LAWLESS

CHAPTER EIGHT

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Mikey took me to the underground, his men bow at him as we walk inside a wide area.

"Ohh... cool." I said looking at them.

Mikey glanced back at me. "This is where we store are weapons, do you know how to hold a gun?" He asked.

"Nope." I smiled excitedly and wrap an arm on his. "Are you going to teach me?"

"Well... you're working with us, you should know how to use it, so you can protect yourself when I am not around." He told me.

He took a handgun and gave it to me. "This is so cool, never knew I would touch a real gun." I said as I examine the gun.

"It's a colt 45 revolver, it can only contain eight bullets." He explained and put three bullets on the cartridge, he hold my hand and pull me to the shooting area. "Try if you can hit bullseye."

I hold the gun, still amaze how it feels from my palm. Mikey went behind me and guide my arms as I point on the picture few meters away from us. Both hands are holding the gun, the impact of it might break my arm therefore I need full strength when I pull the trigger.

"Stay firm like that. You are doing good." Mikey said. "Don't worry, I'll be holding your arms so you won't suffer for impact too much." Putting his chin on my shoulder as he hold both of my hands to support my arm.

Inhale, exhaled. "Here I go, Mikey." I told him and shoot.

The bullet straight through the picture, not bullseye so I am kinda disappointed. It was fun though.

"It's okay, at least you hit the paper." He said and his hands went to my waist when I put down my arms.

Pouting I said. "Let me try again, alone."

He jerked his head. "You sure you can?"

I nod. "Please."

Mikey let go of me and walk backwards feets away from me. With one hand, I shot the paper again. I gasped, I almost hit the bullseye.

"Mikey, did you see that?" I asked him covering my mouth.

He hums and went to me. "Why do you have to be so cute?" He asked and lift me to the table looking at me seductively.

Why do he have to be so attractive?

"Nah- Mikey, we just did it. Let me rest and enjoy learning how to use a gun." I told him, our faces just few inches away from each other as he stands between my parted legs.

"Fuck oh yeah, I forgot." Glancing at me he said. "Why am I so drawn to you?" He's speaking his mind.

Chuckling I said. "We have something in common, it's emptiness. Your eyes and mine..." I said having an eye contact with him. "... replicates each other." I point the gun I am holding on his forehead.

His men, point their guns towards me. Ready to shoot me the second I put bullet on Mikey's head.

"What are you doing?" Mikey asked and gestured his men to calm down. Not even budging an inch when a gun is pointing at his head.

I laughed and wrap my legs around his waist tightly. "Now, tell me Mikey." I told him looking at him almost teary eyed from laughing. "You also want to die, right?"

His eyes widened, surprised by what I said.

"Should I just kill you here and let your men shoot me?" I asked him. "Let's die together, Mikey."

Mikey gulped and his hands on my waist went to my cheek. "You are crying." He said and wipe my tears.

I didn't realize I was crying while looking at his eyes. Putting the gun behind me, I smashed my lips on his, like what he said. He is drawn to me, and I am too for him.