Damaged Teens

Chapter Twelve (Bonus POV)

Jake's POV

To say I was nervous was an understatement. I knew I was going to die for this but I had no idea this was Alex's plan. He only said he wanted to get a new identity like Lemar so I thought that they discussed it.

I had no idea I was betraying Lemar. How do I tell him? How to I tell Jason? Does Lemar know he's acting as Alex? Oh my God I'm so screwed.

I'm happy I could lead Lemar to Maricka though. Alex is heartless to have done a thing like that. I overhead him speaking to some girl telling her to head to Allentown immediately the day he came to me. When he made mention of the slaughter house; I remember years back my dad had a case working on on that very place and I had trodden along with him one day.

Alex is smart though. Since the last incident, no one used this place. I regret getting involved in any of this. I should've told both of them no and gotten it over with but I couldn't. I wanted to be on their level. I wanted to be accepted. I wanted to be their friend, plus Lemar saved my dad's life so I owed him that much.

I might as well end my own life, save me the future trouble. Just as I was about raise the gun to my head, I heard a car speeding way too much, heading to the house. This meant trouble. Shit.

I was checking for my phone then I remember that it's left home in my basement. I looked right and spotted Lemar's. They must've heard the vehicle with the speed in which it's driving so I decided to call dad for backup.

I know how much Lemar hated the police but I had to try and save them. I had to try and save me. As expected, the phone is locked. I force my mind to think about a code but I was so nervous to do so. Cold sweat washed my being and my throat became dry.

I tried the year we were living in. Incorrect. Lemar's birth year. Incorrect. Random four digit codes for three chances. Still incorrect. But then I remembered. The day he came seeking my assistance with his new identity, he was blabbering with tears in his eyes about the year he realized he had feelings for Maricka. 2012. Much to my surprise, it worked.

With wobbling hands I dialed my father's number. The phone only rang once and a panicked officer Blix answered. "Hello?"  "Dad, I'm in trouble. We are in trouble. Get help and come now. Allentown. The slaughter house. Come now" and with that I ended the call.
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Maricka's POV

I was overwhelmed to see Lemar and Renae, they came to save me. I was too weak though, mentally and physically. They took my baby. All I could do right now cry.

I forgot about everything and everyone. All I could think about was my baby being ripped from my uterus. The only thing I was living for. The only truth I knew. I wondered about Liam, or Alex, or whoever he was now. I wondered if he was looking for me too. I wondered how the James managed to find me first. I wondered when did Lemar return but right now all that came was tears.

I cried in his arms. He held me like he was scared to let go. "Come on, let's get you home" he whimpered. A muffled scream cloaked the room and we pulled from each other, alarmed to see Renae being held by the throat back way, at gun point, by Liam? What??????

"Not so fast, Lemar. Or should I say, Jack?" he slurred. Why did he look so evil? So cruel? What the fuck is happening?

"Let go off my sister. This is between you and me."

"And Jake" he added.

"Where's he Liam?" 

"What do you care? You got your directions and here we are" he replied cold-heartedly.

"Liam what are you doing? Let go off Renae, please!" I plead, too weak to even stand.

"Keep out of this, puppet..." he cooed. Is this guy crazy?