Chapter six

Ty's (Blondie's) Point Of View
As soon as we step foot in the Pub it all goes quiet, well the people do the music carries on going. Well this isn't awkward at all. "I am not the queen or even really that important so if you would kindly stop gawking and closes your mouths' before you each catch a fly that would be much appreciated. It would also be much appreciated if you stop starting at me like you've been starved and I am the last packet of crisps," Brit yells, she is really weird. It's kind of creepy, actually it is really creepy. "Ok drinks everyone," I shout as we get to the table that Andy got for all of us. We were going faster but we still got here after them, how does that work?
Everyone tells me their drinks orders, so I walk up to the bar to get them their drinks. Looking round I see Brit walking towards a random guy fists clenched. Seriously she can't go anywhere without getting into some form of a fight.
Brit's Point Of View
He's here. Why? Out of all of the pubs in the country he had to choose this one. Well it will be his last. He made my life hell. It's time for me to make his hell. He is Cole, Max's best friend, the one who could make up absolutely anything about me and make Max believe him. He told Max so many lies and Ma would always believe him, I'm pretty sure I have a scar for each lie he told, for each story he made up. I'll show him what the lies he made actually did to me, the pain his little stories caused me. I'll show him what I learnt with Max why he was just a friend whilst I was one of Max's team. Jealousy can do many evil things to a person, Max made me train with his team, I basically became one of them, and I learnt all of the moves, all of the tricks and all of the ways to kill a person from the inside, out.
Cole wanted to be in Max's team but whilst he was Max's friend for some reason Max always said no when Cole asked. But since I was on the team, I was an easy target in Cole's mind, so he started telling Max stories about things I had apparently done, but I hadn't, and Max believed him. So of course I got punished for those stories. Every single lie he told I was the one who got the hits, I was the one who felt those punches not Cole, me.
Standing in front of Cole I give him a quick sinister smirk before I pull back my fist. Throwing my fist forwards I punch him straight in the nose. "Now, now Brittany, what are you doing out of your cage? We should get you back to Max's and then we can tell him about you trying to kill me can't we? I don't think he'll be too happy about that do you?" Cole taunts holding his nose. He's dangling the bait, trying to get me to do something even worse. Well at least he hasn't been told about Max going to prison. The pleasure can be all mine. "Now if I had planned to kill you, you would already be dead and if I am correct you are still standing," I retort lunging for him. "Now I will kill you," I scream punching him over and over again. Letting my fists convey a fraction of the pain I went through. Letting the fear I felt fuel my determination. Letting the terror control my mind, let it tell me to hurt him, to show him what the lies he made up actually did to me.
"Brit get off of him," I hear someone scream and then a hand tugging at my arm, he deserves to die; I'm only doing what's right. He put me through so much pain why shouldn't I show him a tiny bit of what he did to me. He may not have done the actual beating but he was the source the stories that caused them and it's not like I'm ever going to be able to hurt Max even if he gets out. He had so much control I was like a puppet and a puppet can't turn round and get rid of the puppet master can it? It's like he put a spell on me and whenever I tried to even just protect myself, something stopped me something inside of me said no he is in charge, don't hurt him, he can hurt you more. That he was the master and I was just the lowly servant girl, always below everyone else always at the bottom of the food chain.
"Brittany, get off of him, he's almost unconscious, get off," the same person shouts again still tugging at me. Looking down at Cole I realise he is in fact slowly losing consciousness. Sending one last punch to his nose I push myself up. As they start to tug me away I send Cole a kick to the stomach, just as one last reminder of me and what I can do and what he can't. "Max is in prison, he was arrested about two months ago whilst you were on holiday, he can't hurt me anymore and he can't believe you either. You made my life hell, so just remember what goes around comes around and one day, I will kill you," I threaten as Cole starts to go unconscious. My job is done. Well it will be if I see him again.
"Ok, someone pay, after that we are leaving," Liam orders walking over to me. Ohh I am in so much trouble, please let this be quick. Now I can see why people say the moment is fun, but the aftermath of whatever you did is a real pain. "Di, are you ok? Nice tactics, I don't think he even got a punch in edgeways. We taught you well, didn't we?" John yells running up to me and hugging me, Mase in tow. Saved by the bell, well more like saved by the psychopathic idiots I call my best friends.
Walking out of the pub I grab my purse from Mase. "What the hell did you do that for?" This tallish guy shouts he was with Cole, I think well  It's kind of dark and I can't really see his face but what I can see looks like the guy who was with Cole, kind of. Well back to the point. "Back up, now," Damon orders holding out his hand to stop them. Oh because that's so going to work. That's like standing in front of a moving train and just sticking up your hand to stop it. Not going to work. Well it may work but you will most likely die, so it technically won't work in your lifetime.
"No why should we? Did you not just see what she did to him?" A different one sneers at me; well someone's in a kind mood today aren't they. There is no need to sneer at people it just shows how unkind you are. "No need to get you panties in a twist over Cole, he got what he deserves. Let's leave it at that and you can disappear and I can go and have the nap that I have been waiting to have for the last ten hours, okay?" I ask them smiling bitter sweetly, no still not seeing how I can be sweet, brilliant maybe, but sweet, no.
The all start looking really angry, ooh drama time. This could be fun. "Ahh are you going to have a hissy fit now, just wait one moment. Andy I need you phone to video it. Do any of you know how to upload something to YouTube?" I ask holding my hand out to Andy. Oooh he looks angry as well. Was it something I said, actually I haven't said anything have I? No I don't think so. Maybe someone stole his biscuits I'd be angry as well if someone did that to me. Biscuits are like saints well they should be. Well back to the point everyone is looking very angry, apart from Mase and John who just look quite bored. Actually so am I this isn't exactly that fun now is it?
"Step away now," Liam orders standing in front of me. Oh come on he just blocked my view. How am I expected to see anything and make annoying comments if I can't even see them having their hissy fit? It's like having brilliant seats at a concert or something and having a really tall guy stand right in front of you. It's just mean.
Shoving Liam to the side I smirk at the guys in front of me. The sad thing is that they probably think that 1. I'm scared of them. Oh yes I'm quivering in my stilettos as they sneer, and 2. They actually think they stand a chance against us, poor them. Well it would be my pleasure to shatter their dreams whilst sneering at them. Just to show them how unkind it really is to sneer. There is also the slight fact about them being outnumbered there's about 15ish of us but only wait 1,2,3,4,5,6,7, seven of them.
"We're not leaving till she is as battered as Cole is," One of them says. Oh this could be fun. They actually think they have a chance. "Want to do Rock paper scissors over who gets to give them a reality check," Mase whispers in my ear. Ohh they are on and I am so going to win this one, hopefully. Probably not, but a person can hope can't they?
"Rock paper," Mase whispers before being interrupted by Liam shouting "Brit." Seriously can he not see that I am busy at this precise moment, or is he deaf. Well, he was there when my mother decided to do a re-enactment of a foghorn, so that actually is quite possible. "Wait a minute," I shout back fist ready, I will win this one, and if I do it can a doubly good day to remember: I almost killed Cole and I won Rock, Paper, Scissors for the first time ever. Seriously I am that bad at it. "Brit what are you doing?" Liam yells sounding angry, well sorry to rain on your parade but this is much more serious than you having a hissy fit.
"Ok I'm in the middle of a very hard game of intellectual challenges so shut up, now Mase if you wouldn't mind," I shout turning round to glare at Liam. Evil person is he blind as well? Sending one last glare in Liam's direction I turn back round to Mase fist out. "Ready? Ok Rock Paper Scissors," Mase shouts putting out his fist for rock as I put out paper oh yeah, I win at long last, my dreams have come true. "Di, I win," John says smiling evilly, oh that is low. I look down at his volcano. Oh foul, that's a foul. It's called rock paper scissors, not rock paper scissors oh we'll just add a volcano to that. That is not how this works.
"Foul," I scream slapping his Volcano. He is the evil ruining person of the Rock Paper Scissors. Everyone should hiss at his evilness. "Guys, can you sort this out later?" Damon yells sounding angry. I would be as well if someone fouled at Rock Paper Scissors.
"We're leaving now," Liam shouts shoving me at the car. Ahh he always ruins my fun. Well he has many times in the last 24 hours. Why does he have to do that? Its seriously annoying and just plain old mean. "Why should I?" I retort shoving my heels into the ground. How is this fair? Just as these random people are about to have their hissy fit he wants me to leave, I don't think so. "Because I say so," Liam orders trying to shove me harder, does he really think that that is going to work? Oh yes because I will suddenly listen to him for once in my life just because he told me too.
"Why should she get away with this?" One of the whiny people shouts. You would think they would try to find out my name before trying to kill me, right? I mean it's just plain courtesy even Max made sure that everyone who was on the mission knew who it was that they were there to either kill or get information from, most of the time they even knew about their families all the little details like how many kids? Allergies and everything else possible to know, it was quite impressive. "Seriously why?" the same guy asks again, bit repetitive isn't he? All he's done is repeat the same question, does he know how to say anything else.
"Because I am amazing," I scoff, stating the obvious just to annoy him; it's funny, especially if they turn bright red now that's usually a funny sight. I wish it happened more or that somebody recorded it and put it on the internet, now that's actually a good idea. I should do that. I wonder how many views I would get.
Well I kind of still need a phone first. "Wait, does anyone have a phone I could borrow?" I shout looking round as everyone looks through their pockets. Please oh please, somebody have one. It's not like Andy's going to let me borrow his. This could be one of the funniest things ever. I could be one of those overnight stars.
"Here," Mike says handing his phone to me. Ok now how do you use the video camera on one of these? No one at Max's ever let me use their phones, 1 because I may have called the police and 2 because I would most likely break it. It's kind of like how no one let me use their cars but that was just mainly that I would either get them a ticket or crash it.
"Ok you may proceed," I tell them finally turning the video on. Why can't these things be simple, like the old ones were? It would be much easier. I mean the old phones that were out before Max happened had a button to turn it on and keys to use, much simpler and a lot cheaper. "We told you we are not leaving until she is in the same state as Cole is," the same guy as before threatens. I'm getting bored now, looking towards Mase and John I nudge Mase and nod to the guys in front of us, may as well have a little fun before Liam drags me away for disobeying his orders.
I pull out my gun and creep round to the car, making sure to keep away from Liam and Damon's eye line. They'd probably shout at me, again. Mean people, ducking down, I run round to the car behind the other annoying people. Wow, well this should be easier than I expected. Looking round for Mase and John, I see them crouched behind the cars, that are either side of the car I'm behind. Hang on a second, if I can't see them properly how are they going to be able to see my signals, Oooh, that could be a problem. Well if it comes to it I can always just wing it.
"Now if there is one thing that I have learnt that would be to always keep an eye out for people creeping up on you, it saves a lot of pain for the other person and hassle for you," I tell them standing up and walking in front of the car. Now for the reactions, I should've kept Mikes phone, wait where did I put Mikes phone. Oh god I can't have lost it already. Well I'll have to look for it later. "Brittany, get in the car, now," Damon screams, slightly illuminated by the pub sign above his head, green is really not his colour. Wow he does sound angry though, shame that I do not care, one tiny miniscule bit. "Hmmm how about no," I retort smiling smugly at him, haha I win.
There is no chance in hell, that I am moving away from what looks to be a real girly cat fight. If I have to I can and will sit on the floor and refuse to move, I have no problem doing that, well my dress may considering the length of it and the colour or lack of colour, Oooh that could leave a horrific stain, and I kind of like this dress. So maybe a no to sitting on the floor but I will still put up a fight if they want me to go. "This is stupid, Di you are getting in the car whether you like it or not," Liam says putting his gun away, wait what's he going to do. Is this going to hurt? Oh please say this isn't going to hurt.