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CHP09: Loogie

Christophe swung his shovel towards Trent who leaned back, _____ threw a punch but Gregory grabbed her arm. She bit down hard to make him loosen his grip.

Finally, Gregory jumped in at the shriek. "I usually don't get involved but as you can guess I'm livid!" He reached for his sword and the (h/c) haired girl got ready to smack the weapon out of his hand.

"Bring it blondie, I'm pissed too!" _____ yelled letting out all the anger she held back.

While the blond boy, Trent, dodged Christophe's shovel he suddenly remembered he had a backpack. In that backpack was a gun. How had he forgotten it until now! The backpack was a couple of paces to his left. He looked over to _____ whose fist smacked right into Gregory's nose. His sword flew from his hands as he fell over. Rich boy seemed out of practice from letting Christophe do all the fighting, that or _____ was scarier than Trent first thought. Trent began to coordinate Christophe's attacks and started to back away closer to his abandoned backpack.

Gregory wiped the blood from his nose and rose to his feet. He felt embarrassed that a girl had made him bleed. He hoped Christophe was too busy to notice. _____ didn't miss a beat. She lunged at Gregory again this time he dodged. He wasn't focused on hurting her anymore. All he needed was Trent, if ____ wanted to defend him that meant the girl had to mean something to the convict. He smiled as a plan came to him. _____ threw another punch. This one hit him square in the jaw making his head turn to the right. He smiled and pretended to fall back like he had done during the first punch. _____ smiled and Gregory faked a groan. She approached him and the rich boy slowly backed away.

"Hey, now come on..." He said hopelessly. It killed him that he couldn't gloat at this moment. Acting helpless wasn't something he was good at especially since he hardly ever felt that.

"It's over, I'll kill you if I have to..." The second those words left _____'s mouth she gasped. Gregory seized the moment and finally grabbed his sword. _____ was frozen horrified at what she had just said. Flashes of Corey filled her mind. Gregory put his sword to ____'s throat.

Trent spared a glance to Gregory and _____. He wanted to yell. He couldn't believe he had endangered her, he knew he was a wanted criminal but he had pushed away the thought that people would literally kill to have him or what was owed of him. Christophe swung his shovel and instead of dodging Trent grabbed it. Christophe grit his teeth holding on as hard as he could. After a moment Trent let go. The shovel hit Christophe in the chest and sent him back. He coughed struggling to breathe as he hit the floor. Trent ran towards his backpack and grabbed his gun.

"I'm going to enjoy this." Gregory laughed holding _____ captive. Trent cocked his gun and pointed it directly at the blond teen.

"Let her go! I will blow your fucking brains out!" Trent screeched. _____'s eyes flared at the statement.

"Trent no! NO MORE KILLING!" ____'s desperate yell made Trent want to throw the gun back but he didn't trust Gregory to put his sword down.

"There's only one person here who deserves to die." ____ pushed her head forward. The blade was tightly against her skin now. "Do it, I deserve it. I'm a murderer." Trent took a step forward aiming at Gregory's head. The blond laughed.

"A murderer running around the country with a convict. I'm not surprised. I'm guessing by your reaction it was the first time. Tell me, did his blood splatter on you as he died? Was it slow?" He had a giant smile while he looked at ____ turning pale. It was as if he was remembering his first murder. Trent looked down ashamed that he was so helpless, and so ashamed that he let all this happen. "Come on, ____. I can't kill you until I hear you explain it to me." He laughed.

"SHUT THE FUCK UP, GREGORY!" Trent yelled wishing he could blow the motherfucker's brains out. He would've done it but a voice behind him made him freeze. It reminded him of the moment the cop snuck up on him. This time the enemy was much scarier. Now the teen behind him cocked his gun.