Janet's P. O. V

Steven comes in, just in time, like always and pushes the guy before he could swing the rod.

He punches him in the face, the place with the least fat, before snatching his rod and using it on him. He runs back to the gang and Steven runs behind him to help Andrew out. Steven yells at Andrew while dodging punches and landing some of his own. Andrew stops and snaps at Steven before he dodges one guy and punches him so hard in anger that he falls down.

Andrew then quickly removes his key and clicks a button. The car makes a sound and I then try to roll the window. Much to my relief, the window rolls down this time.

"Guys, what the fuck is going on? Andrew what the-" I start yelling my lungs out at the boys, all my adrenaline and anxiety finally finding its outlet. Steven cut my outburst out.

"Baby, leave the outbursts for later, now run," Steven cuts me off, his tone pleading but strong. I blink twice before turning in my seat. That's when I remember my phone.

I call the dialed number and they are quick to respond.

But before they could say anything, I start off.

"Help us, you need to run, there are these goons who are beating my friends up and I'm stuck in the car and I really don't know what to do, please please help me. We're at the-" I look around, not knowing the correct address. I decide to give them Andrew's address. They will find us with that...right?

"We're somewhere near Springsteen Colony-" I stop, my mouth wide open when I see yet another fat guy running towards me. I'm too she'll shocked to me, my legs numb because of all this...activity.

Just then Steven realises this and he lunges on the guy from the back.

"Run Janet!" he yells and that brings me back to my senses. I open the car door, leaving my phone with a screaming voice at the other end, in the car. I stumble on my legs but suddenly I start to feel them again and I start to run when I realise.

"But what about you guys! I can't leave you'll here like that!" I yell back and Steven punches that guy before turning to me.

"Janet, we'll be able to save ourselves only of we are not busy saving you! So will you please run! These guys are strong and we won't be able to hold them off for lon-" he's cut off when the guy hits him on the face. Steven spits some blood out before turning and punching that guy so hard, he turns and falls to the ground.

His words register in my head and the sane part of me tells me to run and not be those heroines in those movies who, because of their stupidity, bring forth deaths.

I turn to run but before I cover alot of distance, I see lights coming towards me from a distance. I raise my hand to shield my eyes.

When I remove my hand after a few seconds I see three bikes circling around me. I turn and see all around me, gulping. I try to run from between them but they close the gap and I recoil in fear of getting hurt.

I turn to see Steven and Andrew, alert and looking at me. They stop fighting and are now held back by those guys with bruised faces.

The bikers around me stops moving around me when I see a pair of headlights approaching us. The car stops right outside this circle that the bikers have formed around me. I stand straighter, trying to look brave when I'm actually gulping and scared out of my mind.

Man this feels like those hunts in movies, when the animal circles the prey before their leader comes into the picture.

Where the hell is the police?

An old man gets out of the car, wearing an expensive suit. He has a earing in one ear and his white hair combed back.

"Well well well, what do we have here. Everything I was looking for, all together. Well done boys, finally," he finishes and starts walking towards me when the police sirens from behind him make him stop and turn. I sigh in relief. Thank God they came.

"Now, who invited these monkeys to the party?" he says and the police officers get out of their cars and stand behind their doors, their guns pointing at us.

"This girl did," one guy from behind who was holding Steven down yells.

That man in the suit turns and glares at me.

One guy, comes ahead with the big microphone and behind them I see Aunt Darla.

Holy shit. Aunt.

She looks angry and petrified all at one.

"Listen, we have you surrounded from all fronts. There's no point in doing this Harry. Leave the kids and maybe I'll think of having a negotiation," the police man says and Harry, who I'm guessing is the man in the suit, scoffs.

"Why would I wait to have a negotiation, when I can have it now? I just want Chase. You give me Chase and I'll let this other boy and this brave little girl go, right now," he says and I narrow my eyes at him.

Who Chase?

"Do it. I'm ready," Steven screams from behind and that's when I realise something.

Those notes where Chase was mentioned were from Andrew. And if he was trying to keep me away from Steven, that means, Chase is Steven?

"I'm sorry, we can't trade liv-" the officer begins when my aunt holds his arm and stops him. She says something to him and she's got the determined lawyer look on her face. I hope she's not doing what I'm thinking.

The officer speaks again and my doubt is confirmed."You hand over the other boy and the girl first. Then you can get in the car and we will give you a five minute window as a return gift. Dissappear if you can," he says and I shake my head.

No no no.

Harry smirks."You have a deal."

The officer drops the microphone slowly and with two hands in the air, walks towards me. All the biker guys are now all standing by their bikes, guns in hand.

The officer walks towards me and I snap."You can't do this, you can't trade lives like this! This is wrong."

He holds my hand in a tight grip before he motions his head towards Andrew. Harry nods at the guys holding Andrew and they release him.

"No funny business kid," Harry warns Andrew and Andrew just stares at him before walking towards us.

I stare St Andrew, anger and disbelief clear in my eyes.

I thought he would...

Who am I kidding.

I try to break free of the officers hold. He tightens his hold on my arm and turns to glare at me."Please cooperate young lady otherwise we won't be able to help anyone. Have faith in us."

He pulls me with him to the cars and I look back at Steven, who freaking smiles at me.

He freaking smiles.

I glare at him, dragging my feet on the ground, moving away from him.

With every step, I feel my breath leaving me.

What the hell is happening? What am I doing? Trading my life for someone else.

I look at the officer who's pulling me.

Is this system so helpless?

I look at Aunt Darla.

Do people always do what my aunt is doing? Is it wrong? What would I do? Am I feeling bad because it's wrong or because it's Steven?

I turn to look at Steven, tears pooling in my eyes.

I don't know what will happen, but will I be able to live with it?

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"I can't believe you did this aunt! I mean how could you? So conveniently traded my life for his-" I yell while pacing in the police station when Aunt cuts me off.

"Two lives Janet. Two. It was for the best. And the police went after him-" Aunt consoles me and I stop pacing before turning to her."Went after him and what? They disappeared Aunt! Five minutes is enough time! What if they find him after..." I stop, when my heart beats rise again and the words burn on the tip of my tongue.

"Janet, this is not your fault," she tries to come close to me and I can feel the tears forming in my eyes. Her expression saddens and she comes ahead and takes my hands in her.

I feel a sharp sting in the bottom of my throat while I struggle to keep it together.

"Chase should have known better. Even I should have been more alert, recognised him and warned you guys the first time-" she says and I cut her off when her words finally hit me.

"Wait, what do you mean recognised?"

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A/N- So guys I hoped you liked it. Next chapters are going to be about Kiara and Jason and what went down with them.

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