Blake's POV
"Alright, everyone take one and put it in your ear. This is the only way you'll be able to hear me." a box went around and I picked up an ear piece putting it in, I was worried that something might go wrong through this whole thing; I brushed the feeling a side and focus what Harry was saying.
"Were leaving in two hours, I want everything to be accounted for; perfect any skill that will be needed during this fight." everyone nodded their head and left, doing their own thing while I decided to do something else. I needed some air and I decided to go outside to clear my head so, I turned around to walk away but Harry stopped me.
"Blake!" rolling my eyes, I stopped and turned to him. He came up to me in an open flannel with a tee underneath, his black jeans and normal boots.
"What?"
"Where are you going?" I sighed and rolled my eyes.
"Somewhere Harry, jeez." I walked away from him and went to the entrance of the building, I quickly went outside bending down and letting out a shaky breath; I looked at my hands and noticed they were shaking slightly from the anxiety. I was going to kill someone that...that.. I've known all my life, who gave birth to me; my dad would of told me to cut off any sympathy I have for this person because they are not worth it, but she is worth it. I felt a tear slide down my face and I let out a quiet sob, falling to my butt, I wrapped my arms around my knees; laying my head on my forearm, letting tears fall. With my head down, I didn't know Harry came out and sat down beside me.
"Blake..." lifting up my head, I saw that he was looking at me and I wiped my tears.
"It's fine Harry, I'm fine go back inside." he ignored what I said and pulled me into his chest, I wanted to push away but all I did was hug him right back; and then something slipped out of my mouth that I wasn't meant to say.
"I love you Harry." he went stiff and I felt tears come back in my eyes as I pushed him off and stood up, running back inside, leaving him to sit outside. I quickly whipped any source of running make up on my face, grabbing my cross bow gun and arrows; I grabbed a 9mm and an automatic gun as well, I went to this empty table and laid out everything on the table. I needed to keep myself busy for the next two hours.
'Why the fuck would I say that?' I asked myself in my head, I counted the arrows I had and then checked the automatic gun; making sure the gears were working, I practiced my timing with putting in the arrows in the cross bow gun and shooting it on my make shift target. I pulled out the arrows and put them back in the holder, as I went to grab one it rolled off the table and I went on my hands and knees to get it; I was about to come out when two pairs of boots stopped in front of the table. Talking about me.
"Where is this Blake chick? Joey said she would be with Harry and she isn't." a deep voice, really raspy and I widen my eyes.
"I don't know, this place is fucking huge; we still gotta look upstairs." a higher husky voice said. They walked away and I climbed from under the table, I sighed before shaking my head and finished setting up my weapons quickly putting the 9mm on the back of the hem of my pants; then grabbing both cross bow and automatic guns, I walked away from the table and up to Shawn.
"Can you put this in your trunk and I'll come for it when we get to the party." he nodded and took the guns from me. I felt a tap on my shoulder.
"Blake, are you ok?" I nodded my head at Chris, he smiled at me before nodding his head and cracking his knuckles. I grabbed his shoulders and made him face me.
"Chris, I want you to do me a favor", he nodded his head; eyes filling with worry. "If you see things become to bad, find my eyes and if I nod at you. I want you to fucking run. Do you hear me, I want you to run and don't look back; if I make it out with Harry were going to find you." he hesitantly nodded.
