From Bullets To Billions novel Chapter 55

Chapter 55: The Second Worst Day Of My Life

The stinging pain in Max’s shoulder, it wasn’t exactly a mystery. He had a pretty good idea what had happened. After all, it wasn’t the first time he’d been stabbed. And to top it off, it hadn’t even been that long ago that he’d been stabbed multiple times already. _{freewebnoveℓ.com}

Which was why he couldn’t help himself. He turned his head, twisting just enough to get a look at his back, and sure enough, there it was. A blade lodged right into him, confirming his worst thoughts.

Tremors rocked through his entire body, his hands beginning to shake uncontrollably.

Crap... it’s shaking, Max thought, his heart racing faster than it had during the fight. It’s not even the pain. Is it because of what happened before? Right before I died?

Get a grip. I need to get a grip! Max screamed at himself internally, trying to lock down the rising panic.

Across from him, Snide’s loud, obnoxious laugh rang out.

"Hahaha! I knew it would work! Practicing on that wall finally paid offs, did you see that? Nailed him perfectly!" Snide beamed, clearly proud of himself.

He turned to Jay, hoping to share the moment. But Jay wasn’t even looking at him. His cold, emotionless eyes were locked on Max, not a single hint of amusement on his face.

"Man, you’re as boring as ever," Snide said, rolling his eyes with a scoff.

"AHHH!"

A sudden loud scream tore through the air, snapping Snide’s attention back to Max.

One of the students who had been standing in front of Max had crumpled to his knees, both hands desperately cupping his gremlin makers, his face twisted in pure agony.

Max had gone for one of his trademark moves, the kind he only used in desperate times. But even with that, there was still a wall of people crowding in front of him.

"I’ve never done this before, but there’s a first time for everything!" Max shouted.

Without hesitation, he charged toward the nearest guy, planting his foot firmly onto the hunched-over student’s shoulder. Using every ounce of strength he had left, Max launched himself into the air, soaring right over the row of stunned students.

As the ground rushed up to meet him, Max didn’t even have to think, his body moved on instinct. He tucked in and rolled the moment he hit the floor, trying to absorb the impact.

But during the roll, he felt it, the knife lodged in his shoulder bent sharply to the side and then slid out, clattering somewhere onto the ground behind him.

AHHH, THAT HURTS! Max screamed internally, pain flashing white across his vision. Still, he forced himself to move. He couldn’t afford to stop. Letting the adrenaline do its work, Max pushed himself up and sprinted as fast as his legs could carry him.

"What are you idiots doing just standing around for? Get him! All of you!" Snide screamed furiously from behind. "And you too, you lump!"

The students jolted into action, charging after Max, while Jay followed at a calmer but no less determined pace, not far behind.

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Out walking through the streets for a casual stroll was a well-dressed, short blonde-haired girl.

She had just stepped out from the hair salon, feeling fresh, and was lazily window shopping on her way back from the local high street.

As she browsed, she held her phone to her ear, chatting easily with her best friend.

"Fck, fck, f*ck!" Max cursed under his breath as he kept running. "This might actually be the second worst day of my life. The first being the damned day I died!"