Wild Chase - Storm V (books for new readers txt) 📗

you please shut up!” I yelled and lay back down. I wasn’t a very nice person to when I woke up. Not just in the morning but at any time of the day. The car was silent for the rest of the fifteen minutes but it was an uncomfortable silence so I couldn’t fall back asleep.

 

“We’re here.” Alex said quietly. As I got out of the car I realised I had an extra jacket on me. I was wearing mine and another one was covering the front of me. “You were feeling cold,” he said but made no effort to take it from me.

 

“Thanks,” I blushed and handed it back to him.

 

“Okay love birds, let’s go.” Ian said and that made my cheeks get even redder.

 

“I was being a gentleman. Stop taking things the wrong way Ian.” Alex said and caught up with Ian.

 

I knew that. I rolled my eyes. There was no way Alex liked me, he was just being nice. That’s why everyone liked Alex, because he was nice. He was polite and usually went out of his way to help people. Helping us find Claire. He could have just ignored us, regarded me as crazy and walked out of the store that instant. But he didn’t, he had been helping us all along. I liked Alex for that.

 

I bumped into someone, “sorry!” I automatically said before I even knew who it was. I looked up to see Alex standing there with his arms stretched out in case I had fallen. He had an amused smile playing on his lips and that look in his eye. This had to stop happening.

 

“Are you okay?” he asked slowly. That smile was still there and I couldn’t concentrate on much of anything else. It was weird smile that just seemed to work with him. The left corner of his lips we pulled up slightly higher than the right. You wouldn’t be able to notice from a distance, I could see it from where I was standing.

I smiled weakly and nodded.

 

“How did you not see him?” Ian asked. “He was standing right there,” he said and shook his head. Thank god I never told him about my little crush. If I did I would have been in hell right then and it wouldn’t have stopped till... well, never. In ways like that he was still my little brother and I was happy because that stopped from telling everything that happened in my life.

 

“I was dreaming.”  I said and looked down.

 

“We’re here,” Alex said and I looked up to see the smile still there. Stupid smile. “It’s around the corner.”

Around the corner was a ten story building that was one of those all-glass buildings. It had The Plaza writing in the boring block format that the newspaper headlines came in, on a plaque right near the glass doors. If they had a Room 7 that means they probably had one room on each floor. The rooms had to be enormous! We entered the quiet building and looked around for someone who could help us. At least I did, the boys were the just pointing at the ceiling and whispering.  It would be difficult to get into Room 7 if it was a residential building. If it was an office we could just lie and get it. Like, our mom or dad left something and we came to collect it. There was no one around the lobby so I moved towards the elevator and waited for the boys.

 

Without a word we went up to the seventh floor. “What?” I asked no one in particular when I saw the numbers on the doors. There were three doors with 19, 20, and 21 on them.

 

“Fourth floor.”  Ian said and pressed the elevator button.

 

We found Room 7 as soon as we stepped out of the elevator. The long, wide hallway was empty and I was thankful for that. Ian stuck his ear to the door to try and hear if anyone was there. He shook his head with a cheeky smile.

 

I asked him warily, “You’re smiling like that because?”

 

He bent over and pulled out something from his left boot. A black velvet cloth.  He unwrapped it and pulled out some tools. “Ian!” I whispered shouted. He was going to break in! I couldn’t let my little brother break in, let alone break in with him. And where did he get those tools?

 

“This is the only way.” He whispered back.

 

“Where did you get those tools?” I asked him.

 

“I’ll explain everything later. Let’s get in first.” He replied and fiddled with the lock.

 

I should’ve stopped him, but something was jumping inside me. I had never done anything like this before, and that wasn’t exactly the way to start, but it felt good. Even though it went against everything we were taught, it was something that everyone did at least once. Okay, not breaking into someone’s house, but other things on the tamer side of the line.

 

There was a click and the door was pushed wide open. Ian stuffed everything back into his shoe and looked at us with a proud smile plastered on his face. “I’ll even teach you.” He told me and walked in.

 

We inched into the large apartment in utter silence. To say that the apartment was big was an understatement. It was like a palace with ceiling to floor windows that had a beautiful view. We stayed close to each other and moved from one room to the other as slowly as possible. My hear t was beating at the speed of light and I had a feeling that the others could hear it. My throat was dry and I could fee one of those annoying dry coughs developing. I put my hand over my chest because I thought I could calm my heart down. But it was useless so I went into the kitchen and got a glass of water, I could at least get rid of the cough. I knew it was inappropriate but I needed water and I couldn’t wait till we got out.

 

“It’s empty.” Ian said walking into the kitchen with Alex behind him.

 

“Dammit” I muttered under my breath as I rinsed the glass I had drunk from. I had really hope Claire would be there because time wasn’t in our favour and I had a really bad feeling.

 

Alex opened the refrigerator and browsed through it. “Chocolate anyone?” he asked and pulled out a Hershey’s bar.

“What is wrong with you?!” I whisper shouted again.”Put it back!”

 

“You drank water,” he pointed it.

 

“They won’t miss it! But they will miss the chocolate. What if it was the kid’s?” I asked and pointed at the child’s room as if he was there.

 

“Okay okay!” Ian said coming between us. “Let’s take the chocolate and get out.” He said and pulled me with him. This was so wrong. Breaking in wasn’t enough for them? We had to take the chocolate as well? Ian pulled me out and waited for Alex so he could lock the door again. My heart was pounding as we waited for Ian to finish. Now that we had the chocolate I couldn’t help but thinking we were going to get caught. If we did get caught, it would ruin everything, we wouldn’t be able save Claire and we would be criminals. I would have a record!

 

I heard the elevator and my heart was practically jumping, “Ian hurry up please!” I whispered.

 

He ignored me and continued working. This was taking longer than before and I wasn’t calmer. No one had come out of the elevator so we were safe for that moment. “Okay where are going after this?” I asked to distract myself.

 

“The next Plaza.” Ian said.

 

“No shit. Where is it?” I asked. I was trying to distract myself. If I didn’t I would continue fretting and imagining sounds.

 

“I don’t know, but Google does. Now can you please be quiet so I can finish this?” He asked infuriately without taking his eyes of the door.

 

“Google says it’s walking distance from here,” Alex said holding up his phone for me to see. He knew why I was asking all those questions. I wondered how he knew and the only answer I could come up with was that he could read my mind.

 

“Oh good!” I breathed and gave him a small smile.

 

“Hey!” Someone yelled from near the elevator. We all turned around to see a big man standing there in a security guard’s uniform. He looked like he was over six feet and his shirt looked very tight. He needed to get a bigger shirt that didn’t highlight his biceps. I think that was the point though.  

 

“Shit!” Ian muttered and shoved everything into his shoe.

 

“What are ya‘ll doing over there?” He asked and started walking towards us.

 

“What do we do?” I whispered and looked straight at the gigantic security guard walking straight towards us. We were going go to jail trying to save someone. That was it.

 

“Run!” Alex yelled and pulled me in the opposite direction. My legs followed his command even before my brain could process what was happening. Ian was right behind me with a smile on his face. My heart hadn’t stopped hammering in my chest and I could smell the fear coming of me.

 

“Hey! Ya’ll better stop!” The guard’s voice boomed and I heard him pick up his pace. He was yelling and running behind us.

 

 I didn’t stop. I ran with Alex in front of me and Ian behind me. We reached the staircase and hurtled down them as fast as we could. By the time we reached the third floor I was already tired and panting but I still kept going. There was no I could stop and slow everyone down. I could still hear the big security guard running with his heavy steps. I had to stop, my breath was coming out scratchy and I desperately needed water. I stopped on the second floor and rested my hands on my knees. Ian ran past me without even looking. He knew how I had very low stamina. I stood up straight with my hands on my hips. I closed my eyes and breathed slowly. I heard someone come up the stairs and I opened my eyes. It was only Alex and before I knew it we were running down the stairs holding hands. That didn’t make me feel any better because my hand were all sweaty and that was not how I wanted them to be. His were sweaty too but it was different because he didn’t have a major crush on me.

 

Once were out of the building it became easier to breathe. We slowed down to a jog and turned around to see if the security guard had kept up with us. Alex caught my eye and shot me that smile again. I smiled back because I was actually happy. For the first time in a long time, I actually felt good and free. I could have conquered the world with that feeling. Unfortunately, that didn’t last very long. The security guard burst out of the glass doors with his baton held over his head. He was out for blood. At least, that was the thought that kept me going. We picked up our pace again and let go of each other’s hand so it was easier to run.

 

Ian was way ahead of us yelling his lungs out. He wasn’t shouting out of fear, he was actually enjoying the chase and I hated that. It wasn’t fair that he was having fun and I was the one with the guilty conscience. Ian turned around and waved for the keys and before I could even look over at Alex he threw the keys to Ian. Ian jumped up and caught it. Of course he did, he was on the basketball team.  We were in the car within minutes with Ian in the driver’s seat, Alex in the passenger and me at the back. As we zoomed out of the parking