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Chapter 41

Magic's POV

I shoot awake, my body soaked in sweat from the heart aching dream I've just had, it was awful and... so real. She got shot for the second time in front of me but this time it was worse and it was my father who had shot her. I didn't even realise I had fallen asleep, one minute I was staring and the concreate ceiling and the next thing I heard explosions. I think Martin telling me about that rumour had something to do with it...god, I hope it was a rumour. It wouldn't be a coincidence that Charlotte left and then shooting was heard outside, my heart it telling me that i'll be told sadness but my head is too stubborn and believes it's a rumour. 

I look down to my wife beater vest that clings to my skin drenched in sweat, I pull it up off my chest and sigh before swinging my legs to the edge of the bed. My cellmate glaring up at me from the chair, his eyes frowned. When he realised I've caught him staring he coughs and begins to open his big mouth, "Dude, are you okay?", It angers me that he probably knows I've just had a horrible dream, I miss my peace. 

"Mind your fucking business alright", I hop off the top bunk and head to the sink, he spins in his chair continuing to write. Wonder how long he has been writing a letter to his wife, looks like a long ass letter. 

I turn the faucet and splash my face with water, it's refreshingly cold taking my boiling hot temperature down. A whistle sounds behind me, I turn to the cell bars and see a guard standing there, "Whyte", he calls. 

I walk to the cell bars twisting the sweat out my vest, it drops on the floor. It feels like I've just done a two hour work out by the way that dream hit my body. "Wanted to know about a little rumour?", I've seen this guard many times and word around here is that hr's corrupt and by the looks of his suspicious face he is definitely corrupt. He smirks, "It will cost you thought", he taps his baton on the steel bar.

I grab his collar and pull him towards me, his face smashes against the steel bar and I get closer to his face, "It will cost you a limb if you don't speak up...so you better get talking", he nods in fear. 

"It's not rumours Mr Magic...ugh, Whyte", he rushes out, "The shootings were right outside the building and apparently heading into the woods before hitting the roads, loads of cars totaled  and the governor was paid hush money"

"Who paid the governor?", I ask. 

"I don't know", I can tell he doesn't know this.

"What was the reason for the shootings?" 

"I don't know", he replies again. 

I let go of the useless piece of shit, but I know this has to do with Charlotte. How can it not be? "Let me out", I say.

"What?", he laughs like I'm joking. I tilt my head and his eyes become wide, "I could lose my jobs", he fears.

Charlotte's POV 

I hear a ringing in my ear, it's high pitched and so dull. My hair falls over my face, I look towards the driver side and see Harper's lifeless body through the gaps in my hair, I don't know if she's unconscious or...dead.

Please no.

I hear Ava groaning in the backseat, barely. The ringing is there but I can hear other muffled noises. "Char", I hear Ava speak out softly. I hear her struggle but I can't look back to see her. I look at the smashed windshield. A tree right in front of us, the impact took damage to the car. I jump as gun shots go off, this brings my hearing back to life. I hear Ava crying in the back, fighting with her seatbelt. "My leg", she cries out after I hear the clip and her fall to the roof of the car.

"Ava", I say her name and keep pressing the button to unclip my seatbelt. It's jammed and I probably can't get out without a knife. 

"Char, my leg", she begins to cry louder. I keep trying but only becoming more frustrated. With the gun noises and Ava crying it's making me panic more. 

"Charlotte!", I hear a man call out my name. 

The shootings stop and I look around me, what if it's the bad guys? I look to Harper again and she's still out cold, "Harper...", I shake her shoulder but nothing.

"Hello pumpkin", I hear that Texas accent. 

I look to my smashed window and see that long haired Texas man that I've never been more happy to see, "Nick!", I say louder than I wanted too.

"You don't look so good", he tells me before pulling a knife from his pocket. 

"Help Ava and Harper please", I say. 

"Hey!", he stands and shouts to someone. I hear footsteps crunch and men begin to pry Harper and Ava's door open. "Don't worry, they'll be alright"

I nod as he reassures me, he cuts at my seatbelt and catches me before falling on my head. He pulls me from the window and helps me up, "Can you walk?", he asks. I apply pressure to my feet but they're weak. The car is such a mess, the tree went right through the bonnet and the wheels continue to spin as the car is on it's roof.

"Okay", he sees me struggle. He lifts me to his car and putting me into the passenger seat. He rounds the car and jumps into the driver seat. 

"Wait, what about Harper and Ava?", I ask as he presses the start button and the SUV comes to life. 

"They look a lot more hurt than you, my guys will take them to the hospital. I'll take you to Beth to get checked over before going into hiding. 

"What? I can't leave them?"

"You're not leaving them, Ricky is after you not them", I nod in response, i guess they'll be safer without me.

"How did you find me?", I ask. 

"Magic has eyes and ears everywhere so once it was mentioned that you were in town, I knew Magic would want me to keep an eye on you. He feels useless in there so communication with each other is a little hard but we always find a way if not through the phone"

I nod, "Does Magic know?", my voice soft.

"No", he shakes his head. 

I look down to my cut up hands, they sting like needles are being stabbed into me. "I was going to look for you but they caught me before even leaving the prison", I tell. 

"I know. Magic will want me to keep you safe so we're going into hiding", he still calls him Magic despite knowing his real name. 

"Why do you still call him Magic and Where are we hiding?"

"One; he's still my boss and he prefers Magic, Two; I can't tell you"

I look out the passenger window and watch as we pass trees, "Will I get to call Harper and Ava?", I ask. 

"I don't think that is such a good idea"

I look back down to my hands, I hope they're okay. Harper was so lifeless and it scared the shit out of me. My body aches like a huge bruise it covering my whole body. I don't care if anything happens to me but if something happens to those girls I'd never forgive myself. 

"Don't worry, you'll be fine", Nick tries to reassure. 

"It's not me I'm worried about", I sigh. 

I lean my head against the window and close my eyes, everything flashing through my head like a memory book. What has my life come to? Shooting, kidnappings and mafia men? When I was a kid I dreamed about having a happy family, travelling the world with said family and just being happy...it's nothing like I planned at all. 

"Hey", Nick says and places a hand on my shoulder, "Don't worry about the girls, they look strong", he says. This makes me feel a little better, they are strong. I lay my head back onto the window and sigh, I close my eyes ignoring the memory book.

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