My Name is Thea Queen, I Am the Arrow

Everything Happens For A Reason

"Up, lets go." Oliver barks as throws a black leather jacket on me.

"What? Why?" I question as I sit up from my laying down position on the couch.

"Mom told me to drop you off. Apparently you guys are having lunch together." Oliver says as he turns the tv off.

I groan as I flop back down against the couch.

"Thea, just bite the bullet and have a cobb salad with the woman who birthed you." Oliver exclaims as he pulls me up and begins to walk off.

"You know I'm starting to forget which one is my mother." I mutter underneath my breath as I slip the jacket on and follow behind Oliver.

"I heard that." He points out.

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"Bring me back some bread." Oliver says as I jump off the back of his motorbike. 

I roll my eyes as I hand him my helmet, before I begin to cross the street, I hear a roaring of an incoming motorcycle. I watch as the bike and it's rider, begin to drive on the sidewalk, then I see a gun come into play. The gun aimed at my mother and the man who was running his mouth off to her.

"Get down!" I scream at the top of my lungs.

Instead, the man who was talking turns around only to be greeted by a hail of bullets, both him and my Mom falling to the ground. I sprint to my Mom who was laying in the cold pavement.

"Mom? Mom. Are you hurt?" I questions rapidly as I shake her.

"I'm fine, Thea, I'm okay. I'm alright." Mom answers shakily.

"Mom! Thank god! Is she okay?" Oliver questions as he kneels down next to us.

"She's okay. Call 911, now!" I scream, before taking of in a sprint,  following the figure on the bike. 

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As I'm rushing at full speed, going through street allies and roads, I finally see the motorized bike. I grab a steel pipe from a dumpster, mid sprint, and hurl it at the back wheel of the bike. Before, I can cross the street to grab the perpetrator, I huge truck flys by. Once the truck finally passes, they're long gone.

"Damn it!" I snap.

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"Are you okay?" I ask as soon as I walk into her hospital room, Oliver following behind me.

"I'm fine." Mom answers.

I turn to Oliver and give him a questioning look. He nods, signaling she really is okay.

"Have you been able to reach Walter?" Mom ask.

"No, I'm sorry. I left plenty of voicemails though." Oliver says as he approaches her bedside, standing next to me.

"As I told your brother and mother, the CAT scan showed a grade 2 concussion. She can go home as long as someone can stay home, monitor her to see that there's no after-effects." The doctor explains.

"Thank you." I say to the doctor as he left.

"Now, what on earth were you thinking? Chasing after someone who's armed?" Mom exclaims.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I shouldn't of, I thought you were fine. I just wanted to get the stupid license plate number, I want whoever did this to rot in prison for what they put you through." I say.

"That was foolish." Mom sighs.

"Let's just be glad everyone's okay." Oliver says with a small smile as walks over to the other side  of Mom's bedside.