Chapter Twenty-Three

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"What the hell Emersyn? Why the hell are you pointing a gun at someone? I thought we made it clear that shooting someone is not a good idea." I yelled over to her.

"Firstly when did we made that up? And secondly this boozoo right here here decided it was a good idea to try and jump me from behind. So I have every right to point a gun at him Vivian." Emersyn said angrily.

A small group of people stood between the trees unsure of what exactly they should be doing to save their friend from being shot. Ready to put a bullet in Emersyn \i untie the rope around my waist. Before I started to move I searched the area for anybody else that could potentially be hiding in the trees further away. However, all I saw was Veronica standing next to Millicent shaking. Once again Millicent has gone back to wearing a stone cold poker face to shield her true and proper feelings of the situation that has arisen.

"That is a good question But anyway, it doesn't matter as such because I don't see any weapons on them. They obviously came over to help us and mean well when the avalanche settled." I said honestly.

"Be realistic here Vivian your only being nice to them because pretty boy standing next to you when you so happened to have gotten yourself stuck in that tight spot between those two rocks."

"You know something Emersyn when I first met you I thought to myself that you were pretty cool and we may become good friends. Although now it seems that you are showing your true colors to us."

"What is that suppose to mean barmaid?"

Rolling my eyes at her retaliation question I shuffled down off of the rocks as quickly as I could. Marching to Emersyn with the young boy trailing behind me. I automatically force the gun out of Emersyns hands and point it away from the boy under foot. Now with the loaded gun in my control I put on the safety latch from a precaution. By the shock on Emersyn's face she is baffled at my strong bold move I took toward her. I can tell that Some of the individuals standing by the trees have their fear amplified now that I have a hold of the gun.

The fear waving off of them is masked together with large beads of sweat that is dripping down the sides of their faces. Not sure really where or what I should do with the gun, I unlock the magazine of bullets. I allowed it to drop to the floor with a clatter and proceeded to place the shell of the gun in the back of my jeans underneath my jacket. Slowly I retreated my hands away from and pulled them up to show everybody that I no longer held the gun in the palms of my hands.

"What the hell are you playing at? None of us know what these people are capable of and it will be your fault if one of us gets hurt because of your stupid actions."

"Emersyn you are over reacting on this entirely. How would you feel if someone wildly shot at you and then proceeded to pin you to the ground with their foot and then point a gun to your face?"

"Who are you to judge my actions Vivian? I don't see you doing very much to get us out of this very sticky situation that you so happen to get the four of us into."

Playing it off as I didn't hear that part I get up close and personal with Emersyn. In one swift motion I used the palm of my hands to push Emersyn back a few steps and off the boy on the ground. She hopped back a little bit on one foot for a moment before she regained her balance to stand up straight. Behind Emersyn Millicents poker face disappeared for a split second before it is put back into place. For that split second I think I hay have seen Millicent smile at my confrontation to Emersyn.

I guess it is nice to make someone smile even if it is just for a brief second. Turning my attention back to the boy lying on the floor; he briskly scrambled up to his feet and dusted himself off. Alerted of my sudden staring the boy scattered back to put as much distance between the three of us as possible. Panic and nervousness is clearly evident on his face when I made my first move into his direction. Out of the corner of my eye a disapproving look is written on Emersyn's face. Her attitude towards this situation and everything in general is really starting to piss me off now. Drawing in deep breaths in through my mouth I control my anger that is simmering underneath my skin.

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