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CHAPTER THIRTY-THREE

HALA'S P.O.V

"We have to go look for him!" I told Chris.

"Hala! It's almost night time, it's dangerous."

I glared at him. "Does it look like I care?"

Chris rolled his eyes. "Still, you're not going."

I groaned and turned around to go into my room. I changed into black skinny jeans and threw on a white tank top with a peach colored cardigan over it. I quietly peaked into the hallway to see Chris going down the basement with the guns in his hands. What is he doing?

So instead of sneaking out, I followed him. I crept down the stairs and found him unlocking a closet door, he pulled it open and revealed a dark room. I'm guessing it was a walk in closet. I moved in closer and that's when he switched on the light, the room was filled with various weapons. Guns, knives, tranquilizers, smoke bombs, all kinds of stuff. I stepped into the closet and leaned against the door frame.

"Where did you get all of this?"

Chris jumped in surprise and quickly turned around. "Oh, there mine.."

I raised an eyebrow. "Secret stash?"

He nodded. "Secret stash." I walked into the room and looked around. I smiled slightly, I could grab a couple tranquilizers and guns, and I'm off. At the moment, Chris had his back facing me so quickly, I grabbed a few tranquilizers and a gun. I shoved them into my pocket then grabbed the extra bullets that were on the shelf. He turned around and looked at me suspiciously, I smiled at him innocently.

"What are you doing?"

"Um, watching you." Shit, that came out wrong.

"I know I'm good looking and all..." He said, a smirk forming on his face but that suddenly disappeared and his face went serious.

"Put them back Hala."

I looked at him in shock. "Put what back?"

He rolled his eyes. "I'm not stupid, put the weapons back."

"Chris, I didn't take anything." I was about to take a step back and leave the closet when out of the blue, he grabbed me from the waist and pulled me closer towards him. So close that our noses were basically touching.

"Hala."

"Chris." I mimicked. I felt him reach into my pockets and pull the weapons out. We stared at each other for a few seconds until I stepped back and crossed my arms.

"Damn it."

He rolled his eyes. "Do you actually think I'm going to let you out of this apartment with these?" He gestures towards the guns, "you don't even know how to shoot a gun!"

"Who said I was going to shoot someone?"

"Oh you will. Once you see Katrina or any of her 'team' you'll go crazy and kill everyone."

I laughed. "I'm not going to kill anyone. I was going to use the TRANQUILIZERS." I pulled the tranquilizers from him and shoved them into my pocket once again. I turned around and stepped out of the closet.

"You're not going anywhere." He called out. I groaned and turned around, glaring.

"Why not?!"

"You could get yourself killed!"

I raised my voice. "And you don't think I'm aware of that?! I can protect myself!" I turned back around, beginning to leave the basement.

"Damn it Hala, you're not going!"

"WHY?!"

"BECAUSE I DON'T WANT YOU TO GET HURT!" He shouted. I stopped and stared at him.

"You just don't want that because you made a deal with Sean, am I right?" I rolled my eyes and went up the stairs.

"No." He said quietly. I stopped halfway up the stairs and turned to face him.

"I could care less about what Sean said." He told me.

I raised an eyebrow. "Okay, well then let me leave."

He shook his head. "I don't want you to get hurt because I care about you." I stared at him in shock. This was definitely not something I would hear from him, I know for a fact that he would never say that.

"Are you okay?" I asked.

He furrowed his eyebrows. "Uh yea, I'm fine. Why?"

"Are you high?"

He looked taken back. "What?! No! What's wrong with you?"

"What's wrong with you? You're telling me you care about me. I think you're sick."

Chris laughed loudly. "What's wrong with that? Am I not allowed to care about you?"

I stared at him blankly. "No."

He rolled his eyes. "Well too bad."

I walked towards him and cupped his face with my hands, I looked him directly in the eyes. "I'll be fine, I promise you that. You can even come if you don't think it's safe." He stared at me, his face clearly written with frustration.

"Chris, please. If we don't go and find him, they'll catch him again." I begged. He groaned and leaned his forehead against mine, closing his eyes and letting out a frustrated sigh.

"Fine." He mumbled. I grinned widely and pulled him into a hug, he was taken surprise but quickly hugged me back.

"Let's go." I said.

***********

We were now in the parking lot, I walked towards his car but was suddenly pulled back.

"We're walking." Chris stated.

"What?! Are you insane?" I moved out of his grip and stepped towards his car again, but once again was stopped by Chris.

"Hala we're walking, it's much safer."

I crossed my arms. "Safer? You want to walk when it's almost night time with psychopaths out to get us? We could get a bullet through our heads for all I know."

Chris glared at me before shouting. "HALA!"

"WHAT?"

"DON'T GOD DAMN JINX IT!"

I rolled my eyes and pointed to his car. "We're taking the car."

"That's more dangerous! We could freakin' get into a car accide-" I cut him off by slapping him upside the head.

"Don't jinx it!"

We both stopped and glared at each other. "If we take the car we'll find Sean faster, plus it'll be much easier."

Chris clenched his fist and marched over to the car in defeat. I smiled proudly and got into the passenger seat. "See was that so hard." Chris stayed silent and started the car. I laughed, leaning back in my seat.

"Where do we head first?" He asked.

I thought about it. "Well we are in New York, so let's try Times Square?"

Chris nodded. "Sounds good." He backed out of the parking space and drove out from the parking lot.

******

I leaned against the window but suddenly frowned, noticing that the same vehicle was behind us.

It had been 20 minutes of driving and they were still driving behind us. I felt shivers going up my spine when I saw the same type of car driving in front of us as well.

"Chris," I said. "I think we're being followed."

He frowned and looked in the rear-view mirror. "Well let's find out for sure." He suddenly turned left, making me fly towards the side. I turned to look if the vehicle was still behind us and to our luck, it wasn't.

But I spoke to soon.

The car came out of no where from around the corner at full speed. Chris grabbed my arm before making another quick turn, nearly getting hit.

"Jesus christ." He mumbled as he sped down the road. Two of the same black colored cars came from around the corner, and drove after us.

My phone began to vibrate, indicating that I had gotten a text. I pulled out my phone.

'We're done playing nice. This means war.' It read.

"HALA GET DOWN!" Chris yelled. Next thing I knew, gun shots were fired towards us. I ducked down just in time to avoid a bullet hitting my window and shattering the glass. I opened up a compartment under the seat and found a loaded gun. I stuck my head out the window.

"HALA WHAT THE BLOODY HELL ARE YOU DOING?!?" Chris screamed. I pointed the gun at one of the vehicle's tires and shot at it. The car lost control and crashed into a building, leaving now two vehicles chasing after us. I felt a hand grip my shirt, and I was pulled back into my seat.

"Don't ever do that again!" Chris exclaimed.

"Did you not see that?! I went all bad ass on them."

Chris turned another corner, making me once again slam into the side. "You could of gotten your head blown off!"

I rolled my eyes. He turned another corner and luckily, the cars lost sight of us. I sighed in relief and turned back around to face in front, just in time to catch sight of a person walking in the area Chris was speeding down.

I grabbed Chris shoulder and pointed in front. "LOOK OUT!" He saw the person and slammed down on the brakes but there wasn't enough time to stop the car fully. The car hit the person, making them roll above the car and then off the back of it. The car came to a full stop.

"Oh my god." I mumbled, rushing out of the car to see if whoever we hit was okay. Chris followed behind me with a panicked looked on his face.

I ran over to the person and knelt down next to them. They moved around and groaned out in pain. Realizing it was a girl, I brushed her hair out of her face.

"Are you o-" I stopped, once I revealed her face.

"I-I thought, we thought.." But Chris finished my sentence for me.

"We thought you were dead."

AUTHOR'S NOTE

Ooooh I wonder who that could be ;) okay yeah its probably obvious sorry about that, but I need drama :p SO anyways GUESS WHAT?! I've made a TRAILER for this book and I've attached it to the story so please check it out and tell me what you think! Hope you liked it and please don't forget to VOTE and COMMENT <3