Reaching For The Trigger

Chapter Seventeen

"QUINCY", I yelled. I looked down saw myself getting closer to the ground. I looked and up and noticed that Quincy was farther up than me.

"I'M COMING DOWN TO GET YOU", he yelled.

"THE PARACHUTE WONT GO ANY FASTER JUST CHILL", I yelled back. At that point, I didn't care about my life anymore. In one week I was travel to hell and then I arrived. I figured I would let myself go.

"I'M NOT ABOUT TO LET YOU DIE", he yelled.

"QUINCY YOU HAVE SAVED ME SO MANY TIMES I'M STARTING TO THINK THIS IS GODS PLAN FOR ME", I yelled.

"NO ITS NOT BUT IF IT IS I WONT LET YOU GO ALONE", he yelled. He started taking off the parachute.

"QUINCY -

Something grabbed me and I started swinging everywhere to get lose. "Damn chill", Kyree said.

"What are you doing here?", I asked.

"I'm saving your ass", he said.

"Where did you get a parachute?", I asked.

"The plane", Kyree said.

"Quincy said it only had one", I told him.

"It had four", he said.

I looked up and Quincy and he looked happy, but I just rolled my eyes. I couldn't believe that he lied to me about the parachute thing. I bet he tried to drop me on purpose because he was tired of saving me. Once we landed on the beach, I got up and ran so I could try to find a road.

"What are you doing?", Quincy asked.

"I'm trying to get the hell out of here", I said.

"There's nothing out here", Quincy said, running after me.

"Leave me alone", I told him.

"What is your problem?", he asked.

I stopped in my path and turned around to face him. "You lied."

"About what?", he asked.

"About the parachutes", I said.

"No I didn't", he said,"Why would lie about something small like that?"

"Kyree told me", I said.

"Don't believe him", he said, "If I knew Kyree was even on the plane I would took his parachute and gave it to you then just let his little ass die."

"How we going to get out of here?", I asked.

"Ill see if my cell phone works if it does ill call for an helicopter", he said.

I walked to the water and put my feet in. It felt good because it felt like a thousand degrees out there. My stomach was growling because I hadn't ate in days so I felt like I was going to pass out.

"A helicopter should be here in a few", he said,"Whats wrong?"

"I feel sick", I said,"I'm starving"

"Hopefully they have something on the copter", he said.

The helicopter arrived in ten minutes. We didn't really see it so all three of us searched the sky, using our hands to block out the beaming sun. "I see it", Kyree said.

The helicopter begin to land."Come on", Quincy said.

"I cant I'm too weak", I said and laid on the sand. My body was going numb. I hadn't had food or water in days.

He picked me up and carried me to the helicopter."Do y'all have some water or something?", Quincy asked.

I felt myself going into a daze. I kept pulling Quincy shirt so I wouldn't let it take me."Calm down I got water", he said. I grabbed the bottle and gulped down every bit of the water. The whole ride I sat in Quincy's lap and laid my head on his chest.

"Tired?", he asked.

"Yes I don't know why though I was sleep for days", I said.

"You weren't really asleep you were awake but you couldn't move or talk and you but you could hear everything around you but you don't remember ", he said.

"How do you know?", I asked.

"I was a straight A student when I was in school", he said.

"You lying", I slapped his arm. I didn't believe Quincy was the smart because he had really been doing dumb shit since I had met him.

"I'm so serious I was a nerd", he said.

"What made you become a drug dealer?", I asked.

"I don't know it was like one day I woke up and decided that I wanted to be one", he said, "When my mom died they were going to put me in foster care, but I ran away and had to make a living for myself."

"Damn", I said.

"Thats where we are staying", he said, pointing at a tall building.

We landed on top of the building and went inside. And Quincy carried me inside. The inside was amazing everything look so elegant. It had glass walls, white marble floors, big plasma T.V.'s, and a Jacuzzi on the balcony. "Did you decorate in here?", I asked.

"Nope", he said.

He carried me to a cream and gold bedroom and laid me on the bed. "I'm calling a chef to cook for us", Quincy said.

"Cool I'm taking a nap", I said.