When The Lights Went Out

All Lexie could heard were the distant gun shots. All she could do was hope Lauren wasn't in the way of those bullets. Then, " BANG!" One loud gun shot one shot that would change her life forever. Who did this bullet bring into her life, and what secrets does he try so desperately to hide??????


5. A lesson learned a life lost

A/N: Sorry the last chapter was so bad I wrote it in a hurry and I was tired. I will try to make up for it in this chapter, so enjoy.

Me and Zayn decide to give hunting another try. Considering what had happened last time I was surprised he wanted to try again. The gunshot wound had left Zayn with a limp, but he had worked through it was doing really well considering. We had taken a break near a river to rest a little. I looked over at Zayn and realised I how attractive Zayn looked it the sunlight. This was a perfect day just me and him nothing els-. Crack!

I sat straight up and stared into the woods. Zayn sat up seeing how on edge I was and followed my gaze. Then I saw it just lightning the flash of metal, and right afterwards I heard a gunshot. The dirt next to me exploded in a puff of smoke. All I could think of was getting me and Zayn out of there. Then I noticed a had around my arm thinking the worst I nearly screamed but then another hand covered mouth and next thing I knew I was in the undergrowth of the forest being held by God knows who. Then I heard a whisper in my ear, "Just trust me." Instantly I recognised that combination of British and American voice and relaxed. Zayn let go of me and I stared into the clearing there standing nearly 2 feet away from us was a hunter, hunting rifle in hand.

I look at Zayn with a determined look and he took it as a mental "I know what to do." I walked around to the back of the hunter and took my luck pocket knife from my boot. I grip it, putting all my faith in that that knife and threw it. If Zayn wanted to learn anything from this hunting trip it would be how to take advantage of a situation. I followed the little blade till the point of it hit the hunter lodging itself in his shoulder. I turned to Zayn to see him do exactly what I hoped for as if he could read my mind. He made a run for our stuff and grabbed the bow, pulling back on the string which was loaded with a fresh arrow. Then he released and as the hunter turned it hit home. He fell back with an arrow directly in the center of his chest. Zayn fell to his knees breathing heavily I stood up and walked over to him. And kneeled next to him with my hand on his shoulder. It was always hard to kill another person but he did it and I was proud. We pick up our stuff with the hope no one would come till we could get away. We ran back to the house in silence. I could never have an idea of what was going through Zayn's mind. But it didn't matter what had happened, happened. What was done was done and we had to move on.

Then he stopped. I turned around to look at him in his hand was small pin. I thought I had seen something similar on the hunter. Zayn just stated at the little trinket. I walked over and looked at the pin. On it was a picture of a feather and around the edge was a sentence. Forever we will run never to give away our secret or our trust. I looked into his eyes, they were clouded with an expression I had never seen. Then as if by look at him I had snapped him out of a trance he put the pin in his pocket and started walking back to the house. I had no idea what that pin meant only the it was a link to Zayn's past and it was something he wasn't proud of.

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