Dedication to @HairyHarryWife for th trailer :)
blood oozed out, from above his eye. and streamed down his cheek. for a moment he did not know what just happened. his eyes traveled all around the crowded room but they did not settle on anything they just kept roaming searching for something, CONCIOUSNESS!!
"OH SHIT" mavis says before letting go of him. i did not now what made her get her guard up for letting go of the man. but my thoughts were soon answerd when mean looking guys stepped out of the crowd to observe the scene. they did not wore uniforms like the people who worked her they were dressed casualy.
"Run you assholes" she screams as she exits the crowd. instantly whe know thw situatio were pulled in. there is fear i my guts but the sence of amusement never left my body. we run behind her and for the slightest moment she seems lost.
(Mavis's pov)
People
people
more people
i look around the huge room not able to find any signs of escape, that is, until a staircase catches my eye.
"this way" i yell to them. they are hot on my trail. i motion them to go up the stairs and they do stay back just to make sure one of them don't break a nail or something. like come on. im in a bar fight and you're just standing there, with shock stuck in your throats. rather than running away.
Im talking with experience, these people come here armed and that's the reason why these five lads should be running for their lives. period.
zayn was the last to climb the set of stairs and then i followed him. i would have ran my way up but i couldn't. on the fourth step, i felt fingers curl around my ankle, instantly i grabbed the railing. and then it hit me. in movies if you're dragged down a staircase while facing it you get hurt alot.
i quickly flip myself like a pancake and re-grab (if thats even a word) the railing. the guy i just hit pulls me towards him and i stumble down the staircase. i keep my head pulled up, trying to save my head.
success!!
But not for long.....
he gets on top of me and gives me a hard blow stright in the face. it was so hard that my head was forced to a side and i felt the cold floor on my cheek. it started to sting at my jaw but i put the pain to a side and did what i had to.
oh, he's had it now!! i push him off of me and watch his huge body hit the floor. i march up to him and with one sharp blow i pay him back for the puch i just had. keep the change ya filthy animal.
"holy crap are you okay" i look up to find zayn at the top of the staircase.
"yeah" i reply and then go back to doing what i was. i realize zayn is still there waiting for god kows what. "what are you waiting for? my wedding"
on my words he runs off. the rest of the man i-so-badly-want-to-kill-but-can't are ready to grab me but i have to do it fast and run.
i pull back my right hand, while the left one holds him still. with all the force i have i push the hand forward, its not in a fist but stright as a stick. my hand presses over his chest right where his heart is suppose to be and with out any further a do i run up the stairs.
i hear him coughing. Kyle taught me this. i could have killed him but i didn't. he will be alright, i used my right, less forceful, hand.
im at the top and find the door, hanging open, to the roof. i run out the door only to find 4 boys on another roof while there was only one who stood at the edge.
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