This Life Of Ours

Chapter 11

He was still getting beat up, again.

"The cops are here, bitches." He said.

The fighters turned to look around. There were none.

"Hey, yo-"

Lucas pulled the leg of one person, making him fall. He was up on all fours and kicked backwards, hitting another. He got up on his two feet and ran towards Clary.

"Clary!" He said. She was crawling on her back.

"Get the fuck away from me!" She shouted.

Lucas got punched, falling on a car. The puncher reeled back for another punch, but Lucas moved back and dodged it. The punch hit the car.

"OWWIE!" The kid said. Lucas pushed him backwards and he ran to Clary again.

He reached the kid and pulled him back. He picked Clary up.

"Oh, god, your arm is bleeding." He said.

"No shit." She said, tearing up from the pain.

"We have to get you help."

Lucas, with slightly quick reflexes, moved his head back just as a punch was to be made at his face. He took the guy's head and threw it at the car, and he was out.

"Where the hell do you get this good at fighting?" Clary asked.

"Movies, and Krav Maga."

"Ah."

A police car then was at the corner.

"Shit, the police." A fantasy club member said.

They ran as fast as they could and got away. It pulled up at Clary and Lucas.

"Hey, kid." The female officer said once her window was open. "She okay?"

"Nothing I can't fix, officer."

"Good. What happened?"

"Slipped on a rock. Fell." Said Clary.

"Okay then. You should go and see a doctor." The car pulled away.

"Okay, I know who can help." Lucas said.

•••••

"Wow, okay." Angelica said.

"Angel, can you treat it?" Lucas asked.

"Yeah, of course."

"Good. I'll call me and Clary's parents."

He went outside and took out his phone.

"He has a phone already. Why didn't he just call the cops?" Angelica asked.

"He's a badass, but it goes over his head. Plus, we were set on just going to the police station."

"I think calling would be way better."

"He's an idiot."

"He's okay."

Angelica put the antiseptic on Clary's arm.

"Kinda hurts."

"It's necessary. You need a clean wound."

"Fine, Doctor Angelica."

Angel smiled a bit.

She got a gauze pad and wrapped it around Clary's arm.

"So, I've been meaning to ask."

"What?"

"What happened with Lucas and Hayley?"

"I don't know. They're not in anything right now."