Aidan waited for Blade to pick up the phone. He left a message. "Blade you can't be Ellie's inside information. Michaela doesnt want anyone but us knowing about this! what part of that dont you understand? I'm sorry but I will not disobey her wishes. The headmaster will hear about the little incident in high school if you do not obey." Aidan hung up the phone. He hated knowing, seeing, hearing things happening in places where he wasn't even close.. Michaela was the only one who knew about this.

Blade picked up his phone and almost growled. "Yeah? Yes I got the fuckin message... You really need to stay outta my shit." he said dangerously. He wasn't appreciating being called like a little guard down and used as the shield every moment they needed him. He had a life himself. He had a mother to take care of, a girlfriend to hold, and on top of it he had the gang breathing down his neck again. And just to make everythig better he had to keep his club job or he would have to drop out of school and find some other school and another job. This drama wasn't helping his situation but he knew he had to help shortie...

Michaela was so confused. She called Blade. She left a message. "Blade? It's Michaela. I know you know about my ability to see the future. When Ellie touched her I saw something that scared me. I wont tell you about it even though I know it's gonna come true. Im sorry." Michaela's voice broke as she said the last sentence. She sat on her bed and started crying.

Blade looked at his phone not wanting to listen to the message but he went against his better judgement. He went pale as he listened to the message and then anger flared within him. He screamed angerily and threw his phone at the wall shattering it. He had had enough!

Michaela felt his anger and cringed. She looked at Aidan. He looked at her. "Its useless. We cant warn him." She said.

Blade clutched his head angerily and growled. Ever since he came to this damn school he had been fricken harrased about everything. His mom was getting worse. The gang was coming after him again. And now to top it off he had to protect shortie. It wasn't fare. Not one of them gave a damn about how much he was sacrificing, how much he was giving to help them. Not once did he ever get a fricken thank you. And it was really wearing him out fast.