𝐒𝐮𝐫𝐯𝐢𝐯𝐞𝐝 𝐇𝐢𝐦

NINE

"I tried to scream but lilies clouded my mind."

9

"I don't get it Amina, and I'm not pressuring you into telling me anything but I'm fucking here, you can't get rid of me." Stassie stared at me through the mirror as I continued to get ready.

I haven't heard from Reign all day, I noticed he's not always around which I'm not arguing with, the less I feel like crying the better. Maybe tonight is what I need to release some tension.

It was time to go when we noticed the time, we went downstairs. In the foyer Amaya sat in a cocktail dress her cleavage nicely showcased.

"Amaya, are you heading out?" I quietly asked as we approached her.

     "If it's alright I'd love to join you. Reign and Roscoe won't be back until tomorrow. I haven't been with friends in years, I want to do it with my new found girls." She lived in a state of being constantly uneasy, being nervous has claimed her.

"Where did they go?"

"London." Why didn't he tell me?

That's all she had to say before we took each other's hands and en route to the club, I made sure to grip onto Amaya's hand tightly.

•••

It's almost one am when arrived noticing our driver pulling into the back of the building, bouncers stood outside the back entrance. Uncertainty danced around in my stomach.

Eyes shot in our direction once we had exit the car, one bouncer adjacent to me had got on a suspicious call. I felt the vibration of the music that I heard from outside the building. Stassie murmured a 'what's this about?'.

They stood there until the cal had ended, finally escorting us in and to a table upstairs. People were dancing all over this place, alcohol was being passed around. I leaned over where Stassie sat dancing in her seat, I reached for her ear making her lean in closer.

   "Stassie I think we should go."

"Okay. What's wrong?"

"I don't know some—," a group of men walked over with liquor in their hands and smiles on their faces. I side eyed Stassie. Uninvited they sat down chatting light conversations, pouring us drinks.

One particular guy sits next to me. He's in a grey suit with the first few buttons of his white dress shirt open, very attractive.

     "So what are you ladies celebrating." What a heavy  English accent.

     "Life." I chuckled lightly shrugging, he gave me a kind smile back.

He picked us up two shots from the table and handed me one, "Cheers to life... Lucas." He smiled displaying his perfectly aligned teeth.

"Ami."

We cheered to that before downing the tequila.

•••

It's been a good time, everyone is getting along, we were dancing tipsy. Definitely a memorable moment, before everything went completely south.

The same sounds of gun shots rang out forcing me to duck like that fatal night of tommies death. It was one after the other, I think they were at distance. Everyone ran in different directions determined to escape.
The screams promoted my flash backs. Promptly the ammunition stopped. We tried running out to the nearest exit until we were cut off my bouncers.

"Let's us out!" Stassie yelled attempting to push him out the way. I looked around for another door. "Are you fucking insane? I'll make sure you never have a job again!"