JP- The great escape

Eventually, Coral would also fall asleep, giving Bella her chance. She limped her way to the car and, thankful that the dumb water lady left a door open, she tried to climb in. It was very difficult with her broken-and-put-in-a-cast leg, but she eventually got her teeth around some of the duct tape and ripped it off as she went falling back out of the car.

A small whimper of pain escaped Bronte. “Good girl, keep trying.” He whispered desperately.

Bella glanced back at the others for a moment before she tried to climb in again and bit onto more tape, pulling and pulling. She prayed no one would catch her, but this dog didn’t seem to have the best of luck…

One hand was freed. “Good girl, good girl.” Bronte whispered shakily and began tearing the duct tape off of himself.

Clonestone woke up and went over to the girl. She was too weak to even scream, only whimpered softly as he abused her.

Bella spat the duct tape onto the ground and looked around, hoping Clonestone wouldn’t notice Bronte getting free. She looked at the telepath and let out a very soft whine. How were they going to help the poor abused girl?

“Where do you two think you’re going?” Coral said suddenly from behind Bella.

“Shit!” Bronte pulled Bella into the car, slamming the door shut and locked. He climbed over to the front seat and hit the button to lock it. Then grabbed his extra set of keys from under the seat, fired the ignition and took off.

Clonestone was too busy with the girl to notice what was happening.

Bella tried to lie down on the back seat, watching in confusion.

“HEY!” Coral yelled and growled in annoyance. Going to Clonestone, she started to drown the girl in her rage. “THEY’RE GETTING AWAY!”

“Hey!” Clonestone tried to move the girl out of the way of getting drowned. “I’m not done with her yet- who is getting away?”

“That guy stole Bella again!!!!” Coral seethed.

“Shit!” Clonestone dragged the girl away from Coral and towards the road. “Fuck!”

“We’re down a car, too!” Coral groaned, looking up and down the road. Irritation still swimming through her, she spotted a truck coming down the road toward him. “Use that old man stunt or something.”

Clonestone dropped the girl on the side of the road, where she coughed up water and gasped for breath. He wrinkled his skin and jumped in front of the truck.

The woman driving the truck slammed on the breaks and stared at Clonestone. “The hell are you doing in the middle of the road, dude?!” She yelled.

“My granddaughter almost drowned! I need your truck! Get out!” Clonestone ordered.

“Excuse me? Just get in the back and I’ll take ya to a hospital.” The woman snapped, glaring at him with suspicion.

“I have to drive. Get . Out.” Clonestone pulled out his gun and pointed it at the woman.

Coral stared at the woman in the truth as a shotgun barrel aimed right at Clonestone from the passenger side. “Ya think yer tough shit, old man?” The passenger growled and took a shot at the “old man”.

“What the fuck?!” Coral yelled.

Clonestone hardened his skin so the bullets ricocheted off his skin and took out one of the truck’s headlights. Clonestone fired back.

Jerking out of the way and only getting grazed, the woman pressed down on the gas, heading right for Clonestone with the truck.

“Oh, for the love of-” Coral swept him up with water and held him high so the truck wouldn’t hit him. “Do you have the brains of a cow?!”

“I want that fucking truck!” Clonestone roared at Coral.

“You want it?! GET IT!” Coral tossed him on top of the truck.

“FUCK!” Clonestone’s fingers scrabbled at the truck, trying to not fall off.

The truck fishtailed and swung a bit before speeding toward Coral, who lunged out of the way. They just wanted to help the poor girl.

Clonestone had the wind knocked out of him when he fell hard on the road.

The girl barely managed to raise her head. She was in so much pain and felt so weak.

The truck screeched to a halt by the girl and the shotgun user hopped out, grabbing onto the girl. Picking her up, he got her into the truck and they drove off at top speed, flipping both Coral and Clonestone off.

Coral just stood there, too shocked to respond.

“Fuck!” Clonestone gasped, struggling to his feet.

The girl winced in pain.

“We’re gonna get ya to a hospital, kiddo…” The man said as the woman drove them further and further away until they could get to said hospital. Hopefully, the hospital could help the poor girl.

“Don’t let them get me.” The girl whispered.

“We won’t darlin’.” The woman said as they arrived at the hospital. Hiding their guns like the crazy people they were, they helped her into the emergency entrance and handed her over to the medics on duty.

The girl was whisked off to an OR. It would be hours before she would wake up.

The pair wouldn’t be able to stay, but they left a card with their number on it for her, hoping she’d be fine.

The couple would find themselves being taken in for questioning.