The gun's mercy

Chapter 13: Home sweet home

            He can't be serious..

   - "Shit" I got my head back in the car. Without any more words, Omi pulled over at the entrance in the forest and we got out of the car, slamming the doors shut behind us.

   - "Don't take your eyes off him!!" Omi-Omi said loudly to me. We were both following Terushima close behind , who was jumping from tree to tree. Slowly, the distance started to get bigger and bigger with each jump he was making now.

            I held up my gun and pointed it at him. Maybe I could just shoot him down. I fired 2 bullets, one after another, but I missed. The last one almost got Terushima, but he then jumped on another tree.

            He was fast. Very fast. I held out my gun again and started firing at him again, this time also a failure. I started to run out of bullets. I had only 3 more. Omi had around 20 more bullets with him.

            We were still running after Terushima. I was getting tired, it felt like my legs refused to run faster, Omi-Omi instead, he was starting to get ahead of me.

   - "Miya, shoot to his right, I'll shoot to his left!!" He said, and as with that a bullet flew away from his gun's barrel.

   - "I kinda have a problem." I said, scared of his reaction. "I have only 3 bullets left!" I started to fire another one at Terushima's right side.

   - "You fucking idiot!!" He yelled out loud enough so the thief we were following could also hear. Omi shoot down the branch he would jump on to next.

            Yuuji fell down, his back facing the cold grass on the ground. I rushed to him, putting one foot on his neck and the other one the ground, for support. I pointed my gun right between his eyes.

   - "You thought we wouldn't get to you?" I looked at him.

   - "I haven't thought Bokuto-san's men can be this easily fooled.." He looked at me with a smirk. "My boss was right, you all are just some idiots with guns, nothing else."

   - "Miya, get away from him! Now!" Sakusa said, looking at me with a worried look.

   - "What, why-" I was interrupted by feeling something cold at the back of my head. It slowly made it's way to my temple. I started to panic. It was a gun. I nodded slowly, as I felt the cold gun rubbing my temple.

   - "Get away from my partner, now." Said a deep voice I recognised.

   - "Ushijima.... Wasn't it?" I didn't want to look at him. I shot his friend, I remembered everything... His teary eyes as he looked at his injured friend. The need to scream that was craved in his expression. Everything came at me like a slap over the face. He was probably now taking revenge.

   - "That's right." He said, getting the gun deeper in my temple. I looked over at Omi, with a scared look in my eyes.

            He seemed to hold back his anger. One of his hand was holding the gun tightly, and the other one was clinched into a fist. Despite everything, his face was looking rather calm if you asked me.

   - "Wakatoshi." Omi-Omi said, in a deeper tone than usual. "That's my partner. Let him go." He said, looking straight at the greenish haired male.

   - "Tendou also was my partner, but he died because of you all." His voice seemed to break while saying the last sentence. "I.... I loved him. With all my heart..." I wasn't sure if he started crying or it was just my imagination. "If you're gonna kill me.. Then do it."

            The gun slowly fell down from my temple. Was he actually wishing to die?

            Terushima seemed to be in pain, his ankle more exactly, since he didn't move from the spot he fell.