chapter 25 - Morgan Freeman?

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note: this chapter contains both POVs so don't get confused midway, I will mark when each starts, enjoy :)

Pov: Liv  (TW: Violence)

"Everyone alright?" Noah asks as we reach the drugstore (which is the god-forbidden location), "Please, I haven't breathed since we got into the car, it's continual exhales," Hayden says as she pinches the bridge of her nose. 

I breathe and collect myself. We can do this. We will do this. 

I'm going to shit myself. 

On Roman's signal (a frantic wave, apparently), Hayden, Noah, and I get out of the car and head to the back. Noah opens the trunk to reveal a shit ton of different weapons, who the fuck is his stepdad?

"Safety first kids," Noah smirks as he picks up a gun and hands it to Hayden. Wrong choice.

"Hayden, that's only for backup, do not fire it until I tell you to okay?" Noah says, leaving Hayden to seem flabbergasted so she just nods.

"Wait, I know I act like a hardcore bitch but I've never held a fucking gun before," Hayden blurts out and Noan looks at her like he's in love, he is, but anyways. "Yeah about that, you're holding it the wrong way, sweetheart," Noah chuckles, making Hayden even more nervous. 

"OH FUCK, Noah I can't do this, throw me the crowbar and I'll crack open some shit," she cries out, now making me smile. 

I've held a gun before because of Luke, we used to go to the shooting range regularly, because he wanted me to learn self-defence. I miss him.

"Liv I need you to hide a gun or something with you since you're going to be directly involved with whoever is down there." I agree as he removes his jacket and hands it to me. 

I slip the gun into the pocket and put on the jacket, "I'll go down first, and then you follow right, Noah?" I ask with my anxiety increasing by the minute. 

I have a very bad feeling about this. He nods in approval. With my breath hitching in my throat, I open a certain door B and begin walking down the stairs. 

It's already starting to get dark outside so not much light is exposed to the stairway, making me partially blind as I make my way to the bottom.

I try to asses how bad the situation is but all I see is a guy standing completely still against the wall, his eyes meeting mine/ "Are you here for a delivery or what?" his bored tone questions, and I have no clue what to say so I just nod. 

"Do you have to meet the boss?" 

I whisper yes under my breath because I know that if he leads me to the boss, it will eventually lead me to Nate. 

My fists clench as I walk into a small room at the far end of the hallway, starting to feel more and more breathless as I enter, my fingers beginning to fidget with Noah's jacket sleeves. I'm met with a rather tall guy, wearing a black hood seated on a chair, facing me. His eyes encounter mine as the guy behind me says something to him. 

"Liv Arlene, a pleasure to meet you." 

Fuck. Fucking hell. My heartbeat diminishes as I recognize the tone & voice of the guy. 

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