Page 280 of Vile Boys

BANG!

Lana hits him in the head with a knife, and he falls to the floor while Caleb engages in a fistfight with the guard behind the pillar.

Kai runs to him and stabs the guard in the side, allowing Caleb to thrust his knife straight into his throat, causing a gush of blood.

“Stay together!” Kai says.

“There are too many,” I say.

“This motherfucker needed to die,” Caleb growls.

“Let’s go!” Lana yells, signaling them to move.

“Yes, queen!” Milo cheers.

“Out of bullets?” Nathan asks, and he chucks some at Caleb as we keep heading forward. “Here.”

Caleb shoves them into his magazine and reloads. “Thanks.”

“Is this your way of making up with him?” Milo muses.

“Shut up,” Nathan grits.

“You know, I don’t mind if you two are friends.” Milo swats a guy away with his nunchucks and kicks him to the floor, easily bashing his head in. Covered in blood, he turns to smile. “I don’t feel threatened at all.”

“Jesus,” I mutter to myself.

“Yep, they’re something all right,” Lana says, laughing.

“Let’s go,” Kai says. “No time to waste.”

“You’re the one to talk. You let this fucking happen to him,” Caleb growls at him.

“I already told you I didn’t fucking know,” Kai says. “But the more we talk, the longer it’ll take to get to him.”

“Enough. No fighting. You guys promised,” I say.

On the other side of the room, Felix, Dylan, Penelope, Alistair, and Blaine are fending off the guards streaming in like their lives depend on it, and we’ve got one extra person in our group.

“They’re overwhelmed,” I say. “We gotta go help them.”

“Nonsense,” Milo muses, poking a guard on the floor with his nunchuck to make sure he’s actually dead. “Have you seen Blaine?”

I look again, and my eyes nearly bulge out of my skull from the way he swiftly takes care of each one of them with a single slice, thrusting in and out of people’s bodies as though he’s cutting through butter. One by one, they all fall down in front of him, and all Felix, Dylan, Alistair, and Penelope have to do is provide backup.

“My God …” I mutter.

But then a guard suddenly runs up to him from the side right when he’s got one of them on the edge of his knife and stabs him.

I shriek. “BLAINE!”

BLAINE

Searing pain hits me like lightning, and I turn around and slice through the guy who punctured my precious skin. “NO ONE FUCKING TOUCHES ME. NO ONE.”

I stab his eye out with my sword and shove it into his mouth with the same blade, forcing him onto the floor with his last taste being his own entrails.

But fuck, his knife is still stuck inside me.

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