Through The Eyes Of

Well Then

Erin

It becomes total mass hysteria inside the house as the door flies off the hinges and cops come blazing in with their guns drawn. I freeze as one of them points one right at me. I hear people screaming that the cops are here. I hear the word 'Run' come from a thousand different lips. The cops gun moves on to another target and disappears. My knees are shaking but I somehow manage to run to the back of the house and out the back door. A cop was coming around the back just as I ducked into the shadows in the alley.

I don't know where I am or where I'm going. I'm terrified. I don't know if I'm more afraid of the cops or the fact that I've ran so far in the dark that I can no longer hear the ruckus at the house. I stop and turn to look back down the alley towards the house. More flashing red and blue lights have shown up. Overhead I can hear a chopper. I can see it spot lighting the area.

Suddenly a hand clamps across my mouth and a firm arm wraps around my waist. I try to scream and fight my way free but it is no use. Whoever has me has me good. They drag me back into the shadows next to a dumpster as the choppers lights hit where I had just been standing.

I pant behind a hand that smells like cigarettes and wonder what this person is going to do to me. Mug me? Rape me? Kill me? Then I hear a gentle sound in my ear.

"Shhhh darlin."

I stop fighting and start to fell safer. There were only two guys in the whole state who called girls darlin. Axl and Izzy. The cops had Axl. Looks like I found Izzy. He lets go of me. I quickly turn and face him. Even in the dark I can see how huge his eyes are. He looks like he might soon have a heart attack.

"Izzy are you ok?" I ask genuinely worried.

He licks his lips as his eyes dart down the alley. "I got too fucking high with Sixx," he shakes his head as he reaches into his pocket. "Look I've gotta hide my shit. Put this under your tits."

"What?" I ask him in shock.

"Only a female cop can search you. They don't have female cops respond to shit like this. They call them in once shit is secured or they wanna search females. Just fucking hold the shit for like one block. I have this safe stash spot in this abandoned building. We can hide the shit and lay low." He thrusts the drugs at me. "Fucking please help me Erin."

I don't know for the life of me why but I take his drugs and shove them into my bra. Then he holds his gun out to me.

"Put this in your pants. The safety is on. It's ok. I promise."

With a shaking hand I take his gun and shove it down the waist of my pants. I barely have it in place when Izzy grabs me and pulls us into the wall as a chopper light grazes past us again.

"Come on. We gotta go. You ok?" He pants.

I nod. He nods back and I feel him taking my hand in his. And without a word needing to be spoken we take off running through the shadows. I had to run twice as hard to keep up with Izzy's long legs and cocaine intake. He finally leads me to a boarded up window in a condemned building. He slides a piece of plywood aside and motions for me to go in. I quickly climb in. Izzy is right behind me. He covers the window.

He slides down the wall panting and rests his elbows on his drawn up knees. "Fuck!" he shouts and leans his head back into the wall. "Did you see what happened with Axl?"

"They handcuffed him," I say pulling his drugs out of my bra. and his gun from my pants. I crouch down and give them to him.

"Fuck," he sighs shaking his head and staring at the dope. "I always fuck up everything behind this shit."