Save Me After I Save You

Stranger

 CHAPTER THREE

\Third Person View/

Giggling could be heard through the quiet neighbourhood. " We're gonna get caught, stop it. " Zavier managed to say in between giggles. " Okay, okay, I'll stop. " Emma tried to close her mouth. " Look at that house, it looks pretty intact " Emma pointed at an abandoned house. " We can stay there for the night then " Zavier suggested. They walked towards the house, the windows were boarded up with wooden planks but it does not seem to have anyone inside. Emma went to open the door but it was locked. " It's locked. " Emma turned around to Zavier stretching. She was about to ask the other what they were doing but he said something first, " Just step aside. " Emma obeyed the order and stepped back. Zavier sprinted towards the door and threw himself into it. Something from the other side fell and made a loud thud but the door did not open fully.

" Need help? " Emma asked, snickering. Zavier nodded with embarrassment as they both pushed the door open. When they did, there was a bookshelf and a couch behind the door. " That's why it did not break open when I ran into it. " Zavier thought out loud and scanned the room. Zavier felt something cold against his neck and an arm around his shoulders. Emma took out her gun and aimed it at the person holding Zavier. " I don't want to shoot, just let him go! " Emma exclaimed, her voice full of worry and panic. " Who are you? " The stranger tightened their grip on Zavier. Zavier used his elbow to hit the stranger's gut and flipped them over his back. The stranger coughed and held onto their stomach. " How do you know that?! " Emma asked, her face now full of curiosity. Zavier smiled seeing that Emma was not panicked anymore. The stranger groaned, catching their attention. Zavier grabbed his bat and held it up. " Who the f*ck are you both?! " the stranger questioned and went to reach for their knife. Emma quickly kicked the knife away and stepped on the stranger's hand by accident. " I'm sorry! " Emma quickly apologised, receiving an irritated look from Zavier. " Oh, okay. " Emma stepped on the stranger's hand again, chuckling. The stranger groaned in pain. Zavier now had a surprised face on. ' Since when did she have no morals?' Zavier thought to himself. " Okay! Let go of me! " The stranger screamed and patted Emma's combat boots aggressively. Zavier held a small smile after seeing that pathetic submission from the stranger. Emma looked over at Zavier and waited for a sign. Zavier nodded and relaxed his arm, resting the bat on his shoulder. Emma took a step away from the stranger but still held on to her gun. The stranger stood up and rubbed their wrist. " Name " Emma commanded, trying to keep the ' I'm stronger than you' vibe. " My name is Peter, happy? " Peter glared at Zavier while speaking even though Emma was the one who talked. " You blind or something? She's the one speaking, not me " Zavier snorted and smirked. He found this entertaining. Not Peter, but Emma acting tough. Peter growled and raised his fist to punch Zavier but stopped after feeling a cold metal against his head. " Why are you here anyway? And if you're gonna kill me then do it pussy! " Peter snarled. Emma looked frightened but Peter could not see it, leading to Zavier laughing his ass off. Both Peter and Emma looked at Zavier, seeing him as some psycho laughing menacingly. Emma tried to laugh along with him, still confused on why he's laughing." Okay shut up. Put the gun down Em, I don't regret saving your ass " Zavier said a big smile on his face. Emma put the gun down and quickly walked behind him. Peter folded his arms and sighed. " Wanna answer my question? " Peter asked and glared at Emma. " Something called sleep, so goodnight " Zavier grabbed Emma's arm and pulled her into an empty bedroom that had two beds inside. When he closed the door, he cracked up laughing again. " Can you like, stop laughing, I'm gonna laugh too." Emma told as she lay on one of the beds. She turned to the wall and closed her eyes while Zavier calmed down from laughing. He laid down on the other bed and relaxed, drifting off to sleep. Emma moved in discomfort as she needed to go to the toilet, but she also wanted to sleep. She sighed and stood up, making her way to the toilet that was next to her bed. " This toilet is surprisingly clean. " She commented and shut the door silently. Peter opened his bedroom door and quietly sneaked into Emma and Zavier's room. He raised his crowbar to hit Zavier but then felt something made an impact with his back. Emma and Peter fell on the floor with a loud thud. Emma pushed Peter off her and tried to get up but ended up getting punched by Peter. Suddenly, Peter was grabbed by his shirt and he was facing a very pissed off Zavier. "Who the fuck do you think you are?" Zavier growled out and stared deeply into Peter's eyes. All Peter could see in his eyes were rage. Emma was standing at the back, rubbing her cheek and was also a bit frightened at Zavier's outrage. " I already let you off before, and now you want to make me angry? " Zavier told him, Zavier's hand curled up into a fist and gave a blow at Peter's nose, letting him move back with his hand on his nose. " Agh.. Fuck you! " Peter grumbled before rushing out of the room. Emma was still standing with her hand on her cheek, just witnessing Zavier become fierce and scary. Zavier sighed before turning to Emma, " Are you okay? " Emma nodded. " Does it hurt? " Zavier asked. Emma shook her head. " Are you sure? " Zavier ensured, Emma nodded. Zavier walked over to the door and locked it in case Peter would try to enter again. " I'm gonna sleep, we'll deal with him tomorrow. " He said before laying down on the bed. Emma quietly laid on the bed and stood awake.

CHAPTER 4