Tomorrow Never Dies || c.h.

Chapter 13

I've been yelling for Michael through my duct tape mouth for hours now. The sun was setting and I had a lump in my throat because of the growing darkness of this place.

I haven't moved a bit. Every breath I took made the rope rub against my neck, I didn't need the knife in my thigh to do more damage than needed.

I was tired. My throat was becoming hoarse and dehydrated, I was feeling even more dizzy by the second - and it was annoying.

The door made a noise, snapping my head in that general direction, I saw a certain boy with colored hair. At this point I couldn't care less about pain.

"Took you long enough. Help me out here," I nodded my head towards the rope and knife. I wiggled the chair around so he couldn't see Melany. Not yet.

He ran across the room, dropping the black bags he had and pulling out a pocket knife. "I see you already got a knife for me to use, unfortunately you might die if I take it out." He laughed while crouching down, cutting the tape that secured my legs to the legs of the chair. He quickly cut the rope that was creating a rope burn on my neck, letting it fall to my lap. He walked around to free my hands, but was stunned at the sight in front of him.

I heard him choke back a sob, I heard him fall to the ground on his knees. I heard the pocket knife being placed on the ground. I could picture Michael cradling Melany in his arms, as his thumb swept across the bullet wound, his fingers delicately closing her eyes. I wouldn't be surprised if that was the case.

I looked down to the right of me, the chair with Luke's gun sitting idly on top. The blood pooling around the chair and around my feet. It was a bad scene.

"Michael," I whispered, trying not to spook him," we have to go. I'm sorry, but we have to."

He reluctantly untied my hands, looking longingly at Melany. He dragged her out of the blood, resting her hands on top of her stomach and fixing her hair. She looked peaceful. The way she should have gone: peaceful.

I tried to stand up, falling back in the chair due to agony of my thigh. "I'm gonna kill that bastard, he doesn't deserve to live!" I screamed out, throwing my head back and cringing in pain. "We need to find him. Now." I reached over and grabbed Luke's gun.

"No." Michael slung his bag onto his back. "No, you're not."

"You can't stop me." I growled at Michael.

"You're stopping yourself." He looked at my leg,"You're not going to kill him."

"So what, then? You're going to leave me? Fine, go off with Ashton and Luke and live a nice life. Because while you guys live the nice life I'll be behind bars. Maybe Melany should have died, she was foolish enough to follow us, anyway." Michael pulled me up by my collar and let go of me when I was in standing position. My ankle went slack from the sudden motion and fell on the ground, pushing the knife further into my thigh. He was controlling himself surprisingly well.

"What are you talking about?" He kicked my stomach," Melany didn't deserve any of this, she deserved better! Ashton didn't say anything, Calum, he lied to you. Why do you still believe everything someone says? You're naive, Hood. You're not going to kill him. I deserve to. Now, I'm taking you to a fucking hospital." He leaned down to pick me up.

"We can't."

"What?"

"We can't go to the hospital. I have a warrant, for everything we've done. I'm basically a registered serial killer even though I've never even stabbed or shot someone." I pushed Michael away from me, frowning.

"I'll fix you up here then, yeah?" It didn't matter, he was already digging around in his bag for medical supplies. He pulled out a wrap, a tube of something, cotton balls, and... Oh god. Rubbing alcohol. Fuck me. "Take off your pants."

"I prefer you take me out to dinner first but fine, whatever you say, Boss. Uh, wait," I looked down at the steak knife,"a wild Snorlax is blocking the path."

Michael looked at me weird, bringing all the supplies he had. "Oh, ya. That."

"Yeah... So how are we-" Michael pulled out the knife in a flash. I rolled on my back, screaming with my teeth clenched. Michael unbuttoned my jeans and pulled down my pants halfway, exposing the bloody wound.

"Calum, look at me. I need you to put pressure on it."

"You fucking do it you mother fucking shit head."

"Fine, bleed to death."

"You're such a dick." I bent my leg so I could apply pressure to stab wound that was bleeding rapidly. Michael smiled innocently at me as he lifted my hands a bit and poured rubbing alcohol that ran down my legs. "Fucking blow on it!" My bloodstained hands were covering my mouth to keep my from screaming any more.

Michael was laughing, probably doing this as revenge for what I said earlier about Melany. My patience was running dry.

He smoothed out some ointment from the tube onto where I got stabbed and decorated it with cotton balls. He wrapped up my thigh and got up, handing me hand sanitizer from his bag. I lifted my butt as I pulled my pants back up, buttoning them and sitting up.

I dropped Luke's gun at some point, I retrieved it and called for Mikey to help me back up. Thankfully, he did just that. Michael helped me hike up my bag onto my back and he became my crutch once again. I tucked Luke's gun into my pocket and covered it with my jacket and slightly baggy shirt.

Michael brought me in with him into the main office of a family owned motel, and when asked why I was holding onto him so tightly, he responded with we were a couple. That dick. I don't want it.

We got a bottom floor room, which was very handy dandy. Michael guided me in the room and I couldn't help but look in the mirror. My eye was no longer swollen, but a bruise was all along my eyelid. The rope left a studded imprint along my throat. I looked like I failed at attempted suicide.

Ashton was making everything worse. Michael laid me on the bed, taking my bag away from me and dropping it to the side. He did the same with his.

It was lights out.

A/N so there will be one more chapter that will be fairly longer, an epilogue, and maybe a flashback?¿ idk yet

What do ya think will happen in the next chapter?

This is my fifth update today I need to calm down

Feedback appreciated :-)

-Sky