The Million Dollar Man

I looked over at Mason and Callum, who were both wearing confused expressions as they watched this exchange. I wanted to go off on them too, but with the majority of my hatred focused on Sebastian, I didn't want to waste any energy I had left in my already weak body.

<< How do you feel now, Sebastian ? >> I hissed out, leaning down to his eye level. << How do you feel to know that I've given them all the information they needed, and more? To know that everything you and your fucking gang have worked for, well, it's all gone. And what can you do about it? Absolutely nothing. >>

His expression went from confused to hurt to angered in the span of a few seconds, common side effects of something I know as betrayal.

<< Before you say a fucking word, »> I snarled, << I want you to know that I know everything. I know about how you planned out everything perfectly; every meeting and every attack. I know that I was just a part of some power play for you and the Kings. >>

Although my eyes were only on Sebastian, I could tell I had struck a nerve, and a good one at that. The tension had risen incredibly as Sebastian paled dramatically at the sound of my words.

<< No, no, Evie it's not like that at all, » he began, his eyes wide and frantic.

I merely shook my head at him, and bitterly laughed in response. << Don't even try. It's too late for any of that. I've sold you all out and there's nothing you can do about it. For once, the almighty Sebastian King has nowhere left to run and I'm fucking on cloud nine because I got to be a part of ruining you and your precious gang. >>

Sebastian's expression remained hurt for a few seconds, before it twisted into something so horrific I felt myself suck in my breath out of fear.

His dark eyes cut through my body as he gave me a look that could send me six feet under.

<< Betraying a gang is the worst thing a person can do, »> he hissed out, his eyes black with anger.

I felt a smirk slip easily onto my lips, << And I'm about to show you just how bad betraying me can be. >>

I moved quickly, so that there was no chance that I could be stopped. The knife was taken from my back pocket at such high speeds; I don't think Sebastian had even realized he had been stabbed until Sampson was dragging me away. I didn't even flinch when Sebastian growled out in pain his eyes blazing as he stared at the knife lodged into his thigh.

<< I will fucking kill you, » he seethed.

At his words, I gathered enough strength to break free from Sampson. I got closer to Sebastian, and only then did I let the hurt and anguish show on my expression.

<< You completely ruined me, »> I whispered out, so that only he would hear. << You broke my trust, but most importantly, you broke my fucking heart. I hate you for that, Sebastian King, and I will always hate you for that, because that is just something I will never forgive you for. >>

I paused, and took a deep breath.

<< Even if you are dead or alive. >>

With that, I turned on my heel, walking away with the intention of never seeing him or his bastard friends again.

As I turned the corner, I heard the door open and rushed footsteps follow me out. Sampson and Carter soon appeared, unreadable expressions on their faces. I stared at the both of them before shrugging.

« So? How did I do ? »

And now, all I had to do was stall for a few minutes, so that I could really see how I did.

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(Third Person POV)

A paramedic had been sent into the interrogation room, shortly after Evelyn had the brilliant idea to stab Sebastian King.

Sebastian promised not to fight the paramedic, who had to uncuff him and get him to lie down so that he could properly tend to the gushing wound.

Evie sure knows how to leave a mark, Sebastian thought bitterly as the paramedic worked to pulled the knife from the wound. Where Evie had gotten the knife was completely unknown to all, but leave it to her to have one hidden. She was always known to be dangerous and lethal, and tonight Sebastian got a true taste of the Evelyn Summers everyone seemed to know.

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The paramedic groaned in annoyance as he looked at the soaking bandages he had just wrapped around Sebastian's leg.

<< Listen, I'm going to go grab my kit, »> he said, << Don't do anything stupid now. The door will be locked and don't forget that there are cameras. >>

« Good, » Sebastian snapped back, << I love putting on a good show. >>

The paramedic scowled in his direction before exiting to room, leaving Sebastian to deal with his injured leg.

<< I can't believe this fucking happened, » exclaimed Callum as he shifted uncomfortably against the cuffs.

<< I can't believe she fucking stabbed you, » Mason said, his eyes still wide.

Sebastian shifted slightly, before letting out a bark of pain. He stared down at the wound, wondering what could have possibly gotten in it already. It felt as if there were a small object shoved into his leg, and Sebastian couldn't take it any longer.

Clawing at his injury, his stuck two fingers in his wound, snarling and hissing as his poked and prodded. Suddenly, his felt his fingers touch cool metal, and without a second though, he pulled the object right out of his leg. Holding it in front of his eyes, Sebastian let out a gasp as he realized what it was.

<< Blimey, Evie. >> He whispered, because only Evelyn Summers would think to shove a fucking object into someone's wound.

<< Holy shit, >> breathed out Mason, << She must have placed it on the tip of the knife. >>

<< Bloody brilliant, »> Callum muttered.

Because it wasn't just any object, no, it was so much more than that, because now, Sebastian was holding a small key in his hand.

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And that key meant one thing: freedom.

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I knew I had to get out of there soon, before they realized what I had done.

Yes, what I had done was reckless and stupid and every insulting word that came through your mind, it was probably that. But the thing is, if someone pulled me aside right now, and asked why the hell I did it, I wouldn't be able to answer. In all honesty, I'd probably throw out some bitchy response, and then walk away.

But there wasn't any time for me to try to explain myself. I just had to get the fuck out of this place, and out of London.

I moved through the hallways quickly with Chief Carter and Sampson. Neither had mentioned the stabbing that took place, and I assume it's because they were simply just speechless.

As we rounded a corner, I saw glass doors and a black car sitting outside. That car was a blessing from above, and I felt myself itching to just take off and get out of the building.

<< This is it, » Chief Carter announced, << Once you leave this place, there's no going back, that is, unless you plan to-<<

<< No, » I cut her off quickly. << I'm leaving for good. >>

<< What about your brother? » Sampson cut in, << He could still be alive, including the remaining members of London's eyes. >>

I felt a twist in my gut, and I looked away for a moment, before bringing my dead eyes to his.

<< I guess some people are just more loyal to family than others. >>

With that, I began walking away, but not before I let her voice stop me. << Wait, Evelyn, I just have one question. >>