Generations (Sequel to Soccer Star)

End It

Your POV:

I drove as fast as I could. I'm coming Kling. Hang in there.

Hope's POV:

"She's not answering." Ally sighed. "The doctor said she left hours ago. Where is she?"

"Call the twins. See if either of them have seen her." Lauren said. "Hope call her again. Maybe she'll answer you." 

I nodded and grabbed my phone. "Come on kid. Pick up." It kept ringing.

"Hello?"

"Y/N? Where are you?"

"Don't worry about me Hope." She said. "I'm doing what I need to do."

"Y/N. Listen to me! Wherever you are, turn around. Come back home. Think about your family ok? Your daughter. She needs her mom!"

"All I do is bring tragedy." She said. "Kling's in trouble and it's my fault. I couldn't live with myself if something happened to her, or any of you. I know I promised to always make you proud, please don't hate me Hope. Please."

"Y/N please come home."

"I can't do that Hope. I know where Kling is. I have to get her." She hung up.

"Y/N!" I sighed. "Damn it!" I threw my phone on the couch. 

"I got Issac." Tobin said. "He said he knows where she is, but it's gonna cost us."

"Give me the damn phone." I grabbed it. "Hi Issac. It's Hope. Listen I know you're a broke college student but can you just help us save your sisters life! Please!" He gave me the address. "Thank you." I said and hung up.

"Let's go."

Kling's POV:

I kicked him where the sun don't shine.

Again.

He was laying on the ground groaning in pain.

Luckily all the moving I've been doing has loosened the rope on my wrists.

And I'm tiny so I just slid right out.

I grabbed the knife off the floor. "Move and I'll kill you." I said. 

He laughed and got up. "You have a knife. That's cute." He reached behind him. "I have this." He looked confused. "What? Where is it?"

"Looking for this?" We both turned around. 

Y/N.

I smiled. "Told you she was gonna kill you."  She pointed the gun at him.

"Damn. You guys got me." He said. "Wait." He opened the drawer behind him and pulled out another gun.

See this is why we need strict gun laws! All the crazy bitches are armed!

"Drop it." He said pointing at Y/N. "Do it."

"Why? Don't have the guts to kill me?" 

I held the knife in my hand. Everyone calls me a ninja. I gotta prove it.

Your POV:

It looked almost like slow motion. The knife just flew at him. It hit him.

The handle did at least.

"Of fucking course." Kling sighed. 

I started laughing. "Wait I'm sorry how are you not laughing Kyle. That was funny."

He started laughing too. "Yeah you're right that was funny." We all stood there laughing. "Man." He stopped laughing. "That was a good laugh. But let's get serious." 

He aimed the gun and shot.