Unwanted Cupcakes

Chapter Twenty Six

"Go out the window," Flynn instructs.

"What about you?" Lexis whispers, already on the move.

"I'll be right behind you." Flynn says, peeking between the small gap where the door connects to the doorframe. "Go now!"

"Come on," Lexis says, grabbing my arm and pulling me towards the window.

Alisha follows closely behind, moving forward after to open the window. She climbs out first, and since her room was faced towards the front of the house, jumps down onto the little roof below and then down to the ground.

Lexis motions for me to go next and I throw one leg over, turning back to look at Flynn who puts his thumb up and mouths 'go'. Nodding, I pull my whole body out of the room and take the two jumps to the ground.

Alisha drags me to the side behind a bush when there's yelling above and Lexis, who was just about to escape, gets pulled back.

"Shit!" I let myself get yanked back and duck down when the head of a masked guy pops out of the window and then in again. Turning to Alisha, I ask, "What the fuck do we do now?"

"I don't bloody know!" She whispers frantically, "I've never been in this position! My fucking house, my parents are gonna kill me!"

"Not if these guys do first!"

"Great, thanks for that Faye," she mutters sarcastically. "We gotta go."

I shake my head and look at her like she just suggested to butcher a heard of alpacas. "What? No, we can't leave them here!"

"Well, what do you propose?"

I'm just about to answer when two guys come walking out of the house, one with a mask and another without who looks a hell of a lot like Vince, getting into one of the cars parked in the middle of the street.

"That's fucking Vince," I growl, moving forward to go at him, but getting stopped by Alisha. "He's the one that put us in this position! Get off me!"

"Faye, calm the fuck down!" Alisha slaps me. "You can't just walk up to him. How do you expect that to work out? There's so many more of them and-- in case you've forgotten-- they're fucking armed. With guns."

Rubbing my cheek, I glare at her but stay put, "We can't just leave, Chase will most definitely kill them."

"I know," Alisha says, taking her phone out of her pocket.

"Are you seriously reading right now?"

"Sorry, no, wrong app! I'm just used to pressing it. Anyways, I have their Boss' number, do we call him?" She asks, handing the phone to me.

"There aren't any other options right now," I say, pressing the number and bringing it up to my ear. The phone rings twice before he picks up.

"Hello, who is this?" Damon's voice sounds through, sounding disorientated and slurred.

"Are you drunk?"

"Ah, Faye! H-how did you get my number and why exactly are you calling?" He hiccups, completely out of it.

"Flynn and Lexis are currently trapped by Chase's men," I explain, gritting my teeth. "So, if you would send some people to come fucking help before they get shot, that would be real fucking nice."

"Wait, what?" He asks, sounding a little less drunk. "Chase what?"

"Oh my fucking god," Alisha growls, snatching the phone out of my hands. "They're trapped and are about to be led to their death!"