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chapter 8
Nobody really knew what was going on. All we were certain of, was there were people everywhere, the cops are starting to show up, and this man could really hurt Vikki without hesitation. We all got out of the car and waited on the sidewalk with everyone else. Why won't the cops just arrest the bastard? We pushed through the crowd to get a clearer view of this horrifying situation. Then we realised why this is taking so long.... Brent has a gun.... Loaded or not, he's pointing it at one of the policemen. When I saw the deadly weapon, my heart sank and my skin turned a sickening white color. I felt like I was going to vomit. Josh put his two hands on my shoulders to steady me.
"Whitney, are you okay?"
I looked around to Josh, I wanted to talk but I was afraid the lump in my throat would burst and I'd vomit everywhere. So I just shook my head. When I turned back, Brent was on the ground. The cop gave him another taste of his taser.
"The guns a fake. What a douche" I finally spit up under my breath.
Vikki looked around to the crowd and her panicked eyes met with mine. She slowly walked toward me, but I ran to her. When we came in contact with each other we wrapped our arms around each other, We fell to the ground. she was bawling into my shirt and I was rocking her back and forth. We didn't even look up to see Brent get put into the police car. A cop came over to me and asked if she could help but I just shook my head. We sat there for a long time. I felt someone put their hand on my back, I totally forgot about Josh and the guys.
"Josh, can you wait in the car while I see to Vikki? I'll only be a minute."
"Sure"
I helped Vikki to her feet and into her house. We went into her room and she buried her face into her pillow and let the tears fall. I rubbed her back and told her everything would be okay, but honestly, I wasn't sure. When she pulled herself together, I said
"Vikki, do you want me to stay here with you? I can tell the boys to go home"
"No way, I just want to get all this bullshit off my mind and have some fun."
I smiled when she said this and she tried giving a weak grin. First she had to get changed because there was grass stains on her jeans and her shirt was ripped and stretched. Her makeup was also smeared across her face.
"Okay Vikki, you need to look pretty. There's two guys out there that are totally cute and available"
"Whitney, you know I don't trust guys... but which ones?"
"Well Josh is mine. He's the one who was sitting with us. The other two are available"
"Okay"
I did her makeup, and picked out her clothes. She didn't even want to talk about what happened today. We were done in about 5 minutes, we walked outside and I rushed over to the car. Josh looked at me and said
"You were 4 minutes later then you said you would be "
"Sorry sir. Anyways, nobody is to say a single word to Vikki about what happened today, or I will personally dig your grave, and empty the little body pieces I will chop up into it. Got it?"
Ian sat back in his seat and murmured
"Yes ma'am. Josh has one ruthless girl on his hands"
Josh leaned back to Ian and chuckled "I know right. Its so fuckin awesome"
I butted in "okay butt-heads she's coming. Shut your traps"
I got in back, Ian and Vikki were next to me. I didn't really introduce Vikki to the guys yet.
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