Chapitre 17: Chapter 17. Tyler
I looked at my friend, whose face was already pale from shock. I didn't know what to do, I just
I just looked to the sides, trying to find a way out. But the girl in front of us
insisted again.
-Give me the damn cell phone," she said, raising her voice, "or you will suffer the consequences," the blonde threatened.
the blonde.
-I would listen to her, if I were you," said the stranger who was with her, "you don't want to see her angry.
angry.
-You... just shut up," Abby demanded of the boy.
Carla became more nervous than usual, it was starting to show, her hands were shaking and she was clutching her purse tightly.
her hands were shaking and clutching her purse tightly.
-Why would we have to give you the cell phone," I encouraged her to speak.
-You stay out of it Ty, this is not your problem," she said looking at me sideways.
-Oh, of course it is, if you mess with her, you mess with me," I said, stepping in front of the blonde.
blonde. The situation became tense, neither of us spoke again, we just stared into each other's eyes for a couple of minutes.
We just stared into each other's eyes for a couple of seconds.
-If that's the way you want it, that's the way it's going to be," he said as he pulled out a knife from the back of his pants.
pants. Now it really looked like something out of a gang of thieves.
-Now give me the cell phone, I'm serious," he grabbed the knife tightly and directed it towards us.
us.
If this woman was already crazy, threatening us with a knife for a stupid photo, it didn't make sense.
It didn't make sense.
-Hey, what are you doing?" asked the guy, "I'm out of here.
his plans.
Seconds later, that slim, blonde-haired girl was standing alone in front of us.
us.
-Even in death I won't give it to you," Carla finally spoke. Although not with a choice of words I would have preferred.
I would have preferred.
-She threatened again, this time in a more serious tone than before.
-So much trouble for a picture, Abby, really? I asked somewhat doubtfully.
-It's not just a picture, it's not just a picture anymore," she said, pointing the knife at me.
There lies my future.
Is that where your future is? What do you mean? I didn't understand anything anymore, are you thinking of marrying Ryan for the simple fact that he has a wife?
Ryan just because he has money, I didn't think he would be able to, did you?
-Just give it to me and no one will get hurt," this time he turned to Carla, almost without blinking once.
He seemed to avoid doing so in order not to miss any detail of the whole situation.
-Not even dead- the redhead repeated again- sometimes she can be a little (too) stubborn.
-You'll see that you will," she said getting more furious than she already was. Abby put the knife in her hand
Abby put the knife in her hand and took the impulse to take it to the front, where my best friend was.
friend.
I couldn't think of anything that instant, and I stepped between the two of them. Several images crossed my mind as I did so.
as I did so, they were memories. Of when Carla and I first met and of all the things we had done together so far.
the things we had done together so far. I pushed Abby to the side, truthfully, I had no idea what I was doing.
I had no idea what I was doing at that moment, the only thing I wanted to do was to protect my best friend, to protect her from a complete
I just wanted to protect my best friend, protect her from a complete freak who was once our classmate.
The razor grazed across my stomach, making a cut in it. The rain was still falling, but
with less intensity. And the drops of water were mixing with the drops of blood that were
through my shirt and that began to fall to the ground to continue with the course of the water that was going down until it reached
down until it reached a drain.
Abby took a few steps back from the blow I gave her as I approached her and fell to the ground,
soaking in a puddle of water. I dropped the knife and lost it in the darkness that surrounded us.
darkness that surrounded us.
We ran out of the place, abandoning that blonde who was once our friend. We
a few meters away from 'Waffles House City' when crossing the street, a car that looked familiar to us slammed on its
the blinding light left us blinded for a few milliseconds.
for a few milliseconds.
-Are you all right," Carla asked.
My heart was racing, my breathing was agitated, my stomach was bleeding, but I was fine, or that's what I wanted to tell her, that I was fine for the situation I was in.
I was fine, or that's what I wanted to tell her, that I was fine for the situation that we had just
I was fine for the situation we had just been in.
-Fuck, you're bleeding," exclaimed the girl, a little scared.
-What's wrong with you," said the owner of the car as he got out of it.
-I'm sorry, I didn't see it..." Carla didn't finish speaking when she realized who was the voice that was complaining, she also realized who the voice was.
It also sounded very familiar, but I couldn't distinguish it.
-Carla?" asked Johan, a little confused, "but what happened to them?
our best friend was about to take our lives with his car. How ironic.
-There's no time to explain, she's coming," I said covering the wound that wouldn't stop bleeding, it wasn't too much blood for the type of cut.
It wasn't much blood for the kind of cut I had, but it still wouldn't stop taking hold of my clothes and
my clothes and make itself noticeable. We got into the car as fast as we could, just in time.
one more second and the crazy woman with the razor would grab us again, although this time it would be without her razor or with her knife.
This time it would be without her knife or with something else she might have had with her.
-Now if you can explain to me what happened," asked the boy as he drove, for some reason he didn't know himself, "I'm not sure what happened.
for some reason that even he didn't know, he was driving at a relatively high speed for this area.
area. Carla just looked at me and focused on the wound he had, ignoring what our friend said.
friend said.
-We have to take him to the emergency room," the redhead demanded, without saying anything else. I listened to her
I listened to her repeating the same thing in my head, it even sounded like a broken record, but I wasn't sure if she meant it or if she was just saying it.
I wasn't sure if she really meant it or if it was just going through my head. Possibly the blood loss
was helping to make that happen, to make me have hallucinations of certain things or to make me think that they were still
I thought they were still happening when they weren't really happening.
Cadeaux
-- Cadeau
reçu État de l’alimentation hebdomadaire
-- Classement
Power Stone 
-- Power
stone