The Schuyler Scandal || Modern Meggy

Chapter 25 (Unedited)

Peggy POV

Our attempts at training didn't last very long. Laf and Herc were too anxious. I mean, who could blame them? Some fucking assholes had just kidnapped their daughter. I'd be pressed too.

"Should we take weapons?" I ask eagerly. Weapons are my expertise. If somebody didn't already know that, they would be able to tell by the fiery glint in my eyes.

"Peggs-"

"FUCK YEAH!" Angelica yells, interupting Eliza.

"Is that necessary?" Liz questions with the last bit of rational thinking any one of us had left at two in the morning.

"Absolutely," Maria growls from behind me, cracking her knuckles.

"Your girlfriend is scary," Liz sighs.

"But she's right," Alex pipes up from his spot in John's lap. "Going there is already a death wish. Going there unarmed? We would have no chance."

"Well then," I say, grinning mischeviously, "follow me."

"Scratch that. You're BOTH scary," Eliza states, herself and the others trailing behind me.

"I take that as a compliment, Liz. So thank you. Also," I start, then swing my arm around and smack her in the face.

"OW! What the hell?"

"Wake up, sis. It's go time." Eliza throws her hands up in defeat, her eyes looking more alert. I turn back around and push the door to my bedroom open. I kneel beside the bed and pull a box out. As I open it, the whole room gasps.

"Merde. Is that legal, mon amie?" Laf asks.

"If the cops aren't around, anything's legal!" I answer. The whole room turns their gazes toward Alex and John. I roll my eyes.

"They're detectives. Plus, they love me. I'm not worried," I explain, waving my friends off. "Now, gamers, please choose your weapons."

Alex and John choose to use their own guns.

"Suit yourselves," I shrug.

Angie picks a Spear. She was always good at fighting with sticks.

"I'm coming for your brand, Pearl," she grins.

Eliza's eyes land on a set of knives, and I can tell how badly she wants them.

"Just take them, Lizzy," I smile. Without hesitation, she grabs the belt they're hanging from and secures it around her waist. She grips one of the knives and starts to spin it around between her fingers.

"Hun, do you even know how to use those?" Angie asks. Eliza shoots her a look, then, faster than anyone would have ever expected, she whips the knife through the air. It barely grazes the top of John's head and sticks in the corkboard hanging on my wall, causing the room to go silent.

"I think I've got it, Ange," she replies, a smile spreading across her face as she looks at the floor. Badass, Liz. I never doubted you.

"Can I have the bat, please?" Herc asks, gaze fixed on a Louisville Xeno softball bat.

"Of course." I roll the bat towards his feet, and he picks it up and rests it against his shoulder.

"Samuri sword, please, Peggs," Laf requests. I slip the sword into the sheath, and then pass it across the small space to him.

"Babe," Maria starts.

"You want the mace, don't you?" I giggle.

"Please," she breaths desperately. I hand it to her, then turn back to make my choice.

"A gun?!" Eliza shrieks as I pull my weapon of choice from the box.

"Relax, sissy. It's a paint ball gun. Have a little faith." I then shut and lock the box before shoving it back under the bed.

"Can we go now, Alex? Ella's probably scared shitless at this point. Who knows what they've done to her," I say. Out of the corner of my eye, I watch Laf turn his face into Herc's chest at my words. Herc grips his boyfriend tightly, struggling to keep his own strong composure. These two are gonna colapse if we wait any longer. Alexander sees this too, causing him to give an answer that goes against his better judgement. "Let's go."

~•~

"Where in the WORLD did you get a creepy stalker van at two-thirty in the morning?" I ask, letting my question linger before someone finally answers me. We are all cramed inside a giant white van with Alexander at the helm.

"I called a friend who pulled a few strings at work. He owed me," John replies.

"Wow. Alright," I huff. It's kind of hard to breathe in here.

The ride continues on in strained silence. Everyone is too tense to strike up any type of conversation. The looming threat of impending death hovers in the air above us, and it feels like a giant weight weighing down on our bodies.

Nobody says it, but I can feel how close we are getting to the warehouse. As it comes into view, I quickly grab Maria's hand. Alexander puts the van in park.

"I love you," I whisper into her ear before I kiss her temple. Her grip on my hand tightens.

"Here we go," Angelica announces flatly.

A/N
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AN UPDATE

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