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Chapter 48

CHAPTER FORTY-EIGHT

"Touch me again I bite your hand off." 

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It didn't take long for Bellamy to catch up with me. 

 "Hey!" He shouted, grabbing my arm so I harshly flew back, stumbling but managing to catch myself. Bellamy switched his grip so he was pinning my wrists tightly against his torso, succeeding in stopping me from running into a room of heavily armed guards and getting myself like, shot or something. 

 "Let go of me!" I demanded, harshly yanking my hands back, and wishing that I was stronger. Bellamy's stupid strong arms didn't budge. "They have Fox- they'll kill her!" 

 "They'll kill you if you run in there!" He retaliated, his voice lowered to a whisper as Phia drew her knife and raked her eyes across the seemingly empty hall. "Listen, listen to me-" 

 He roughly pulled me again so I was forced to look at him, and his gaze softened at the frantic look in my eyes. I knew he was about to say something that he thinks would make me gain some sense, but that little idiot is in for a huge storm. Fox is innocent. Fox is a girl who hasn't had a chance to even do anything in life yet... anything that's not being locked up in space. She is one of the few actually good people left, and she doesn't deserve to die. She doesn't deserve pain. 

 So I raised my chin indefinitely, my eyes meeting his. I clenched my teeth, narrowed my eyes, and spoke as quietly as I could. 

 "I'm done listening." 

 I rose my eyes, and Phia raised an eyebrow. She sighed deeply, rolling her shoulders, and muttered something under her breath in Trig. When she spoke louder, her voice held a tone that would make you think she was done, but her lips were pulled up in what at close glance looked like a grimace. "Sorry, Blake. I stay by my word." 

 She reached her hand up, and slammed her elbow right into Bellamy's shoulder. The boy himself let out a small cry of pain, and I yanked my hands free, turning and sprinting down the hall. I heard Bellamy yell my name, and then something at Phia, but I was gone. 

 I have a lot of experience running from guards. I haven't done it in for quite a while, but it feels awfully natural now that I am. one foot in front of the other, toe to heel so you don't make as much sound, and breath through your mouth deeply. 

 I was listening so intensely I thought I was going to have a stroke. I heard it, though. A small voice from within one of the metal doors, "no, no!" 

 I turned my shoulder, and rammed it open, holding the cold black gun in my hands. 

 Pointed directly at Fox.