Chapter Nineteen

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I thought we were in the clear but unfortunately Blake noticed a bright red Ferrari which had been following us for about half an hour. The Ferrari decided to pull into the lane next to me and keep up with us. The window rolled down to reveal the Italian stallion himself. I rolled down my window despite Blake urging me not too. "Baby doll," Josh purred, "come home with me... your wedding dress is waiting for you!" I laughed. "Sorry Josh, you've officially got a runaway bride!" I giggled.

"Then I'll have to catch my beautiful bride and bring her back... I will drag you down the alter if I must Annabelle," he warned. I gave him a sultry wink and blew him a kiss. "Shit... you're gonna get it so hard when I get you!" He teased. "Someone sounds like he's desperate... why don't you pull over so I can..." I teased back, biting my bottom lip, "satisfy your needs." He pulled his face that he does when he wants me. "Goodbye Josh," I smiled and pulled out the gun. I shot the two tires that were facing me causing him to have to pull over to the hard shoulder.

"He basically said he's gonna rape you and force you to marry him..." Blake argued, "and you teased him to make him want you more?" I just shrugged. "Well it seemed like a good idea at the time but yeah, you're probably right," I sighed, "I'm screwed now... well going to be screwed." He laughed. "He's going to kill you for shooting the car too," he warned. I shook my head and said, "he's got more money than sense... a couple of popped tires won't make a dint in his bank account." He laughed kind of sadly, probably because of the money thing.

"We need to change cars because now all of them know they're after a black Honda Civic," he explained, reaching into the glove compartment and grabbing a Nokia brick. He dialled something and someone picked up. "Car change, Sheffield Arena," and with that he hung up and threw it out the window. I watched as a car ran over it, crushing the brick into a million tiny shards. "So your friends can't trace it," he laughed. "I've got to hand it to you, you certainly know what you're doing!" I giggled.

"It's my job buttercup, it's what I do!" He beamed. It was another half an hour of driving till we got there. I jumped into the red Ford Focus ST whilst Blake grabbed all his bags and stuff out of the Civic and into the Focus. A man that looked similar to Blake and a girl similar to me jumped into the Civic and drove it off. "What's going to happen to them?" I asked, worrying of what they might do if they find them. "They're gonna make them think we're still in that car and drive them on a wild goose chase," he chuckled, "with any hope it'll give us an hours head start... maximum."

He was quick to get on the road again but we didn't take the motorway straight away, we drove through the city for a while until we came back to the M1. "Where are we going next?" I asked wondering where exactly he had in mind. "Somewhere where there is lots of people to help," he teased. Just what was this guy up to? All in all since setting if we were driving for another hour until we arrived in his destination. "Is this an?" I asked but he cut me off and continued in my place, "an army school yes."

This is not good. He stepped out of the car and walked into the building for a moment and came out with a load of army people. There was loads of teenagers who are trying to make the cut into the army with their heads out of the windows and walking from around the grounds to have a gawk. I got out of the car. "You do know they'll kill every single one of these precious little students without any remorse just to get a hold of me," I sighed, "these are students not the army, they're civilians!"

"Our students can fend for themselves miss?" One of the actual army teachers asked. "Brewer... Annabelle Brewer," I laughed, his jaw dropped, "and let's see how your little 'army' hold against three Mafia's!" The people surrounding me took a cautious step back. "Look they don't need to get involved, give me the weapons I need and I'll deal with them," I scoffed. "Annabelle I'm the one supposed to be protecting you!" Blake shouted, "not yourself!" I rolled my eyes at him. A few cars pulled up behind me.

"Hey Annabelle!" A familiar voice said even though I'd never heard him speak English before. I turned my head to see twelve boys hanging out of some jeeps like a bunch of lost puppies. "Seriously... he sent you guys?" I laughed. They nodded and gave a smirk. "Blake... army school... say hello to the Corsican Mafia," I introduced, "now what can I do for my twelve fine handsome lads?" Hugo took a step forward and replied, "a hug would be nice!"

I burst into laughter. "Seriously... the moment I hug you you'll grab me and throw me in the back of one of your jeeps and you'll probably sedate me so I can't kick up a fuss," I giggled, "so sorry but no." He frowned. "Come on Annabelle, Viktor is very VERY angry... he wants his girl back!" Hugo pleaded, "the longer you refuse to come back to him the more he'll do to get his hands on you!" I sighed. "What did he do?" I asked. They didn't reply. "I said... WHAT DID HE DO?!?"

Pierre sighed, "he's kind of threatened to leak private information about the countries army to ISIS." Then another one continued, "he's kidnapped some high ranking police officers daughter." The Hugo finally added, "he's also broke into prisons and set free a load of very bad people who will do anything for their new found friends from the Bratva... which by the way they're right behind us." I clapped my hands like an idiot as they came out from behind the cars.

"Please, please, please can I fight them... what were they in prison for?" I asked. Blake grabbed my arm, "Annabelle don't!" I sunk back. "Since when have you been doing what you're told to do?" Hugo laughed. "Since he hasn't tried to make a pass at me yet!" I smiled. Hugo seemed impressed. "So what were these guys in prison for?" I asked again, "and can I have a piece of paper and a pen?" One of the army guys cautiously walked over to me and handed me the paper and pen.

I wrote down my note for Viktor and walked over to the escaped prisoners. "Could you please give this to my Fiancé?" I asked politely. "Why when we can just give him you!" He scoffed and attempted to grab me. I pulled the gun from my back pocket and shot him in the head. I proceeded to walk over to the next one. "Same thing," I sighed. He took the note cautiously and read it, "catch me if you can... but only by your hands will I give up the chase."

I nodded. "By his hands only?" Hugo chuckled, "He really has you wrapped around his fingers doesn't he?" I laughed and hugged him. "More like tied to his huge super king sized bed... I miss that bed, its so comfy!" I exclaimed. I shooed the prisoners off to deliver my message. "You really need to not loose your temper when you've got a weapon in your hand!" One of the lads laughed. "It's Viktor's fault," I blamed, "stupid genetic modification!" Blake's eyes widened. "Oh shit I said that out loud didn't I?" I asked. Blake nodded.

"Annabelle, would you like us to get rid of the body?" Hugo asked putting his chin on the top of my head as he hugged me again from behind. I nodded. "Why do I keep killing people and I don't seem to care?" I cried. "You do care sweetie, you're just very good at hiding it," he sighed, "and that's why you can't stay here with these people... this isn't the world you belong in anymore." With that they all left looking really sad as I stood there crying. "Don't forget to give Josie a big hug from me!" I sobbed waving them off.

I looked back to Blake as the army men sent all the students away. "They genetically modified you giving you your abilities," he sighed and gave me a big hug, "just what have they done to you Annabelle?" I couldn't move so he picked me up and brought me into the building. "It made me ridiculously smart, quick reflexes... the perfect killer," I whimpered in his arms, "he's right you know... I don't belong in this world anymore, I belong in the world of sex trafficking, arms dealing and extortion."

"Don't say that," he whispered, "you're place is here with me... I will always protect you and if he does take you away again, I'll come and get you back." I sat there confused in his arms whilst he walked us past lots of class rooms and stuff. "But why?" I questioned. He gave a smile and said, "you remember this morning when I said love grows over time." I nodded looking up at him. He adjusted my position slightly so my face was closer to his and gently brought his lips on to mine. "Over the small amount of time we've spent together it seems I may have fallen for you," he whispered dotingly.

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