up.
"Just get that thing out ready!" She screamed covering her mouth.
"See, that's what I don't get," Will said pointing the bloody tweezers at Fallon, "if you hate blood, then why are you a vampire?"
"I just hate the guts and..." She peered at my shoulder and paled. "Oh god, I think I'm going to be sick." She said covering her mouth and turning away.
"Okay let me try." Rick said coming beside Will and taking the tweezers. I took Will's hand and bit down on the rag once more. I felt the tweezers go into my arm and groaned, a tear rolling down my cheek.
"Man, it's really in there." He said and I couldn't take it again. I was about to tell stop when someone else did.
Four made his way over to me and I began to shake my head.
"What are you all doing in here?" He demanded.
"U-um.." Rick cleared his throat, "E has a bullet in her arm and we're trying to get it out."
"Why didn't you ask a nurse?"
"They're at dinner." Will spoke up.
"Shouldn't you be?" Four raised an eyebrow.
There was a silence.
"There is no way I'm eating." Fallon said finally raising her head from where it was pressed against a metal desk. Four crossed his arms, staring them all down.
"On second thought, um guys, let's go see what everyone is eating in the cafeteria." Fallon said as she and the guys made their way to the door. I hopped off the bed and reached for my jacket.
"Uh-uh, not you." Four said as I turned back. "You're not going anywhere with a bullet in your arm."
"But I'm hungry." I groaned hopping back up on the bed.
"I'll sneak you a piece of cake later." He said going over to a desk and grabbing some scissors. He came back and cut my sleeve off. I eyed him.
"Well I wasn't going to have you keep it rolled up the whole time, now was I?"
"Was that the only reason?" I couldn't help myself. He didn't respond.
I winced feeling the tweezers go back inside my arm and I cried out.
"Okay, that hurts." I groaned. He didn't listen. I had tears down my cheeks now and I didn't move a muscle afraid of the out come. I could feel the tweezers move and gripped to the closest thing that was near.
"So are you going to stay quiet the whole time or try and keep my mind off of.. Ahh!" I winced gritting my teeth.
"What's your real name?" He asked.
"What's yours?" I challenged, "and I thought we weren't supposed to ask about our old coven."
"I wasn't asking about your old coven, just your name." His eyes met mine for a moment, "simple question."
"Next question." I said closing my eyes.
"Are you always so stubborn?"
"On good days." I swore I saw him smile, which made me raise an eyebrow.
"You know you belong here, right?" He whispered, "I mean being a vampire, you make it seem.. Natural." It was the one thing that sounded honest coming from him.
"It's harder than it looks," I admitted.
"Not the way you do it." He said, and I could tell he wanted to take it back immediately. I looked at him about to ask him what he meant but heard the soft sound of a 'clink'. A bloody wooden bullet sat on the table, it was crazy how much a small wooden bullet could cause so much pain. I rubbed my slow healing shoulder and turned back as Four headed toward the door. I called out to him.
"How about that cake?"