It's Raining Blood and Revenge

····King of the Mountains····

····King of the Mountains····

"Fuck! Fuck! Fuck! I'm gonna fucking kill that pervertedredneckhillbilly son of a bitch!!" Mallory scratched at her bed sheets. Everyone except Damian stepped back. He squeezes her hand and Mallory slapped his face. I winced, but Damian didn't budge. Instead, he squeezed her hand harder.

"Mallory! He's in jail now. You can, you know, rest easy...?" Damian asked looking for back-up. I shrugged and stepped back.

"........for how long?" Mallory panted. She looked like she was ran at the same pace as a jet.

"20 years," Charles replied. Mallory pounded her hands on the bed again, making the whole room rattle. If Joy were here, she'd say that Mallory belonged in Bad Girls Club.

"20 years?! 20 years isn't going to do him jack shit! He should be in there for life. That fucking dick had the audacity to harass me! He sat on me. Do you know how heavy that motherfucker was?!! I got a concussion because of him. If I weren't strapped to this bed, he'd already be dead!" Mallory struggled against Damian's grasp, but he held onto her.

"Calm down, would you?!" Damian scolded her. Mallory bit her lip and shrunk back n her be with her arms crosses. "Mr. Hale won't be doing anything for a while, but right now, he isn't our first priority."

"Then what is?"

Charles stepped forward. "Its Beatrice Sylvester."

"That old hag? What'd a bag of bones and dust like her do?" Mallory snapped.

"Well, we all know that she's dating Davey Hale..." Charles said as she glanced behind her to a guy wearing black. He had his head lowered but even I could see his amber eyes. "Uh, Jason here says that she hasn't been showing up to classes. I've also done a little research--"

"By research do you mean you stalked her?" Mallory muttered. Chalres glared at her and Mallory smirked.

"If that's what you wanna say, then yes. I stalked her. But it had extraordinary results. Sylvester visits the prison everyday now and talks to Davey. I don't know what they were talking about, but I'm trying my best." Charles said with a shadow cast on her face. I could tell she was irritated.

"Considering what Jeffrey said the other day, Audrey was knocked out, then someone snapped her neck. And Beatrice Sylvester knew this." Winter said as she rubbed her chin.

"So does that mean she's the killer?"

"Who knows?" Charles said. She groaned and scratched her head. "Anyways, I'm going home. I still have things to do and I'm getting real claustrophobic. Damian, I guess you're staying here right?" Charles asked. Damian nodded. "Okay then," she turned to the golden eyed boy and smiled. "Lets go." she said and thereof walked out. Winter and I looked at each other, then looked at Mallory and Damian. We all had the same expression.

"Does she really have a boyfriend?" Damian whispered. Mallory snickered.

"Its about time."

Haha, so, I know. Pretty short chapter. I didn't really know what to write, but it's better than anything.

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