JJ and a Routledge

Reunited

We eventually decided to get out of the car and go down the alley, turns out there were alleys in the alley. As we got farther down we heard grunting. "Come on," JJ yells, running in the general direction, Kie and I close behind him. 

Once we get there we see Pope on top of the man from earlier, they were both reaching for a taser. JJ quickly kicks it at me and Kiara, I grab it. "Come on.' Kiara tells them. 

JJ looks down at Pope, "Pope. Pope come on." JJ gasps, Pope quickly gets up and we take off. We jump over the medium-sized wall, Pope, me, JJ, then Kiara. We all jump in the truck, which was parked right outside of the wall. I slide on JJ's lap, he quickly steadies me into place. 

"Who were those people?" Kiara asks as JJ starts the car. Pope left a small amount of room between him and JJ so I put one leg there and the other across JJ's lap, so he could see what he was doing. 

"Just- get out of here, now," Pope tells JJ, and JJ quickly speeds off. JJ is the last person that should be behind the wheel, but oh well. 

"Here we go now!" JJ yells as we speed down the road, I'm holding onto his leg for dear life. We hear an engine revving behind us, and Kiara turns around. 

"I think he's following us." Kie gasps, spinning back around to face the front. This time I turn around to see the vehicle somewhat close behind us. 

"This is one-way," Pope exclaims, talking about the road. 

"Go left," I tell JJ. Then there was a bunch of screaming, we almost hit a car and then JJ quickly turns left, at the last second. As we do, we almost run over a brunette and a blonde, carrying gas.  "Get out of the road!" JJ road rages. 

"Those were people! Jesus Christ." I exclaim, looking back to see them get off the sidewalk. 

"That was an evasive driving technique right there, y'all." JJ laughs, at the turn he barely made. I just give him a look of pure terror. 

"Wait, where are we going?" Pope asks, still gasping for breath like the rest of us. 

"Hang on, I'm gonna lose him." JJ grunts, as he takes another sharp turn. I grip onto JJ and Pope at the last second, if I didn't I would've flung. 

"JJ!" I scream, digging my nails into his arm. 

"Dude!" Pope's voice cracks. We turn down a wide alleyway, and the steam comes out of the truck, again. Our luck is just great, isn't it. 

"You said you fixed the carburetor," JJ complains, throwing his hands down. 

"He did!" Pope exclaims as we come to a stop. 

"Damn it!" Kiara curses. "Okay, what now, Mario?" She asks as we all get out of the broken-down truck.

"Number one rule. Never trust mechanics." JJ tells Pope. We grab our bags out of the truck bed, and then the car comes up behind us. "We gotta run, come on, come on," JJ tells me, grabbing my hand. We run down the rest of the alleyway, as fast as we can. 

I look back since JJ was leading me, "Guys I think he has a gun." My voice wavers, I saw the shining of the metal, the something in his hand. 

"Shit. Get down." JJ exclaims, "Come on, come on. Get to the alleyway, let's go." JJ hustles us all along. 

"I think I'm cramping."Pope's voice cracks. 

"This way, this way." JJ takes the lead, "We might have to split up." he exclaims. "I don't know where to go, okay? We gotta lose 'em." JJ turns around to Pope and Kie, and right as he does, we both bump into a mailman with a shit ton of packages. "Whoa, Jesus, Shit," JJ exclaims as he trips, me coming down with him. I quickly stand up, pulling him up with me.