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“You have freaking neighbors! I could hear her screaming from outside. You think theyaren’tgoing to call the police?” Trying to reason with him was just wasting my time. I needed to do something and I needed to do something now.

Lane screamed and for a second he turned his head toward the stairwell. I thought about the training I’d done with Rico and Angelo. I twisted my body under the arm which held me, causing his grip to slip. As I had my back to him I raised my leg and with all the strength I could muster drove my heel down on top of his foot. Lucky for me, he wasn’t wearing his hard motorcycle boots or it wouldn’t have worked so well.

I dived away from him as he screamed out in agony. In the scuffle, he managed to clip my forearm with his knife and I cried out in pain. He hunched over, growling about his foot. It was actually like watching a cartoon, it was that ridiculous.

The good thing about being in a house owned by criminals, they always kept weapons just lying around. From the position I was lying, I could see a metal baseball bat underneath the sofa. I had to lay down on my stomach to reach for it, but as I did, I felt him grab a hold of my waist and begin to pull me out. The second I was free from the sofa, I turned my body and swung.

I was a sporty kind of kid. Hence, why, I ended up getting into sports therapy and nutrition. I knew my way around a bat and ball and I didn’t hold back. I hit him right in the side of the head, and he went down hard. His body landed next to me and his head bouncing against the wooden floor.

He was out like a light.

I dropped the bat and lay back, attempting to control my breathing.

“Help me!” Lane’s voice shocked me back into action. I knew that if I didn’t get her to a hospital soon, then she could get, very sick, very fast.

“I’m coming!” I yelled, scampering across the floor and pulling myself up on the couch. I was feeling a little lightheaded and when I slipped slightly on the floor, I knew it wasn’t good. The cut on my arm was a deep gash, and it was bleeding profusely.

I held my hand over it as I hauled ass up the stairs.

Don’t pass out, don’t pass out.

“Lane?” I called, looking at the group of doors that came off the landing at the top of the staircase.

“Here! Please.” My phone started buzzing in my pocket and I pulled it out as I searched around outside the room Lane was in for a key.

“What?” I whispered harshly.

“They’re coming back, Rose. You’ve got about five minutes,” Optimus’ voice was hushed. They were waiting not far away, ready to sweep in, when and if, needed.

“I need you guys, now.”

“What’s going on?”

“Edge lost it on me, I hit him with a bat. Lane’s having a miscarriage, I think. She needs to get out, but I can’t find the key,” I said it all in such a hurry I hope he, at least, understood a couple of words.

“Fuck! We’ll be there soon. Find that fucking key.”

“Hello?” Lane’s voice was so quiet. It was trembling.

Trying to act like I was calm I asked her, “Honey, do you know where the key is to the door?”

There was a sniffle. “They all have one.”

“Okay, I’ll be back in two seconds. Don’t worry, help is coming.” I didn’t wait to hear her response, dashing back down the stairs clumsily, I stumbled at the bottom, throwing myself to my knees next to Edge’s still unmoving body.

“Keys, keys, keys,” I muttered to myself as I patted him down. There was a large chain connected to his belt loop. I pulled on it, dragging his wallet and his keys from his back pocket.

Fortunately, they clipped right off.

Thank God for at least one thing going right today.

I forced myself to my feet again, the ability to walk straight now becoming a little harder. I wondered how much blood I’d lost so far.

I started on the door with the first key, jiggling the handle but with no luck.

When it finally popped open on the sixth or seventh try, I almost sunk to the ground in relief. I gripped the doorframe and a beautiful small girl popped her head around the corner. She was bent over and clutching her stomach, but you could tell she was relieved to see anyone but those assholes.

Grabbing her hand, I pulled at her. “We’ve gotta go.”

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