Classic Collision

65. A Warning!

Hey guys,

Back with another chapter. The media possess David's picture. This chapter contains some shocking stuff inside it and the end is a bit scary.

Keep reading...

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[ Scarlett ]

"The game has begun" he whispered in my ears giving me shivers and threw my on the street.

My heart started pounding and there is still a little amount of blood on my lips. He threw me a glance. Even in the darkness his eyes were so prominently scary. I gulped.

A little ray of moonlight fell in his face and it confirmed me that he is none other than Justin.

He turned away quickly covering his face with the helmet. But that one glimpse was enough for me to recognise that satanist face.

All the other bikers along with him drove away. I lay down holding my stomach thinking what just happened.

Then it hit me, it was a warning. He came here to give me warning. So, its gonna get worse, great. So fucking great!

I tried to stand up when a solid pain hit my stomach. Good god! Have I got internal injuries?

Oh! That doest sound good. I remove my phone and dial the first no. Veronica.

Calling Jack will be useless because this morning he went out of town to get some costom loaded consignments. He didnt wanna leave me alone but I insisted him to go. Although, I am regretting it now.

Veronica isnt picking up my phone, damn. I try calling Matt but same goes for him as well. Whats wrong with everyone, tonight? Then I give around 5 missed calls to Candy and drop one voicemail. "Hey, its Scarlett. S-Someone attacked me. I-Its u-urgent" I stammer.

I wait for 5 min no reply. So, I am on my own. I clutch my bag tight, place my palm on ground and push myself up. After failing for 2 times consistently, I stand up at my 3rd attempt. Good Scarlett. I mentally pat myself.

Its just a few distance about a 2 minute walk to my apartment. I can make it! I say myself.

I take my first step cautiously and start walking slowly holding my stomach. Now, I know how it feels when you get kicked in your stomach. The small distance to my apartment seems like a distance between two countries.

With outmost courage I keep on walking like its the only chance of survival. It is this moment when I feel like am the most lonely person on this planet. The girl who has got no one who actually cares about her. The cruel world who keeps tormenting her over time. Testing me in ways possible but I have always been and optimistic person. I am stronger and dont need anyone.

But I dont know why does it feels so bad and why arent this tears stopping. May be I am hurt way too much, internally and externally.

'Its just a few steps and I will reach' I say myself. But I feel already drained out. When I take another step forward I stumble and fall.

I was about to hit the ground when two strong arms hold me from behind. Well, may be god finally showed a little mercy.

The person picks me up in bridal style and I look at him. A sigh of relief comes out my mouth when I see its David.

But how did he know?

"Its okay, I got you" He says

And I nod. He walks me to my apartment. He takes the key from me and open the door. Placing me on the couch he looks at me clenching his jaw.