Part 10: So Much For My Happy Ending

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in case you didn't see the million messages i sent out: please re-read part 9 ** you'll be extremely confused in this chapter.**

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Kendall froze at the sight of him. Christina's vision blurred as she felt she was falling. The men surrounded the vehicle, as Kendall desperately muttered curses.

"Get out of the car." The police ordered, a gun at his hand. Pointing towards Kendall's side.

"What do we do?" She looked over at Damon, who was on the other side of the passenger door. "I do not want to get close to him."

"You're not going to. I won't allow that. But we can't let them shoot us to death. I'd like to have at least one more Friday night movie with you.." He turned to look at her, Christina's eyes watered.

The policeman tapped the window door, "Out. NOW." Kendall held his hands up, as he reached over the handle and opened the car door.

Christina immediately jumped over the console, and stepped out of the car through the driver's door. As soon as Kendall was near the police, two men tackled him down. "Kendall!" Christina screamed, making her way towards him. "Get off of him!"

Damon ran around the car and wrapped his arm around her waist. Yanking her at mid air and holding her against him. "Shh. Baby it's okay. He won't hurt you anymore."

"Get away from her!" Kendall hissed from the ground, one of the police men had his knee pressed against Kendall's back, while the other handcuffed him.

"Just stop! She belongs to me!" Damon twirled Christina around, holding her face in his hands. "We're going to go home, and he'll end up in jail. Kidnapping is not something to be taken lightly."

"Kidnapping!?" She fumed just before pushing against his chest, "I don't want anything to do with you."

Damon let her back away, just then she felt a hand grip her arm. He took a good look at her, "Are you wearing his clothes?" Damon paused, "Did he touch you?"

"Fuck you!" Christina, turned to the policeman, "and fuck you too!"

"HEY, we can charge for police aggression." Thundered the policeman who had Kendall against the ground. Now, helped Kendall stand up. His sad green eyes tried to avoid eye contact with his best friend. But after all the years they had been together it didn't take a look to know Kendall hated himself for causing this situation.

"He didn't kidnap me, I left, it was MY choice!" She demanded. The police ignored her as they opened the door to the back of the police car. 

"Kendall Schmidt, you have the right to remain silent." They stated, Kendall kept his head down as they shut the door. Christina struggled with the man holding her, Kendall held her gaze for a moment as he mouthed; Go home, I'll be fine.

The car drove off, as she felt the hand on her arm release the grip on her. The remaining men got in their car and began to leave, Damon and Christina were left alone.

Christina's tears slid down her face, anger making her hands tremble. He took a step toward her, she glared, turned around and got in the car. Thankfully, Kendall had left the keys in the ignition. Locking the doors before Damon could reach her, she dialed the phone and started the car.

"Dustin, hey it's me. Long story short, the police arrested Kendall, and I am on my way to the station. Meet me there, and bring witnesses from the wedding with you. We don't know what trick Damon might have up his sleeves." 

She hung up, and put the car in reverse, Damon jumped in front of the car. "You need to listen to me." He growled. Christina put the accelerator mode on and pressed the pedal, making the car jump towards him.

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