Half-Truths [hs, mc, zm, nh, lt +]

Chapter Twenty-Eight

*Emma's POV*

VIOLENCE WARNING

"What's that song called again?" Oh for fuck sakes how many times do I have to tell him?

"Reflections." I tell him the song title he keeps asking me for. I grab his phone in the cup holder plugging it into aux and printing in the song title.

"Can you play it?" He asks the second I click the song letting it blare though the car speakers as we drive. I smile lightly to myself at the fact I knew he was going to ask. "Thanks." He says moving his hand to my thigh.

When I look in the mirror I see a black suv that has been behind us since we left Harry and Louis'. I'm probably over reacting. When we turn down the next street the suv turns with us making me more worried.

"Speed up. And turn up here." I tell Niall pointing at the next street. He turns his head to look at me and speeds up not questioning me.
When the suv speeds up and turns with us again I know that they are following us. I see the Arizona plates. I recognize the numbers. That's the car that was following us to Trish's.

Oh fuck me.

"I see them." Niall says speeding up even more. "Under the back seat." He says, I assume he has some guns or something back there. I take off my seat belt climbing over the centre consul to get to the backseat. I pull out a large black duffel bag unzipping it and seeing multiple SCAR rifles.

"Fuck off. I could kiss you right now." I tell him picking up the rifle. He laughs and tilts his head back a bit still keeping his eyes on the road. I giggle and lean forward kissing him then turning back to grab the rifle and making sure it loaded. The sudden gust of air from the sun roof opening makes my hair fly everywhere.

"Shoot 'em dead, baby." He says before I stand up on the back seat sticking the gun out the sun roof and immediately start shooting. I aim for the passenger seat first. Then to the driver. When the car starts swerving I know I've killed the driver. I cant see them through the tinted windows but the car regains its composure telling me there are more people in the car.

I continue shooting but the car stays in place. Okay well this isn't working.

"Slow down." I tell Niall aiming my gun at the cars tires.

"But-" he cuts himself off and slows down. I shoot the front two tires making the car come to a complete stop. I turn around to sit back down on the backseat. Just as I'm about to tell Niall to stop the car I turn my head to see a another suv coming straight into ours and then everything goes black.

I woke up pinned under the car. I watched as they dragged Niall's unconscious body away and into a different car, driving off. Everything goes black again before I wake up again. Still pinned under the car. When I open my eyes I see a pair of boots standing in front of me. I struggle to lift myself up to grab my gun in my pants. I try not to make any sound when i pull a shard of glass out of my leg so I can move.

When I can reach my gun I grab it and pull it out quickly cocking it and shooting the mans leg in front of me. The sounds of his screams being faint as I feel myself blacking out again. I watch as his body falls to the ground and I immediately shoot him in the head. Before I black out again.

I open my eyes to see the man I killed laying in front of me with blood pouring out his head. I hear yelling making me think there is more then one man here. I pull my magazine out seeing how many bullets I have left. Four. let's just hope there is only four men here or these bullets are going in my own brain.

I won't let them take me.

"I want her alive." I hear a voice I recognize but cant pin. "I don't care what you do just keep her alive." The same man speaks again. How do I know that voice?

When I see another pair of boots coming up towards me I immediately shoot them making them man stumble back. I shoot him again in the chest making him fall to the ground. Well I'm obviously not going to survive with four bullets if I keep doing that.

The sounds of the men shouting and their footsteps. I can count at least four men. And I have two bullets.

I need those guns.

I move my hand around blindly trying to feel for the guns. The stinging feeling of cutting my hand on something makes me wince. Until I feel the duffel bag.

Thank fuck.

I grab hold of it pulling it closer towards me, pulling out another SCAR rifle making sure it's loaded before using all my strength to pull myself to sit up. My legs still being pinned under the car but I'm able to sit up and get a better aim. I see exactly what I thought four men in all black. It's dark so I cant tell who there are but I really don't give a fuck I just want them dead.

I pull the gun up aiming it at the men and shooting. Obviously they fire back but it seems they don't have very good aim because they are shooting the car.

I shoot three of the men but I cant see the fourth one. He's in my blind spot. The broken machinery of the car is in my way. The sounds of gunshots that aren't coming from my gun make me look over in the direction the came from. I watch as another bullet flies and lands right beside my head. I cant see who's shooting them but I can tell where they are coming from.

The sudden feeling of a black out comes over me again. Consuming my whole body. I start shootings in the direction the bullets came from. Not caring if I'm aiming properly. I just need to kill him before I black out.

When the man stops shooting I stop too. I watch as a body falls into my view. He's not dead. I can tell he's just unconscious. I try my hardest to focus on the man laying there but it's so hard. The darkness is pulling me in and I can't focus.

The last thing I see before my eyes shut is the face of that voice I knew I recognized. The face of a man I never wanted to see. Ever again. The face of a man who betrayed me. Who left me. Who never gave two shits about me.

Then everything goes black.