Love incognito *unedited*

Chapter 24

Chapter 23

Megan's POV

I burst into The Shadows' headquarters. Jale was here too, upon persistant request.

"I'm here!" I yelled aloud to the empty marble hallway. "Chris!"

"Darling! You're back!" Chris smiled, immerging from the shadows.

"What is it with you guys and appearing out of shadows."

"What's my gang called Megan?"

"The Sha- nevermind." I grit my teeth together.

"Enough chit chat, are you armed?"

"No."

"Then you won't mind if I check."

"Be my guest."

He took a step in my direction and pat me all over like a security guard would at an airport.

His hands lingered around certain areas a little too long to my liking and that certainly hadn't gone unnoticed by Jale.

"Wonderful. Now let's get down to business." Chris smirked. "I want something that you have. You want something that I have. Why don't we make a trade?"

"Deal." I said without hesitating.

I am willing to sacrifice anything for my family.

My family is the circle of people that I love.

And I love Tammy, Freddie, Jo, Scar and Evan... Amongst other people.

"I am glad to hear you say that." Chris smiled evilly. He called out his goons who brought out my previously mentioned family.

"Where's the girl?" Chris asked.

I too, had noticed Tammy was missing.

At the mention of Tammy, Scar hiccuped a hysterical laugh and Evan shook his head sulkenly.

No.

She's just in another cell. They just have to go get her.

She's not-

She can't be-

"Tammy!" Someone yelled, pulling me out of my train of thoughts.

Tammy was dropped onto the floor. She looked awful. She had cuts and bruises all along her face and arms. Pieces of glass were lodged into her forearms making everyone wince. She sported a black eye and a bleeding lip. Blood seeped through her jeans on her left thigh where she had obviously been cut. She was pale as a sheet and needed some medical attention, fast.

"Alright Chris what do you want?"

His lips curled into a smug smile.

"I want... your thumb."

My eyes widened and I became nervous.

I don't want to lose my thumb.

"That's just sick." Jo interjected.

"You're lucky I'm not asking for your tongue." Chris seethed.

"It's okay Jo, I'm doing this."

Chris led me to a desk and chair where I sat. He placed a white towel on the desk and put my hand on top. He then retrieved a butcher knife.

It just had to be a butcher knife.

"Now don't move, I would hate to miss and chop off your whole hand."

I gulped hard. I squeezed my eyes shut and felt a tear escape my eye.

"I must warn you, this will hurt."

And he swung.

***end of chapter 24***

A/N: even i didnt expect that ending.

Whaaaaat. Do you think?

About Tammy? Scar? Evan?

And what about the messed up thumb thing?

Cherish your thumbs friends. I don't think we appreciate them enough. This story is dedicated to all the thumbs out there.

We love you.

Sincerely,

The human population.

--M