Reaching For The Trigger

Chapter Twenty-Three

I dropped the gun as I felt a huge chill go down my body. I couldn't believe that I had killed her. It took me a few times to try, but I finally had succeeded.

"You proud?", I heard Quincy ask from behind me.

"Should I be?", I asked while still turned away from him, "I'm happy I killed her, but I'm scared because when I think about it, I think I killed another human."

"You will get used to it", he said.

"Get used to it?", I frowned and turned to him."I don't want to be killer. This is not me. I like school and I'm a cheerleader. I'm from Compton and I'm not afraid to admit it. I miss my friends, I miss my old life."

"What are you trying to say you don't want to be my future wife?", he asked.

"I don't want to be your wife, I don't want to be your fiance, and I don't want to be your girlfriend", I said.

"Damn I'm sorry", he crossed his arms.

I took off my ring and put it in his hand. I walked off really fast so he couldn't see my tears.

"Where are you going?", I heard him ask as he followed behind me.

I stopped in my path and turned to him. "Home. I'm going home."

"You cant. The police will get you", he said.

"I don't care. They are probably on their way up here right now.", I said.

"What?", he asked.

"Police are everywhere downstairs", I said.

"Shit we have to go", he grabbed my hand.

"I'm tired of going places", I said.

"Well would you rather leave or get caught by the police?", he asked.

"Fine lets go", I said, wiping the tears from my eyes.

"How the hell are we going to get out of here?", Quincy asked.

"I don't know....helicopter", I said.

"Good idea", he said and then pulled out his phone.

I stood there and watch him argue on the phone and hang up angry."Well?", I asked.

"Its not coming", he said.

"What? Why?", I asked.

"Shit I don't know okay", he said.

"So we just stuck", I said.

"You don't know for sure they coming. They don't know what floor she fell from so they going to have to check each condo on each floor. Its going to be a while before they get to this floor.", he said.

"True, but a bunch of cops are outside the building. Do you know that my photo was on TV? I am wanted for murder and so are you", I said, "How are we going to get pass them?"

"Disguises", he said. He grabbed my hand and pulled me to the bedroom and began pulling out a bunch of cloths.

"What are you doing?", I asked.

"Trying to find you something to wear.", he said.

"But these are all boy cloths", I said.

"Duuhhh your going to be disguised as a boy", he said.

"Oh", I said.

He handed me a pair of jeans, a shirt, and a hat."Put that on", he said.

I began putting in the cloths,"What are you going to wear?", I asked.

"Boy cloths", he said.

"That's no disguise", I said.

"Just calm down I'm going to wear a hat.", he said.

I stood up and looked in the mirror. I tucked my hair into the hat to make me look even more like a boy.

"You ready?", he asked.

"I'm ready", I said.