All The Odds

Twenty-Seven

She ran.

Maybe she saw the murdering intent in Iverson's eyes and instinctively knew she had to run for her life or she was just plainly insane, either way she took off at top speed down Jenna's Street the moment she finished uttering her bomb. Iverson wasn't far behind.

He wasn't thinking, he couldn't even if he tried. It was like his mind was in a state of limbo, struggling to catch up with the turn in event but his body was better privileged, reacting without his consent.

One second he was standing dead, watching her run and the next he was chasing after her.

In a very far place in his head, he wanted to let her run, let her go, but it seemed his body had other plans.

He heard Biggie calling after him but he couldn't bring himself to stop and soon enough he caught up with her. His hand shot out to grab her shoulder and he prepared to use his body to support hers so she won't fall from the abrupt halt.

But she once again caught him by surprise when she whirled around so fast and knee him hard in the groin.

Iverson instantly let go of her and crumbled over in pain. Biggie and two other male passerby who witness the scene also grabbed their groins comically in homage to the pain of their kinsman.

Bella was on the run again, she just needed to get away from him but when she looked over her shoulder, she saw him still running after her albeit slower now and unsteady. She ran towards the people in front of a coffee shop and yelled for help without thinking.

"HELP! He is trying to take me." She cried and pointed back at Iverson's figure before darting pass the group.

As if working on command, three of the guys jumped into action and attacked Iverson instantly.

"Call the cops." One yelled to another. That, stopped Bella from running and she spun around just in time to see two of the guys punched Iverson in the stomach at the same time.

"Stop!" She screamed when another tripped him from behind and the two before him bounced on his body on the ground, not letting up on the blows they delivered to his body.

"Leave him alone." She cried and rush back towards them but people were coming together to form a crowd at this point and bodies delayed her approach to the scene.

"Get away from him." She screamed, fighting her way through the throng. Thankfully, Biggie was upon the chaos and had thrown his burly form between the guys and Iverson by the time Bella successfully weave through the crowd.

"What have I done?" She whispered as she fell on her knees beside Iverson's beaten form, she helped him into a half sitting position and supported his upper body with hers from behind.

Iverson spat a mixture of blood and saliva on the sideway and she began to sob.

"I'm sorry," she wanted to say but choked on it. She didn't mean for things to escalate like that, she wanted to hurt him but only with words.

"Yeah, let the cops come so I can get you all locked behind bars. The fuck did you attack an innocent man for?" Said Biggie, having a face off with the guys. One of them peered around him to see Bella crying and cradling a dazed Iverson on the ground.

"I don't understand, she said he was trying to kidnap her." The guy said, scratching the back of his head.

Biggie looked back to glare at her for a second before facing them again. "She's deranged." He told them. "We are trying to get her back to the facility."

There was a corresponding. "Oh." And chuckling from people as they began to disperse.

"We are sorry then." One of the guys said.