Kiefer POV.
We were pushed out of the restaurant. Literally, forcefully pushed out and locked out. Section E was bounding on the window glasses, trying to get in, but it was no use.
I simply walked closer and watched what was happening. We could listen to what they were saying, the glass did nothing to stop the sound from leaking...
Jay POV.
Coward. He bought 30 of his men just to defeat one person, that means I already won the fight. My lips curved into a smile. I might not be able to fight these people on my periods, but Jason didn't know that.
"Wow. You brought backup? Nice try, I admire how you think this crowd of yours could defeat me."
He raised an eyebrow. And signalled by men to come fight me.
Shit! Looks like he's not taking the bait.
Note to self- NEVER forget your cuggers at home thinking it was just a normal dinner. Nothing is normal in my life.
(If you're wondering what cuggers is they are my invisible cuffs which turn into daggers. Cuff+dagger = Cuggers. I named it😌✌️)
I had no choice but to fight now. I took down the first 8 men. And then, 1 guy came straight to me and kicked me in my stomach. In my stomach. Did I mention I'm on my periods?
I doubled over coughing, clutching my stomach in sheer pain. My stomach was already hurting like hell because of cramps. And now this.
Imagine you fell and got scratched really badly. Like blood is pouring out level badly. And then someone rubs salt and hot water on it. It would sting. This was exactly like that but even worse. This sucked.
"Fvck" I hissed. Ok, now I was actually angry.
I kicked the guy back in his stomach. I accidentally ended up using too much of my strength. He flew backwards and hit the wall.
Oops. Sorry not sorry.
I punched another one in the stomach hard enormous to send him sprawling. They didn't give up. Almost all of them came to me together at the exact time. I waited.
They circles me like a pack of Hyenas and started beating. It hurt. But I waited, and when they were fully distracted and immersed in the beating thinking they had finally got to me- I slipped out.
Just quietly crawled out of the circle, and rested behind the table. I couldn't even walk anymore. My eyes stung with tears before I forced them back in. Those idiots were still in the circle. They didn't even realise I was no longer in the middle. They were hitting each other thinking it was me. Finally, Jason realised I wasn't there. Too late, in the commotion, I had already crawled and unlocked the door.
Section E ran in. Immediately they started fighting. I gripped the edge of a table and forced myself to stand up. I winced while standing- my stomach still hurt.
You've taken a bullet to your shoulder Jay Jay! You've got shot 2 times during training! This is nothing!
My stomach disagreed. Still- I pushed. I wasn't standing there getting saved while they all fought. I joined them.
Yeah, I'm full of terrible choices today. Or just generally terrible life desision to be honest.
I should have gone out. Should have let section E fight. But I was never one to walk away from danger. I was always one to stupidly walk right into it.
And stupidly walk into it I did. I fought. My muscles protested, the logical part of my brain told me to stop, but if I listen to my brain, I would have been happy by now. Which is to say, I never listen to my brain.
I have a motto in life- "The magic is my logic." It's like my dialogue every single time anyone asks me how I did something or how I know something. Like how Kiefer's dialogue is- "I have my ways."
But right now? The logic was starting to become like magic... Because it wasn't there. There was no logic. None. Nada. Nil. Kill. Wait, that's not right... Why did I say kill again? Whatever.
But in the commotion a hand shot out straight to my stomach. I got punched. In my stomach. On my periods. AGAIN!!!
Aggghhhhh! Dammit! I'm soo damn mad now.
I turned around. Jason. He was pointing a gun at me. He fired it once at the ceiling. Everyone turned to look at us, and section E froze immediately, afraid he might actually be unhinged enough to shoot me.
Tch. The gun again? I can take that out of your hands within seconds.
As if reading my mind he clamped my wrists together and held it tightly enough to cut my blood circulation.
I could have headbutted him to catch him off guard, but that was the problem- I wouldn't be able to catch him off gaurd. To pull of a stunt like that you need the element of surprise. The person pointing a gun at you shouldn't expect that from you. But Jason... Jason did expect it. If I did one wrong move- if I struggled or even started to fight- he'd shoot.
My mind was racing with thousand possibilities, my eyes searching for a loophole- an escape. I was trained for this. But now? There was none. I looked up, my gaze travelling over section E. Everyone seemed scared, concerned, hesitant, angry- even. Then my gaze landed briefly on him. Kiefer.
He looked angry, concerned, yes. But beneath that I could sense something else. Calculation. I could practically see the gears turning in his head, just like what I was doing. He looked back at me- his gaze steady.
And suddenly, as if a flip had been turned on, it clicked. An idea, what's worse- we both seemed to realise it at the exact same time.
Then, simultaneously, we smirked. A dangerous curve of the lips that spoke volumes.
"3." He said, not bothering to raise his voice.
"2" I said, also calm. Jason looked between us- confused. My heart soared.
Element of surprise. We have an element of surprise... Now.
My gold- green eyes locked on to his obsidian brown ones.
"1" we both said at the same time. Jason still looked confused. Good. Before he could recover, I drove my foot back into his knees. His grip on my hand loosened just enough for me to pull away, snatch the gun and roll away from him.
He tried following, but Kiefer had already got there. With terrifying precision he kicked Jason in the midrib, sending him crashing near the exit doors. Jason didn't wait around, he turned and ran out the door. Kiefer tried to chase him, but it was already to late.
"Fvcking coward" he hissed.
"Yeah, well, I'm not going to say I didn't expect that. He's always been a pathetic excuse of a human being." I said.
"Tell me about it" he muttered under his breath.
For a minute, everything felt normal between us, then reality came crashing down. The plan, the hurt, the lies. But that wasn't the only thing that came crashing down.
The pain. Not the emotions one- the physical one. My stomach- which had been distracted because of the fight- suddenly remembered it was supposed to kill me apparently. Because as the adrenaline of the fight bled away, so did my remaining strength.
My legs almost gave out. I reached out an arm an caught a table just in time. I slowly walked over and leaned completely on a wall, pressing my back to it and slowly sliding and sinking to the floor. One of my hands pressed against my stomach as my head dropped to my knees.
Don't cry. Don't cry. Please don't cry.
But the sheer amount of the physical pain was too much. I leaned my head back against the wall, bringing it out from the shelter of my knees.Tears kept pouring out of my eyes. I didn't sob, didn't let out a single gasp or uneven breath. Just quiet tears sliding out my eyes without permission while my face remained completely normal.
"Jay? Ar- are you... crying?" One of them- I didn't see who- asked.
"No. I'm laughing." I deadpanned.
Just then- my watch let out a ringing sound. Then another. My eyes widened. 38 missed calls. 3. 8. Thirty eight.
Shit Jay. You're dead. Congrats.
It was Jare and Percy. I told them I'd be back by 8:30. It was 10. Welp. Not my fault.
I picked it up, bracing myself for their sermon. And right as I picked up, sure enough-
"WHERE THE HELL ARE YOU?!" Percy started.
"You said you'd be back by 8 30 jay. 8 fricking 30. It's 10 now. Did you develop amnesia? Or carelesnes?" Jare chimed in.
I rolled my eyes. "Neither."
As soon as I spoke- the voices on the other end sharpened with suspicion. "Jay, why did you cry?"
I froze. "I- I didn't cry."
"Don't lie to us! What happened?"
"Nothing! The food was just really spicy."
"She thinks we're dumb." Jare said. "She really does." Percy replied.
I sighed. It was impossible to hide anything from my brothers. They knew me a little too well.
"Jason came. To talk." I said.
"Jason." Percy repeated.
"Like the ex who cheated on you Jason." Jare said.
"And you talked to him." Percy said.
"In my defence, he was the one who came and talked to me." I replied.
"Yeah but judging by the fact that you seem wrecked, he didn't just talk did he?"
"Well... No." I admitted.
"Why didn't you leave the second he entered?" Jare demanded.
I was genuinely horrified by the suggestion. "And abandon my food? No way! Then it will be mad at me for not eating it."
Both my brothers went silent for a second. "Understandable. Food comes first." They both muttered.
Kiefer slowly turned to us. "Are you guys for real right now?"
"Wait.. is that Kiefer? Don't tell me- section E is there too aren't they?" Percy asked.
I didn't answer, but the silence was enough. Just then Aries entered. Alone. He spotted me and the ruckus behind. "Jay? What happened? Are you okay?"
"I'll call you later." I muttered to Percy and Jare. And I cut the call. "Nothing Aries, I'm perfectly enjoying myself." I said sarcastically.
He blinked. "What?"
I rolled my eyes. "Does it look like I'm okay? No I'm not ok! I'm literally a second away from committing murder. Don't provoke me!"
He frowned. "I'll drive you home." He offered.
I was taken aback by that. Didn't he hate me like 2 weeks ago?
Whatever. Men are weird. I'm in no position to dive anyway, and since I had to deliver the contracts of the business partnership of the Mariano company with kuya Angelo after breaking it with the Hanamitchis, so I might as well just hitch a ride. He's going to the same place.
I nodded, he looked relieved that I accepted. Again, weird. Then I noticed something else that was even weirder (I've come to accept the fact that my life is just generally weird. Don't judge me) - he was alone. He wasn't with his friends.
"Wait... Where's your dumb gang?"
He frowned. "What gang?"
"Your judgy gang." I said. "Your support group from section A. Where are they? Why are you alone?" I asked.
He rubbed the back of his neck. "They- they stopped hanging out with me after what happened with Kuya Angelo. Because his company came down, so did his power. And because of that, none of them respect me anymore."
Guilt hit me like a truck. Kuya Angelo's company only came down because I cancelled the engagement. It was, in a way, my fault too. And Aries was also suffering because of me.
Whatever. I'm going to fix this in a few minutes. I'll give him double the percentage of what the Hanamitchis gave.
"Wow. A for effort. A big claps for your taste in friends." I said. Then turned back to look at section E. "Though, I guess I'm not one to talk." They flinched. "What about your girlfriend?"
"She's busy today." He replied. "Let's just go already."
I frowned. "Didn't you come here for eating? Then you're leaving now?"
"That's ok. I'm not that hungry. I just came because I had nothing else to do."
I just nodded and we left.
I barely ate anything. Good bye food! I'll miss you! Don't forget me. And don't be angry that I didn't eat you...
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Hello fellow homosapiens! (it's not a bad word. Google it.😝✌️)
How are y'all. Yes I'm aware I left you on hanging for a while day.. sorry about that. I was slightly overworked and highly overwhelmed. Hehe. (Laughing but I'm crying inside. Why? Simple. School exists.😭✌️)
To make it up I write a 2000 word chapter! Very long...
It's gonna be Cin birthday next chap... And y'all are NOT ready for her gift...
Drop the guesses. Hint: Its related to kiefer's gift for ci n. No it's not a plane. Ci n doesn't need two planes..
Bye!