Chapter 104
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Seriously.
I really needed to teach Lynn how to fight.
Wasting no time I started hitting his face with it until the spatula bent looking unrecognisable and it wasnt like I was done.
He tried kicking me but he missed most of the time and the little time he got I didnt budge.
When he stopped struggling I got off him and I grabbed a chair ready to throw it at him but i was stopped and pushed.
I growled.
Who was that.
When I turned around to see who dared to touch me ready to throw the unrecognisable spatula at him I found two identical faces both holding guns aimed at me.
I got straddled for a minute.
I didnt expect these twins to look this much alike.
I probably looked like a mad woman with my hair out in the open and a bloody face.
I grinned in their way.
Looking at the metal spatula I looked at them and I rose my eyebrows.
Exactly when they thought I was going to throw it at them I dropped it.
Looking behind them I saw that most of their fucking men were down.
Knife game was up.
Looking around I noticed the flipped furniture.
This room was a mess.
My gun was far.
I only had a knife on me and I dont even know why I didn't use it on Michael but I was grateful.
The twins still didnt speak and two minutes passed.
I was getting impatient.
Slowly snaking my hand behind when they were looking at each other probably to communicate in their weird ways I got hold of my knife and without wasting time or looking I threw it at one of them I didnt even decide who and it hit Zander right in the throat.
She screamed.
Her twin was down and I took that time to run to my gun when shots erupted as if this was a signal more shots followed.
I didnt get to my gun someone held my leg.
How was this fucker still alive.
I gritted my teeth when Zander held my leg making me fall drastically hitting my head on the chair I wanted to hit Damon with.
I gasped to let in air.
And for a whole minute I thought I lost consciousness because I saw black.
Yes black.
Then I felt the tickle of blood.
Shit.
I felt someone fall ontop of me.
Maeve.
She was dead.
"You really did a number on me" Damon said and when I looked on my side after my vision cleared I noticed that I was laying in blood.
Not my blood.
Maeve's.
Shit.
I wanted to kill the bitch.
"She was taking too much time anyways" he said shrugging as I looked at him.
I definitely had a big gush on the side of my head.
My hair was getting sticky so I knew it.
The sound of guns was getting louder.
"Touch her one more time and I'll blow your brain's out" Jonas said.
Jonas.
Wait.
Fucking Mendel Jonas.
What the fuck.
Groaning I finally stood.
Hell nah.
I felt the familiar metal press against the middle of my back.
Jonas growled.
Literally growled.
What this man behind me didnt notice was that I retrieved my knife from Zander.
Yes he wasn't that far from me.
"Well if it isn't the hero" Damon said with so much venom out of his voice.
"Let her go" Jonas said looking at me.
"What if I don't want?" He said moving closer to me.
Jealousy was so evident in his voice I almost laughed despite the amount of pain I was going through.
This fucker still had feelings for me.
He cant really be serious.
Getting bored of their chit chat I decided to take matters in my own hands and I held the knife tight and shoved it in his stomach.
Surprised with the pain he took a step behind giving me little space and time to twist it.
Tumbling behind I lost my balance due to the headache I was having while feeling a little light and two shots rang.
These ones were too close.
Jonas fell.
Damon fell.
Fuck.
I fell right after them.
He was dead.
Finally.
I closed my eyes in peace.
No more family drama.
I woke up hours after.
Yes
Hours
Not even days.
These fucking beeps couldn't let me sleep in peace.
I woke up in a hospital.
Well if this wasnt getting familiar.
My mother looked at me.
She looked at me as if she was in disbelief.
I rose my eyebrows in question.
"Why are you awake?" She asked looking at me.
I was groaning.
I couldn't even talk.
Not even minutes passed and two nurses came rushing in the room.
They all started asking me question.
Asking me if I remembered things and to be honest I was perfectly okay.
My mother was stunned once again.
"You are hard headed woman" she said shaking her head smiling.
I just couldn't understand.
Why.
"We thought that you were going to have amnesia for atleast a month and here you are two hours after you banged your head like a tennis ball you awake and healthy" my mom said looking at me.
I furrowed my eyebrows looking at her.
"Goodness.
Can you atleast be happy that I am awake?" I joked a little looking at her and she laughed.
Then I remembered something.
Jonas.
"Where is Jonas!?" I asked my mom and as if the guy had been eavesdropping on us he walked right in the room oblivious to the fact that I was awake.
How big were these rooms.
His aura was discouraging me.
Like there was something wrong
Something going.
"Why the face?" I croaked at him after taking a sip of water and my voice still didnt come back.
