Runaway

Chapter 7

"You have three seconds to put your hands in the air before I shoot" One of the guards threatens, pointing his gun at me. The other guards had their guns trained on Trigg. Watching our every move.
In unison we lift our hands above your heads to prove we have no weapons, but I can see Triggs gun pressing into his back. I look at him and then I glance at his back. His stares back. I can tell he understands.
"Good." The same mans whispers. "Now press your back against the wall and stay th-" His sentence is cut short by Trigg bringing his elbow up and slamming it into his jaw. I use this moment of shock wisely and I kick the other guard in the shin and knocking him to the ground, his head slamming into the floor boards before swinging round and sending my clenched fist into the third guards nose. By the time I turn around to check on Trigg, the guard I kicked in the shin is just lying on the floor, unconscious. As for the third guard, he's lay on the ground clutching his face. Blood soaking his hands.
Trigg has the first guard pinned to the floor and is punching him repeatedly in the stomach. I yell at him to stop. I wither doesn't hear or he doesn't care because he doesn't stop punching and kicking the guard, one hand squeezing his throat, stopping him breathing.
Diving in top of him seemed the only solution to stop him from killing the guard.
"Stop!" I shout at him.
"What are you doing, stop!"
He finally sees sense and stops. Very suddenly.
The look on his face is filled with pure terror as he stares over my shoulder.
"What?" I ask "What is it?"
"Sit down Laura, I've got a lot to tell you"