If There's Revenge, There's War: Book 2

23. Damn You Cliffhangers

Sorry I updated so late!
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Jensen's P.O.V:

We all fell to the ground as I shielded Danneel.

There was silence.

I looked up to see that the time from the bomb had stopped at one second.

"We're clear." I announced.

Everyone around the room started to stand up as Pete had a frantic look on his face.

"Where is Preston!" He shouted.

We all shrugged as Pete ran away from the crowd to look for him.

"Move out." Stephen said.

"What? Now?" I asked.

"We are ALL LEAVING!" He pointed at everyone. "It's safer to leave this place."

"We can't leave! I have school!" Zachariah said.

"Wouldn't you rather live?" Mitchel asked.

Zachariah remained silent as Stephen walked over to Patrick and Maximus.

"How is he doing?" Stephen asked as he crouched down next to Maximus.

Patrick laid his two finger near his neck, "he still has a pulse. But it's beating really fast."

"Call 911." Jared ordered Gen.

Gen pulled out her phone as she had started to call them as soon as possible.

"They're coming in five." Gen replied.

"Try to stick with us." Stephen looked down at Maximus.

Maximus nodded slightly as I heard someone scream.

"PRESTON!"

Pete's P.O.V:

I left the crowd as I went looking for my son.

"Loose them one last time-" Misha threatened. "Or I'll take all the kids back with me. Even Saint and Bronx."

I ran down the hallways yelling for him name. No response.

I continued down the hallway as I saw a trail of blood.

"What?" I asked myself.

I followed the trail as I saw the most disturbing thing ever.

Preston laid on the floor as his eyes were wide-open. He was gasping for air like a fish out of water.

That wasn't the worst.

Paris was next to his body, hung against the wall.

GHOSTS

Was written in blood against the wall.

I ran over to Preston as I rested his head on my lap.

"Preston." I whispered.

"Dad-" He attempted to speak.

He coughed up blood as I had started to sob.

"Preston. Hey buddy, don't leave yet. You still have a life to live."

He looked at the ceiling as he saw Paris and slightly smiled.

"Spencer-" He said.

"Spencer died." I replied.

"I want to see him."

"You can't. Not now. Don't go Preston."

He looked at me as he had started to loose control.