Chapter 14: Detoxing

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(Tyler's POV)

"Do we tie them up, or..." I asked as we looked at the two unconscious girls on the ground. I knew when they woke up, they were going to be pissed off.

"No..." Noah trailed. We had no idea what to do. They were just laying there while we stood around them. We made them unconscious. It is a little scary watching the way Danielle was being. Sure, I was worried about Caroline too, but Danielle is so sweet and innocent. She would never purposely hurt a soul. "Hey, Caroline's moving." I crossed my arm over my chest as I watched Caroline shift.

"Okay, but what if she tries to kill us?" Ethan asked. I chuckled and looked around the run-down house we were staying in. It was in the middle of nowhere and it was the first thing we saw.

"Well... we have you," I said to Ethan, referring to his powers. "And you and I don't mix, so we technically have me too."

"And me?" Noah asked. I shrugged and looked back down at Caroline, who was starting to wake up.

"You're a talker." Ethan laughed and we subtly gave each other a fist bump while Noah looked at us like he was a dad.

"Or you can blind them. Just not permanently..." I suggested making Ethan snicker. Noah rolled his eyes.

"What the hell?" Caroline mumbled as she sat up, causing all of us to look over at her. She looked around and eventually, our eyes met. She looked normal so far. "Right, I forgot." She groaned as slowly stood up. We all looked at her, unamused by her attitude, while she stretched out her neck. "You guys kidnapped us."

"We didn't kidnap you. We're helping you." Ethan corrected. She rolled her eyes and looked down at Danielle, who was still sound asleep, and she kicked Danielle's leg impatiently.

"Wake up, bitch." She spat and I couldn't help but cringe at this sight. Sure, Caroline was a neurotic control freak, who could be a bitch at times, but this look on her wasn't cute. Danielle shifted a little but stayed asleep nonetheless. "Well, I guess I'll have to kill you three by myself." My eyes widened as she looked up at us and ice began to form on her hands.

"Woah, woah, woah!" We all said as we backed up.

"What's wrong, boys? Can't handle a bit of ice?" She kept walking towards us. I grabbed a chair and pulled it in front of me so it blocked me from her.

"Hey, maybe we should just talk about this?" I suggested. She stopped for a second and I thought I could see her thinking about it. "Like maybe why would you want to kill your best friends?"

"I– don't know." Her answer was genuine, but I could see the anger filling her face and she threw her hand up at me. I ducked just as the ice hit the wall and I looked up at it with wide eyes.

"Uh oh," I said and looked up at Ethan. We all ran off in separate directions in the house while she shot ice at us. I ducked down as an icicle hit the wall behind me. I stood up and frowned. "Hey, watch where you throw those."

Her eyebrows pulled together and my eyes widened. I ran off as she continued to shoot things at us. Ethan grabbed a plate and held it up, making the ice hit the plate. It froze the plate, but it blasted Ethan back and he hit the wall.

"No!" I yelled dramatically as I ran to him. He was on the floor grunting and I held him in my arms. "Ethan, you were so young!"

He dramatically threw his head back. I fake sobbed as I stroked his face, but that made him throw my hand off of him. Caroline was focused on trying to hurt Noah, who was throwing various objects at her.

"I'll avenge you!" I held out my hand and he laughed, pushing me off of him.

"Shut the fuck up and get off of me." I laughed as he sat up. We knelt behind the table. "So, should we knock her out again because we need to tie her up?"

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