Chapter 38 (Damon)

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    I thought I just heard a whimper and I turn around. It sounded like it came from the direction Tabby went.
"Shit." I curse under my breath. I start running. There is a glow coming from the end of the hallway and I slow down. As I turn the corner, I see all the heads of Tabby's group. I'm in shock at how someone could do such a disgusting thing. The strong smell of blood jerks my head down the hallway. I curse under my breath again and begin walking towards the smell. I'm standing in a door way and in the room is Mrs. Hope towering over a fallen Tabby. Tabby has blood everywhere and I'm not sure where it's coming from. I want to fall to my knees but I have to stay strong.
"Mrs. Hope." I growl. She turns around to face me with a smirk on her face.
"I guess I had to do the job myself since you got attached." I clench my fists.
"I should never had trusted you to do the job Damon." She hisses "You're to weak." She steps towards me with one hand behind her back. I take a step back and glance at Tabby. I can hear a faint pulse. She just has to stay alive so I can get to her. Mrs. Hope takes another step forward and I take one back. My back hits the door behind me, which I don't remember closing. She steps closer until she's right in front of me.
"I have a surprise for you Damon." She takes a wood spike from behind her back and touches the tip to my heart. My heart rate picks up.
"I have no other use for you." She spits in my face. "You can die with your girl." I glance at Tabby again and frown, I can't hear her pulse anymore.
"Okay, just do it." I sigh and close my eyes.
"STOP!" Someone yells and I snap my eyes open. Tabby is standing up and she is holding her stomach. She is very weak and can barely stay on her feet. She has her gun out and is pointing it at Mrs. Hope. Mrs. Hope is looking at her with what looks like shock. I smile. That's my girl.
Mrs. hope walks over to Tabby and pushes her to the ground. I growl and rush to her, ready to snap her neck.
"Damon I got it!" Tabby looks up at me with pleading eyes.


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