Chapter 17

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I kept walking down the street till I heard the guys shut the door behind me. I looked back and everyone seemed to have gone back inside but I still kept walking away. When I was sure no one was watching I turned around. Those fucking bastards have Tara. I went around the house carefully, looking for a way in. 

I took out my gun but kept the safety on so I don't shoot myself while climbing in. It seemed the house was locked tight but I still looked around. Finally I found a small window open, just wide enough for me to squeeze threw. It was higher up but I grabbed a small trash bin and carried it over. I flipped it upside-down and stood on top. Grabbing the window I squeezed threw, just fitting.

As quiet as I could, I stepped down and padded across the bathroom, which is the room I crawled into. I bit the inside of my cheek and thought of what to do now. I can't go in guns blazing because they have two people in there, that I know of, and they have loaded guns. I bet they have them sitting beside them. The door was half open and I looked outside of the door. 

There was a hall, it expanded both left and right and was hardwood-flooring. I wish it was carpet for then it would be easier to be quiet but I just slipped off my shoes. I crept out into the hall and I heard one of the guys laughing, it was coming from the left. The closest room was on the right and I could see it was a dinning-room but they had it almost a games room. The next closest door was on my left and was where I'm guessing they were sitting.

I crept as silently as I could towards the dinning/games room, holding my sneakers in one hand and my gun ready in the other. I entered the games room and at the other end was another hall. I shuffled down the room and I could hear Tara yelling. I followed her voice and slowly peeked into the hall to check if anyone was there. There wasn't anyone but to slip into the doorway where Tara's voice was coming from I have to pass where they are sitting. The door was located half way threw the way to what I presume is the kitchen. I tiptoed down the hall and when I got to the kitchen froze. I could hear a TV and the guys talking to one another. 

I peeked in and they were both facing the TV, backs turned to me, and continued chatting. The door I wanted to go into was open so I made a small quiet run for it. I slipped inside and hid behind the door, waiting to see if anyone saw me. When nothing changed I quietly shut the door and started walking down the stairs. I guessing they had Tara in the basement and I knew someone was down here with her. I placed my shoes on the ground outside the door and made as little noise as possible.

I held the gun tighter, ready to shoot, but I would prefer not to use it. I love my gun but the nice thing about knives is they're quiet. I enter a big, lightly lit room and saw a creep holding Tara. I hid in the stairs and watched as he walked around her.

He touched he beautiful hair and played with it with a smile. He ran his hand down her face and lifted her chin up to look at him. "Aw baby-doll don't be so stubborn, this can be fun," he said leaning down to kiss her. She spat in his face and he was about to slap her but I wouldn't allow that. "Didn't anyone tell you not to hit a lady," I scolded. I was leaning against the wall with my arms crossed, gun in hand. They both looked at me and the guys eyes flared in anger.

"What are you doing here," he asked. "Just getting my girl," I replied smugly. I know Tara will yell at me later for calling her 'my girl' but I'm about to save her life so I'm allowed to. "I'm sorry to tell you this but she's my girl now," he said as he takes out a knife. He put the knife against Tara's neck and smiles.

I lift my gun and push myself off the wall and take a step towards him. "She can't be yours if your dead," I say coldly. I give him my icy glare take another step closer. "I wouldn't move if I were you or she'll be dead," he sneered. I seemed unfazed and pointed my gun at his face as a reminder. "You kill her and the first thing you'll feel is a bullet threw your brain," I say as I watch him move so Tara is standing be between me and him. Tara is just looking blankly at me but then I saw something flash in her eyes. "Chase," she says sweetly. "Shut up bitch," he sneered. "Fine, I'll shut up," she said and threw he head back with the word 'up'. 

Her head hit half of his which made him move the knife from her neck. "You shut up bitch," she sneered back at him. He seemed to have forgot about me for a moment so I ran over and punched him right in the nose. Blood gushed freely down his face and his hands shot to his nose. He seemed to smarten up because he sent a fist flying at me but he was to late. I had guessed his attack and had moved so he only hit the air. I gave him a hard kick behind his knee and he almost fell to the floor. 

He grunted and I heard the one guy upstairs yell, "quiet down we can hear you." I almost laughed, they thought he was grunting because of raping Tara. I lost my focus while listening to they guys upstairs and Chase, I believe that's his name, punched me in the jaw. It stung but it's not the best place to punch someone. I kicked out, hitting him full force in the balls. He dropped like a sack of potatoes and I picked up his knife and cut his throat.

I ran over to Tara and started cutting away at her ropes with the bloody knife. Once I cut her free she stood up and mumbled "I'm not your girl." I laughed, knowing that she would say that and climbed the stairs. Now I just have to get both of us out without being killed by the other two. I swear this girl is a trouble magnet, I'm not sure how she survived till now.

 Also one thing I'm positive of, this girls gonna be the death of me. I shook my head and stopped at the top of the stairs to slip on my shoes. After, I handed Tara they bloody knife and held my gun out, ready for attack. We slowly opened the door and looked out. The guys were still watching TV but it may be harder to get out then in was to get in. There are a couple ways we could go out; the bathroom window, the front door or the backdoor.

 You have to go threw the kitchen to get to the front door so I crossed that one off. The backdoor is down this hall and then there's the window. The door might be the fastest way out so I guide Tara past the kitchen towards the backdoor. We creep past the kitchen but then one guy turns around. His eyes lock on us and we go into a full sprint towards the door. We get there and I hear gunshots behind me. They miss and I continue to try to open the damn door.

I hear another gunshot and hear a shape intake of breath. I turn around and see one of the guys looking at his chest, which now has the handle of a knife sticking out of it. I wonder for a moment if Tara would be a knife or a gun person. I pulled my gun and shot the other guy in the head. He falls to the floor with his friends and finally the stupid door opens. I fling out and grab Tara, pulling her out with me, then we are racing down the street. "Do you have a car," she asked.

 "I walked," I reply, wishing I had my bike. We kept running for a bit more, even though we killed them, then stopped. I turned to look at Tara and she is staring at me. I look into her eyes and I can see she was scared, scared of the guys back at the house. As I look into her eyes I see the bitchiness, the walls, everything crumble and then she throws herself at me. She wraps her arms tight around my neck and gives me a bear hug. I hug her back as she curls into my shoulder, not ready to let go. 

Slowly I let go but I keep an arm around her waist for support. She let's go and lean into me as I hold her. "We should go," I whisper and she nods, stepping away from me. "Sorry," she mumbles. "Don't be," I say and I'm tempted to pull her in for another hug but I don't. I watch her as she walks beside me down the empty streets. I know then that no matter how much she annoys me I care for her, and I also am almost sure she feels something other then hate as well. We walk in silence but it not awkward and in the first time in weeks, I felt whole.

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Ohhh what you think gonna happen to them!! Blaze finally gave into liking Tara but does Tara like Blaze?!?!?!??

Sorry bout the kinda sucky chapter!! Promise sorry they have all been kinda crappy!! Talk to me guys though!! What ya think?? To much action, not enough romance, not enough friend and Matthew time... Help me out here!!! What are u guys thinking????? Comment vote please love you guys <3

~Natasha =D

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