I walk away from the fight, Jiska's blood staining my hands and her corpse behind me. Soon she would just be another ghost someone would have to destroy. I look and the bridge. The entire crowd is looking with open mouths.
I look down and see that you can practically see my underwear because my shorts are so ripped and my bra is showing. I don't care. I keep right on walking. I have to get to my car. But my car at Portland Row so I have to go through the crowd. Past Lockwood. The love of my life. There. I admitted it. I keep a straight face until I get to the bridge. Then the mask starts to slip. They've seen enough so why not go the whole way?
"Lucy?" Holly calls my name like she's scared I'll bite her. I look to the back of the crowd and see Lilly and Max. Their running fir Portland Row. They must have scented the car. I smile softly, before backing up a few paces.
I run forward and jump, morphing as I do. I hit the ground in the middle of the crowd. Everyone gasps and backs up. Lockwood steps forward out of the crowd.
"Stop it Lucy! We deserve and explanation!" I do nothing but growl low and take a step toward him. Lockwood steps back. I turn and jump again landing on the other side of the crowd. I can hear shouts but I don't pay attention. I'm to focused on running. I make a mad dash for the house and see Lily and Max sitting in the back seat. My heart swells with relief. Then I hear a sound. From behind the car. I take a battle stance and growl as Lockwood steps out form behind the car.
Sword drawn.
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