Author P.O.V
"We're being followed" Trey states after looking at the text from Shawn. King looks around him looking for any suspicious person that might be following them.
"I don't see anybody," King says still looking around.
"You not suppose to," Trey says grabbing onto King's arm and pulling him close to him looking around because he's better at spotting a damn stalker.
Lord he tryin to make me act up King thinks mentally. Then he realizes it's not a good time, but it's not like he can help it.
Trey makes eye contact with a woman who fits the profile who smirks at him, and that confirms it, and it doesn't help that she's with another man. Trey having to handle two people at once and protect King is not something he's looking forward to.
Trey starts walking away in a calm manner trying to make it seem like he isn't aware of his stalker laughing trying to formulate a plan. He should've noticed them sooner. King is such a huge distraction.
Trey knows he can't go to where Jordyn is because that's where Nacia is and he'd rather avoid shooting near his baby like that. He could go find Shawn and regroup, but that would just put the stalkers to advantage if they meet up with more of their teammates.
"If you thinkin of a plan say that shit out loud" King states quietly afraid the stalkers might hear him. As handsome as Trey looks deep in thought. King's life is on the line and he needs to know how he's gonna survive this.
"Just shut up and stay close" Trey states looking over his shoulder and seeing the two people aren't far behind. Trey knows they're gonna start shooting at any moment. He needs to think of something fast before that happens or King might get hurt, and he does not want that. Trey thinks King is better off alive even though he is annoying.
"Yeah, that ain't finna work give me a gun," King says pulling his hands out of Trey's and crossing them over his chest stubbornly. King can't hear Trey's thoughts, but he can put two and two together. King is a liability, and he doesn't want that so he needs a weapon to protect himself and make Trey's job a little easier.
"Bambi just corporate" Trey sighs as he grabs King's hands again.
"No, I want a gun" King states stubbornly allowing Trey to hold his hand again. He might pull away if Trey says something stupid.
"I'm not giving you a gun" Trey responds shaking his head.
"Trevon as much as I love arguing with you now is not the time, so give me a gun" King hisses getting annoyed. It's the most practical thing to do in this situation for both of their safety.
"Pharaoh I said no gun" Trey states in a voice that leaves no room for arguments and King rolls his eyes. King thinks Trey is being stupid for not giving him a weapon. Trey on the other hand doesn't want King to have any blood on his hands.
"It makes sense if you give me a gu-" King starts but then shooting is heard throughout the mall. King sees a bullet fly past him and he knows for a fact the bullets are coming for him and Trey.
"Oh hell Nah," King says as he starts running full speed pulling Trey along not knowing where he's pulling the older man. All he knows is that he's not about to die in a mall shootout. He's not going down without a fight.
Trey just lets King pull him along as he shoots back at the shooters it's easier this way. Trey suddenly holts and pulls King into an empty clothing store when the shooters fall behind due to Trey's shooting.
"Nigga what the he-" King starts when he suddenly feels himself being pulled by full force in a different direction. He even almost trips at the sudden force.
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