License To Kill

Bullet 0.5

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Chapter 5

My head pounded, it hurt like a biAtch. Last I remembered I was trying to escape, again, and then it all came back...

Shane Dawson, he could sure pack a hell of a punch. My head still hurts from where he whacked me because I was not cooperating. Owie. But nonethless I am a fighter not a quiter and as soon as I get out of this mess I am kicking his balls, Shane Dawson you better watch cause an angry Cecelia is not a nice one...

->Thomas<-

I sighed deeply. If only I could tell her that I was him. But I don't want her to love me because I was him, I want her to love me for who I am. It took a hell lot of self restraint to not kiss her so many times throughout the day, she was just so beautiful. Cecelia Harrington only if you knew, only if you knew how much I missed you and how many times I had to stop myself from answering your calls and text messages. I wish that I could have told you.

"Bang"

I looked up from where I was hiding that sounded a lot like a door being slammed close which could only mean one thing and one thing only...

Cecelia's in trouble.

Shitz

~Cecelia~

"So what's it gonna be this time Dawson, a good punch to the face or what?"

"Tsk tsk, fiesty one ain't you? Well why would I wanna hurt a pretty thing like you?"

I had to roll my eyes, it seems like Shane Dawson here is on his man period cause he is so PMSing it's annoying.

"I am gonna ask you one last time what do you know about Thomas Cage, leader of The Dark Knight Gang?"

"I already told you ! I don't know anything ! He just appeared in my hospital room and bam here we are, he didn't even tell me anyting. But what's the use anways he obviously left me here to rot ..."

"Are you sure he did?" with that said he gave me a crooked smile and left.

I shuddered, Shane is one creepy dude...

"Psst Cecelia....Psst!"

I looked up, I guess I spoke to soon.

"What are you doing here Thomas especially in a vent?!"

"Being your superman duh what else."

"Oh really who was the one who left me here when I discreetly told you i was afraid?"

"That wasn't my fault! How was I suppose to know Shane knew we were here?!"

"Just shut up and get me out of here!"

"Alright chill!"

I huffed

I can't believe a guy like Thomas actually exist, he's way to egoistic for his own good but damn him for being so good looking and creating chaos in my tummy with all the butterflies flapping around... I sat patinetly waiting for Thomas while he jumped from the vent, he drew out one of the daggers which he had tied to his ankle and used it to the cut the ropes.

Freedom at last!

"Hey what are you doing?!"

Or maybe not...

Thomas grabbed my hand and we made a mad dash for the window and we jumped...

I could feel the tiny pieces of glass shards cutting through my flesh but we had no time to dwell on it as soon as we landed on the ground un-lady like might I add we tore through the field our only way on staying hidden but no, Shane was on our heels.

"Thomas!"

I screamed as a bullet was shot and it barely flew past my ears the whizzing sound nearly giving me a heart attack, this wasn't how I imgaine it to be. But luck was on our side at the end of the field another abandon warehouse.

"Look Thomas there."

He saw where I pointed and nodded.

I started panting...my lungs were giving up on me, I felt my vision blurring, my movement turning sluggish. That's when I felt myself being hoisted up, Thomas was carrying me bridal style, I couldn't help but blush.

Stop it I chided myself, nows not the time to be fangirling we are currently running for our lives. Thomas kicked open the door and carried me to one of the empty rooms along the dark corridor of the abandon warehouse, or more like freaking mansion. A abandon mansion in the middle or nowhere? Spells trouble.

Well I guess I was right then, the mansion had lots of shipment containing guns, explosive and everything. Definitely mafia I thought to myself.

"Come out come out wherever you are."
Shane's voice echoed throughout the mansion, taunting us. He was near, I could hear his footsteps inching closer to the door where we were hiding.

"Thomas don't you have any weapons in your bag?!" I whispered exasperated. Instead of fearing for my life, I was annoyed that our dear friend, Thomas decide to be all "I got this" and not give me any weapon to fend for myself. Excuse me as much I got an A in all my test doesn't mean I stand a 100% of beating Shane Dawson who might I add is twice my size and has a damn gun. Stupid Thomas.

"I heard that."

"Whatever. So you've got a gun or not?"

"Relax, here ya go." he said with a cheeky smile. I groaned, he's so immature.

I took the revolver from him and loaded it.

Gun. Check.

"What about you?"

"I've got my baby right here." I gave a curt nod in reply sucks that I've got the revolver and he got the assault rifles.

Now how about that escape.

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We're finishing real soon :)
I imagined Dylan O'Brien to be Thomas :D