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"A—Amir" Mel chokes out, staring at her deadbeat ex with fear stricken eyes, who grins mercilessly in return.
"Miss me bitch?" He taunts pressing the metal against her forehead making both of our eyes bulge out of their sockets.
"Amir what are you doing with a gun?" Mel whispers, desperately holding back her tears.
"Why the fuck do you think I have a gun? To fucking carelessly wave it around as I'm fucking bat shit crazy?" He snarls making her flinch from the harshness of his tone as did I.
"You'd never hurt me" Mel says, calling him bluff but I didn't think he was joking. The look in his eyes said it all. Rather the rational part of his brain had long stopped functioning. All that was left was madness. The love he had for Mel had long faded and was now consumed by hatred. He wanted her to pay.
"Nah, that was way back when we used to fuck. But now I wouldn't even hesitate to blow your fucking brains out. Especially after seeing you hanging out with that white bitch of yours. I'm irreplaceable Mel. No other nigga can fuck you like do" he growls, pulling back the safety of the gun.
"Don't do you something you'll regret Amir. Let's try-"
"What? talking it out?" He chuckles bitterly pressing the nozzle of the gun harder against Mel's forehead making her hiss. "Talking ain't shit and nothing you say or do will change my mind. I wasn't the one who broke us off Melody fucking remember that. And now you're paying for your stupidity"
Seeing as he hadn't seem to notice my presence yet I tried my best to make it back quietly and quickly as possible to the kitchen on my trembling legs. I knew I should've moved or got into action a lot sooner, but fear had paralyzed every bone in my body and all I could do was stand and watch as my best friend's life was being threatened.
My fingers shook as I dialed 911. Pressing the device against my ear my anxiety skyrocketed as it rang. "C'mon pick up" I mumbled glancing back to see if Amir had somehow noticed that I was here and I had suddenly slipped away.
"911 what's your emergency?"
"My best friend is currently being held at gunpoint by her ex" I rushed out in one breath praying that she had heard I didn't have to repeat what I just said. Because if i was commanded to it would be wasting my time and it was something I didn't have much of at the moment.
"Do you mind providing us with your address? Is there anyone else there besides the hostage and the killer?"
I was somewhat relieved to hear Melody talking but that didn't mean he couldn't pull that trigger whenever he wanted to. But so far she was doing a damn good job at stalling. And that was buying me enough time to do the shit I needed to do.
"I'm also in the apartment but I managed to slip away. My address is—"
