Chapter 31

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This chapter is dedicated to Psandsxx for the lovely comment.
Do check out her(I think) novel "The breakfast bunch"

Thanks

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We ran to the where the car was parked with me tripping every now and then because of my hills.

"Just so you know, I don't do panic-driving, so brace yourself"

I just nodded

But before he could start his maniac drive, I remembered something.

"Wait...wasn't Declan in school a while ago, how did he get shot"

"Because dear Alex called him back for business and things went on from there"

"Ok"

He started the car, and the car roared to life in response.

He reversed out of the parking lot and zoomed his way out of the school.

He was going fast.

Way too fast.

"Dylan, calm down, drive a little slower"

"I'm trying" he said looking in the side mirrors like he's been doing ever since.

It's as if someone would just pop out behind us and start firing at us.

I closed my eyes due to the intense speed.

I don't know why I haven't seen any police officer following us and telling us to pull over, because I know we were way over the speed limit.

And how Dylan is dodging all the cars keep amazing me.

But my eyes flew open when I heard Dylan cursed.

"What is it" i said looking behind our car to see if anyone is following us.

"There's a problem" he said looking scared"

"The brakes aren't working"

I stare at the side of his head wide-eyed.

We are going to die?

With our speed, accident is certain.

"Anna, keep your sit belt on. Try to call anyone for help"

I just nodded.

I already had my seat belt on,I just took out Dylan's phone as I didn't have one yet and called Jeff

Pick up. Pick up. Come on pick up before something happens.

Damn

He didn't pick up.

I called again.

Still no response.

Then I sent a message so that if anything happens to me and Dylan, he'll know when he sees the message.

But I didn't stop there, I called Dec.

The same thing.

I can't call Alex or Declan cause I know that they are both injured badly or unconscious.

I called Vicky.

How Dylan even has Vicky's number, I have not the slightest idea.

Still no response.

What the heck happened to everyone cellphone.

Then I called Jay.

With what felt last the last ring

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