I swallow, shaking my head and standing, "No. You paid for this," I say, scooping up Zayne and throwing him over my shoulder without waking him. I pass him on the way out and sigh, deciding to just get drunk at the bar or something.
All you need is faith, trust, and a little bit of pixie-dust!
Getting to the bar, I plop down on one of the stools and plop Zayne down on a table. Bored, I take my phone out and text Jonah to come over, sighing as I order a scotch.
All you need is faith, trust, and a little bit of pixie-dust!
I get a text from Jonah and groan, running a hand through my hair before getting the courage to go down there. I sit at his side, away from Selena, and order a round of shots.
I'm never what I like I'm double sided And I just can't hide I kind of like it When I make you cry 'Cause I'm twisted up, twisted up Inside
We stay silent and Jonah sighs, nudging me to say something. I look over at him, rolling my eyes, and he sighs again before looking at Mark, "You two need to make up."
I sigh, "Jo, we weren't fighting."
"Then why did you break up with him?!" He exclaims, taking my drink away from me. I glare at him.
"'Cause. I have a lot going on. And have no time."
"You have time now. Don't you?" He asks, still not letting me have my drink.
I don't answer, shaking my head, and look down at the floor.
All you need is faith, trust, and a little bit of pixie-dust!
The bartender sees all three of us, freezing, "Y-You're..."
"Great, look what you did, Jonah. He's probrably gonna call the cops now.." I sigh, taking my head in my hands.
"Sel, He's not gonna--" He hears sirens and freezes. Sighing, I stand and load my gun, everyone freezing and putting they're hands up. The cops run in and I look at Jonah, giving him the death stare. He swallows.
"Put you're hands up where I can see them!" The main officer says, each one pointing a gun at us. I groan before sighing and doing as they say, knowing how to get out of this.
All you need is faith, trust, and a little bit of pixie-dust!
Jonah looks at me, swallowing, and I give him a wink of assurance. The police person comes to me and I wait for the right moment before kicking him in the wrong place. His face goes pale and he falls to the ground. "Jonah!" I yell, slipping my gun out again and pointing it. He does the same and I Shoot one, or two, and both of them fall to the ground as well. One shoots for me and I swear, ducking. It hits the wall behind me. Wait a second...
Someone shoots me from behind and I go pale, swallowing as I drop to one knee. My side bleeding, I swear numerous times and cough as someone takes me from behind and puts a gun to my neck, "One more move, she dies," He mutters, looking at both Mark and Jonah.
All you need is faith, trust, and a little bit of pixie-dust!
I look at the man holding Selena and take a breath before shooting him in the head. He falls over, leaving her unharmed, and drops the gun in his hands. Standing, I slip my jacket on and take care of the others before headed down the hall to my room.
I'm never what I like I'm double sided And I just can't hide I kind of like it When I make you cry 'Cause I'm twisted up, twisted up Inside
The man drops to the ground and I sigh of relief, collapsing right as I do. Remembering the bullet in my torso, Jonah scoops me up and runs after Mark.
"Man," He stops him, "She got shot, dude. Can you take are of her for a couple days? She'll only trust you."
My vision going blurry and shivvering again, I bury my face in Jonah's shirt before closing my eyes and trying not to Cry.
All you need is faith, trust, and a little bit of pixie-dust!