Kissing girls (GXG)

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Scarlet's POV

My eyes open as I feel someone pry my gun out my hand, I watch as Blake walks away from me and disappears through a door. I try to shout after her but no words come out, I'm completely mute. Maybe I've damage my vocal cords, maybe I'll never be able to talk again. My last word will do spent telling Blake I love her...

I look around, I'm sat up against a wall in a hallway. Where did Blake go?

I pull my body closer to the door that she went in and peer down into the room. From here I can see a guy and Blake chained to a chair, with four guys standing around them one being Mike who has a wide grin on his face.

"I hope you're ready to watch me kill your sister" Mike grins,

Oh God.

I have to help them.

I struggle to me feet and look around wildly form my gun, then I remember Blake has it. Fuck. I limp back into the hall, clutching at my throat to stop the blood leaking. I feel weak and tired and I know it's only a matter of time before I pass out or...die.  

I drag my heavy body along the hall but I get distracted by the window. I look out and see the battle still going on, my eyes catch onto a wolf with grey fur black patches. I quickly look away and try to keep limping away, I need to find a weapon. And quickly.

My eyes start to fight me to close, I panic and push myself to just make it to the first door I see. It's got to have something I can use as a weapon in, this is a werewolf house, I'd say there's a high chance that I'll be able to find something.

I open the first door I come to and find myself in bright pink, princess themed child's bedroom. Just my luck. I sigh and hope there's something I can use in here, anything. I fall to my knees, my energy fading quickly.

I crawl, my blood dripping from my neck onto the light pink carpet with bits of glitter spread all across it. I pull out the draw of the side table next to the bed, I feel around of something but all I find are children books and a shoe from some sort of doll. 

I'm screwed.

I sag to the floor, the side of my face pressed against carpet, the glitter rubbing harshly against my cheek. My vision starts to fade in and out as I lay motionless, we all going to die.

I don't know why I even bothered.

Yes I do, for Blake.

I stare blankly under this child sized bed as I bleed out, what a shitty place to die. I just hope it isn't the child that this room belongs to who finds me like this.

But then I see it.

Under this child's bed is a hand gun....Where's your mother?

I reach my hand out to grab it, to convince myself that it's real more then anything.

God I love werewolves.

But it's irrelevant now, I'm to weak to save anyone, I always have been.

"Scar?" someone asks behind me, I don't more. "I thought you died." Jake says as he kneels next to me. "What's wrong" he asks, obviously not noticing the blood  on the carpet somehow. He pulls my limp body back so he can get a better look at me.

His face drops as he sees what condition I'm in. I hold out the gun to him begging him with my eyes to talk it. He silently does, a tear appearing in the corner of his eye. My best friend from school watching me as I die.

Him too? Another wolf.

He takes a deep breath in, sniffing. His face contorts with confusion.

"Alpha?" he whispers to himself, looking behind him. He looks back at me as I point out the door nodding.

'Help them' I whisper, he nods in understanding and gets to his feet , leaving me.

My eyes shut as I watch his heels leave the room.

I hope he can save them.

Because I can't.

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Jake's POV

When I saw Scar standing in the window, I wasn't sure if I ad gone crazy or not.

Scar died. I was told that anyway. It broke my heart when I found out what happened.

Scarlet, the sweets girl murdered.

Then I come up here and wala she's alive... sort of.

Someone had better tell me what the fuck is happening soon.

I follow the sent of the Alphas and rogues, my heart pounding with adrenaline.

I stand on top of a set of stairs, staring down into the basement.

The Alpha and Blake sit chained to chairs while surrounded by four rouges. I hold out my gun and shot.

All four of then lay dead.

I rush down the steps and unchain the two. Silver burning my hands.

"Thank God you came." Matt signs standing and assessing his sisters injuries like the loving brother he is.

"How did you know we where in trouble?" Matt asks as we rush up the stairs,

"Scar." I state, Blake's eyes grow as she dashes up the stairs past us.

We follow her as she finds Scar lying unconscious on the floor of a child's bedroom.

"I'm so sorry Blake" Matt apologises feeling his sisters pain.

"Stop the fight." Blake demands.

"What?" me and Matt both ask, doesn't she want to kill the people responsible for this?

"This whole battle was planned by the rogues. They wanted to use it as a distraction. The people out there are dying for no reason." she explains to her brother,

"Okay, I'll try to stop the fight. Jake, you take the girls to the medics." he orders.

I pick up Scars tiny body into my arms and hold Blake up as we make are way out the pack house.

We arrive at the busy medic tent and the girls are whisked out of my arms and taken back to the serious injury unit as I'm pushed back out by the nurses who say there's no time for slackers in there tent.

Two amazingly loud roars cut through the battle cries. My head instantly bows at the sound of the two Alphas. 

I grin, Matt managed to do it. They're stopping the battle.

I'm so proud of my Scarlet. I just hope our medics can save her like she saved everyone.

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A/N - Not proof read, as always.