Total pages in book: 48
Estimated words: 45031 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 225(@200wpm)___ 180(@250wpm)___ 150(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 45031 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 225(@200wpm)___ 180(@250wpm)___ 150(@300wpm)
“Fucker!” he yelled. “This is all your fault! Why couldn’t you just leave her alone!”
I figured he was talking about Dani, but I wasn’t sure and didn’t much care. His attention was on me and not on the small figure of Lemon… charging him from the back?
“What the fuck?”
“Lemon!”
“Don’t!”
All of us spoke over top of each other. For all the good it did.
Lemon charged a man, armed to the teeth, with a bigass trophy from one of the cases along the front of the school. Instead of a repeat of the battle cry she’d given earlier, she charged him silently until she was close enough to swing. She hit him with the marble base in the back of the head with all her might. He fell, but Lemon wasn’t done. She took one more swing, this time yelling at the top of her lungs, and hit him again in the back of the head. This time, the base broke and clattered to the floor, leaving Lemon standing over her prey like an Amazon warrior.
“Fucker,” she muttered before throwing the remainder of the trophy to the ground. She kicked the gun that had fallen from his hand across the hall before bending to pick up the rifle in his other hand. She raised her head and met my gaze as I neared. The girl was as calm as any seasoned warrior, but angry as fuck. Glancing back down at Leo, she spat before stepping over him and marching toward us. Shoving the rifle at me, she stared me down.
“Get her out of here,” Blaze ordered. “I’ll deal with the cops.”
“They just pulled up outside.” Cyrus looked out the window. “There anyone else, Lemon?”
“Yeah. That fucking Jordan bitch. But she didn’t stay long. She dropped off this fucker before she left.”
“How do you know that?” I tilted my head as I looked at her. This girl was a fucking handful and then some.
She rolled her eyes. “Why the fuck do you think I was out of class in the first Goddamned place? I saw her. I saw Leo. Neither of them are supposed to be here, so,” she shrugged, “I went to investigate.” She sobered. “I thought I saw Deacon carrying Apple out. I tried to keep this guy’s attention focused on me at this end of the school so she had time to get out, but I didn’t know if she’d be able to leave. The lockdown…”
“Yeah, Lemon. She’s safe.”
When I first met Lemon, I knew she was tough as nails. The girl was gonna make one hell of an old lady to some poor bastard. But now, right before my eyes, she seemed to… crack. Her breathing sped up, then she heaved, vomiting violently. I knelt beside her, holding her hair out of her face, which seemed to piss her off even more. Or maybe it was her defense mechanism, because she was trembling almost violently.
“Get off me, Wylde!”
“Hey. I’m just tryin’ to help, honey. You know I’m not gonna hurt you.”
“Don’t need help.” She spat again, then wiped her mouth with her arm.
“Everyone needs help, Lemon.” Blaze knelt beside her and handed her a bottle of water. “Even tough chicks like you.”
Lemon took a pull of the water, swished her mouth out, then spat again. Then she took several gulps before wiping her mouth again with her arm.
“Fuck you, Blaze.”
Blaze smirked. “You ain’t old enough, sweetheart.”
Lemon bared her teeth and threw the bottle at him. Blaze caught it with one hand before standing and reaching out a hand to her. Lemon ignored him and stood to stride to the closed door. She didn’t look back.
“Yeah. Good luck with that one, Wylde.”
“Leavin’ her up to her sister. I just work here.”
Despite everything that had just happened, I wanted to smile. But I couldn’t. There was still the matter of Jordan to resolve.
“Let’s get out of here. We need to find Jordan.” As much as I wanted to, I knew I couldn’t let the woman go. I wanted to turn it over to the cops and take my girls home, but the woman was too dangerous to leave out there to her own devices.
As we approached the entrance the police entered the building. I recognized one of the men from Danica’s house. The one Lemon had given hell when I’d arrived at their house. The one who’d shot Dani. He nodded as he approached me. I wanted to shoot him in the face.
“What happened to him?” He nodded to Leo lying on the floor of the hall, blood steadily oozing from the wound on his head. Other officers filed past us, hunting for more threats.
“He turned his back on Lemon, thinking we were the real threat.”
Surprisingly, the guy snorted. “Yeah. Big mistake. Anyone hurt besides him?”
“Don’t know. Possibly. The school resource officers and the ROTC teachers would have been the main responders in the school. One of the first teachers we came to was worried they might be injured. Or worse. There’s another woman you need to find.” I pulled my phone out and pulled up Jordan’s picture. “Lemon said she dropped this guy off. I’ve got proof she’d been baiting this guy for months.”