One Last Bullet

Chapter 6

POV: Cavan

As I stare out the puny, barred window of my cell, I hear the guard outside the door taunting Nadia with a roll. I turn around to see him holding the chunk of bread just out of her reach. He was leaning in, teasing her. She was plastered to the rods of the cell doors, muscles straining, her desperation clear.

"Come on, just reach a little farther," the man taunts, a devilish grin on his face.

Rage built up inside of me finally breaks free of whatever bonds were there. I start across the cell, bumping into everything. Since they took my glasses away, my bad depth perception has really been screwing with me. I speed up, and before the guard can do anything, I have him by the neck of his jacket. I pull his face up against the bars.

"Listen to me, you little prick! Leave her the hell alone! Do you hear me? LEAVE HER ALONE!"

I watch his terror-stricken face become flecked with saliva as I scream on.

"Cavan! Stop! Please, just let him go!" I hear Nadia whisper frantically from my left side, tugging on my arm. Her touch wakes my previously unconscious mind. In a flash, the man has a taser in his hand, and is shoving it into the back of my neck. My grip breaks, and I feel all my muscles contract. I fall back, convulsing, and hit the ground hard. Nadia runs over and grabs me to stop my violent jerks. The guard pulls a gun on both of us.

"Luke! What the hell is going on here?"

"Ugh. Not this asshole again," I wince, trying in vain to sit up. The head guard, Jax, had just walked through the door. He looks around the room, taking in the guard rubbing his throat and brandishing his pistol, and Nadia cradling my head in her arms. The smell of scorched hair is fuming through the air like a toxic gas.

Jax grunts, unconcerned, and tugs a chain in his left hand. Two strangers, each wearing a pair of handcuffs connected to the chain, stumble through the doorway.

The first one is a girl, about my age, with bluish hair. She isn't too hard on the eyes, plenty of curves. She's putting up a strong fight, almost wrestling the chain from Jax's grip. He reaches around and smacks her so hard, she is knocked over.

The guy hobbles over as fast as he can with his leg shackles on. He's skinny, but that's not to say he isn't muscular looking. He has a strong jawline, and a black eye is blossoming brilliantly on the left side of his face. He doesn't appear to be able to put weight on his left leg, thus creating a terrible limp.

They were both punched into the cells on either side of us. The girl instantly ran at the bars, screaming curses at Jax. The guy was yelling, too, but at the girl instead of him.

"YOU BASTARDS! YOU ARE GOING TO PAY! DO YOU HEAR ME, ASSHOLE?!"

"Wynter, stop! You are only going to get us killed!"

Jax fired a shot from his pistol. The girl, Wynter I guess, flinched, but no reaction was gained from the boy. Looking pleased with himself, he turns to see a prisoner rushing at him from behind, holding a cell bar. Without a word, Jax shoots him in the leg. As the man falls, howling, Jax pulls up his head, and blasts him right between the eyes. This time, the guy jumps.

"The next person who says one more goddamn word is gonna end up like this dickhead. You follow me?!"

We all murmured in affirmation. He panned his gaze across the room one last time, and beckoned the guard to follow him.

"Anyone ever told you you look like a dick wearing a bandana?" the girl yells at the closed door. She receives a dirty look from the guy.

"What? He does. You can't tell me he doesn't,"

I speak over the guy as he starts to reply, "I'm wondering if you could tell us who the hell you two are?"

"Oh, yeah. Sure," the guy says, a crooked grin sliding onto his face, "My name is Micheal. But people call me Saber. And this is my companion, Wynter," .

"Companion my ass!" Wynter half-whispered.

"A pleasure. My name is Cavan Muhlish. And her name is Nadia," I say, pointing to a still shaking girl. Saber told us how they had gotten into this "shithole of a mess". Then asked what had happened to us.

"I murdered ten of Blackclaw's associates after they publicly executed my family for petty theft. I almost succeeded in killing that asshole, Jax, himself. Gave him a nasty scar on his chest, though. That was four years ago"

Nadia spoke up, "I was caught breaking in to steal some plans for a new weapon i was going to replicate. I've been here for ten years..." , she drifted off and stared at her dry-rotted shoes.

I put my arm around her, and finish for her.

"She had a... let's just say the guards had some... fun. With her. Before I got here. I almost killed one that tried to once I was in here," . At the mention of the abuse, Nadia shook with sobs, nuzzled into my chest.

Suddenly, she jumped and lifted her head. Saber had placed his hand on hers. She stared at it, then at him. She then did the unexpected. She smiled shyly at him, and her cheeks slowly gained a pinkish hue.

"I'm gonna get us outta here" he said, gazing at both of us in turn, "I promise," .