To survive without them

Chapter 21- Chace POV

Chapt 21- Chace POV

I brace my legs apart and squeeze Abagail's body closer to mine. My arms tense and my legs pulse with Adrenalin. Beside me I feel Jacob tense up, his bulky shoulders slightly touching mine, and in front of me Beth lets out a little gasp, looking straight towards the floor.

"What are you doing with Abagail?" Taylor raises his voice, strangely calm for a guy who is raising his arm slowly showing a shiny black pistol.

"Taking her home" I reply, forcing as much strength as I can into my voice.

"Do you not remember what we talked about?" Taylor smirks letting his words hiss out of his sick grin." Put her down. Now." he raises his gun towards my head hight.

"No." I reply, adrenilin pushing through my veins making my muscles pulse with every beat of my heart."Piss Off Taylor before you get harmed" I nod my head in the direction of Jacob, who I am hoping is still holding his weapons or at least a knife.

"Why is she dead" his eyes trail down to her body, draped over my arms. A hint of pain flushes across his face then is quickly replaced by a evil poker face.

"You should know............Friend" Jacob shouts from behind.

I look over to Beth, who has managed to wiggle herself around Taylor and pop out on the other side of him, his back side. His blind side. She stands there her fists clenched and a pistol clamped in her hand, white knuckles showing with the tension. Her chest heaves and her eyes burn with hatred. She carefully treads closer to Taylor.

I keep talking making a distraction. " Yeah, whats this business with Bitchon huh, you say Abagail is yours then go make love to the biggest Bitch on the planet." I scream, my voice box tearing to shreds.

"You should know, Chace, what it is like to survive without them, the adults, you do whatever you can to keep yourself and your siblings alive" his snarl deepens with every word.

"The difference between you and me though, Taylor" I spit at him" I was making my family survive not just looking after number one" I yell.

"Really..." he stares me right in the eyes, Beth moves right up behind him" Well where are they now" he screams and a pain rushes through my chest. Oh shit, I left them to tackle guards by themselves, let them join in on this business, what if they are dead, I couldn't live without Patch and Curly. No they are not dead...., could they be.,

"Another thing" I lower my voice" I killed Bitchon". His gun twitches in his fingers and he slowly raises it.

A shot sounds through the air and I wait for a burning pain to accompany it. Nothing comes. I open my eyes and see Taylor sprawled against the floor, blood trickling from his leg, a gaping bullet hole tearing through his pants. He screams. An ear splitting scream, a dull lifeless scream. He will not die, just be in unbearable pain.

I run forward and jump over him, kicking his gun from his hand and slamming it into the hallways walls. I continue running, behind Beth and Jacob taking up the rear. We enter the main hallway, bodies still covering the tiles like a uneven carpet. Some alive others... not so lucky. I scan the floor for my little  family, none of there faces can be seen. Everyone has left, even the teenagers, I pump my legs harder and force my arms to hold.

We run through the splintered door and out into the rain, Jacob runs to my left, where we have come from. What the hell is this guy doing.

"Jacob" I scream to be heard" We must go, where the heck are you going".

"Follow" he shouts over his shoulder. I follow in behind his step, Beth running beside me, her eyes wandering to Abagail's shoulders. A look of pure worry on her face. Oh well lets just get out of here then I'll worry about it.