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face.
“I just need to get home,” she began to button up her coat.
He shook his head. “Honey, I’m sure you don’t want to go to the other side.”
Anita turned to find a throng of people holding weapons and signs, screaming back at the police. She leaned, pushing herself past the bodies in front of her.
They were pointing guns at the people.
“What?” she breathed, her heart fluttering with equal parts of wonder and fear.
“I cannot let you go this way.”
Anita narrowed her eyes at him. “You will let me through. And you will not shoot at civilians!” she yelled. Her whole body shaking with anger. While she had been banging her head on overly priced furniture constructing an international deal, a civil war was happening right under her nose.
The police officer shook his head. “I—”
But before they could continue, she shoved through the line of police, sprinting across no man’s land. The next morning she would hear of this on the news. She would call a meeting with Victoria and demand the chance to make a statement. The next morning, she would fix it.
Just as she reached the other people, who immediately stepped aside to let her through, someone yelled, “Fuck the police!”
Anita skidded to a stop, then turned to see who had done this, her curiosity ruling the night. She only had time to let out half a breath before a block of wood slipped out of someone’s hands and flew across the barrier.
The night erupted with shots and screaming. The protesters continued to shout there chants, but their signs were getting pelted with bullets. She dodged bricks and wood, her heels catching on debris, her body lurching forward with constant tripping. But soon enough, she could see the crowd thinning out. A smile of relief played on her lips as she realized that the worst was practically over.
Then she felt someone grab her wrist. She turned with her fist clenched. “Get the fuck off!” she yelled.
The man, whose face was covered in blood, glared down at her with dark eyes. “Stay and fight!”
Anita bit her lip, punching him hard in the gut, and kept running. Through the night, she could see a figure coming towards her, a silhouette she would recognize anywhere. “Bruce,” she whispered.
Then she felt something hard hit her in the small of her back. She stumbled to a stop, the pain taking her breath away.
“Who do you think you are?”
It was the same man. His bloodshot eyes made it obvious he was strung-out, overly excited. He held a knife in his right hand.
Her heart fluttered in her chest. She was nowhere near skilled enough to fight someone with a knife who was twice her size.
“Let it go.” Bruce’s authoritative voice cut through the noise.
The man sneered at the both of them.
“I’m warning you,” he said in a dark voice, wrapping his arm around her waist.
The man lunged at them, swinging his knife.
In one deft movement, Bruce shoved Anita behind him and bared his teeth at the man, an inhuman roar erupting from him.
Anita could feel it rattling her bones.
Before he had even finished, the man ran away.
Bruce turned to face her. “What the hell are you doing out in this?”
Anita threw her hands up in exasperation. “I could ask you the same thing!”
His chest rose as he sucked in a deep breath. “Visiting a friend,” he said tersely as he grasped her arm kept walking in the direction he had come.
“That wasn’t human,”
He shook his head. “Now is not the time.”
Anita stopped in the middle of the street, crossing her arms. Even though they had travelled considerably far away from the center of the trouble, the air was still alight with the aura of chaos. “Look, I don’t know what secret you have… But I want to keep it. You can trust me.”
Bruce chuckled, drawing her in for a kiss. “I know. I’m counting on it.”
Although he didn’t divulge anything else, she had a feeling things were changing… Hopefully for the better.
End of Part
“I just need to get home,” she began to button up her coat.
He shook his head. “Honey, I’m sure you don’t want to go to the other side.”
Anita turned to find a throng of people holding weapons and signs, screaming back at the police. She leaned, pushing herself past the bodies in front of her.
They were pointing guns at the people.
“What?” she breathed, her heart fluttering with equal parts of wonder and fear.
“I cannot let you go this way.”
Anita narrowed her eyes at him. “You will let me through. And you will not shoot at civilians!” she yelled. Her whole body shaking with anger. While she had been banging her head on overly priced furniture constructing an international deal, a civil war was happening right under her nose.
The police officer shook his head. “I—”
But before they could continue, she shoved through the line of police, sprinting across no man’s land. The next morning she would hear of this on the news. She would call a meeting with Victoria and demand the chance to make a statement. The next morning, she would fix it.
Just as she reached the other people, who immediately stepped aside to let her through, someone yelled, “Fuck the police!”
Anita skidded to a stop, then turned to see who had done this, her curiosity ruling the night. She only had time to let out half a breath before a block of wood slipped out of someone’s hands and flew across the barrier.
The night erupted with shots and screaming. The protesters continued to shout there chants, but their signs were getting pelted with bullets. She dodged bricks and wood, her heels catching on debris, her body lurching forward with constant tripping. But soon enough, she could see the crowd thinning out. A smile of relief played on her lips as she realized that the worst was practically over.
Then she felt someone grab her wrist. She turned with her fist clenched. “Get the fuck off!” she yelled.
The man, whose face was covered in blood, glared down at her with dark eyes. “Stay and fight!”
Anita bit her lip, punching him hard in the gut, and kept running. Through the night, she could see a figure coming towards her, a silhouette she would recognize anywhere. “Bruce,” she whispered.
Then she felt something hard hit her in the small of her back. She stumbled to a stop, the pain taking her breath away.
“Who do you think you are?”
It was the same man. His bloodshot eyes made it obvious he was strung-out, overly excited. He held a knife in his right hand.
Her heart fluttered in her chest. She was nowhere near skilled enough to fight someone with a knife who was twice her size.
“Let it go.” Bruce’s authoritative voice cut through the noise.
The man sneered at the both of them.
“I’m warning you,” he said in a dark voice, wrapping his arm around her waist.
The man lunged at them, swinging his knife.
In one deft movement, Bruce shoved Anita behind him and bared his teeth at the man, an inhuman roar erupting from him.
Anita could feel it rattling her bones.
Before he had even finished, the man ran away.
Bruce turned to face her. “What the hell are you doing out in this?”
Anita threw her hands up in exasperation. “I could ask you the same thing!”
His chest rose as he sucked in a deep breath. “Visiting a friend,” he said tersely as he grasped her arm kept walking in the direction he had come.
“That wasn’t human,”
He shook his head. “Now is not the time.”
Anita stopped in the middle of the street, crossing her arms. Even though they had travelled considerably far away from the center of the trouble, the air was still alight with the aura of chaos. “Look, I don’t know what secret you have… But I want to keep it. You can trust me.”
Bruce chuckled, drawing her in for a kiss. “I know. I’m counting on it.”
Although he didn’t divulge anything else, she had a feeling things were changing… Hopefully for the better.
End of Part
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