Ain't Shady Baby, I'm Hot

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"Alright! Just relax!" JJ shouted back angering the shotgun holder, which is never good.

"Shut up! Shut up!" Anger flared inside of me as I watched JJ in front of the group with a gun to his head. My body reacted on instinct.

For as smart as I am, sometimes I can do stupid shit.

In a second I was there in front of JJ. The shotgun on my head as I stared at the man in front of me.

I didn't blink as I kept eye contact with him. His eyes widened as he jerked the gun back a fraction.

"What do you want us to do?" My voice countered the raging storm of anger and nerves as the man returned to being our gun-wielding asshole.

"Lay down in the ditch! Lay down in the ditch!" He repeated as I carefully bumped JJ back. "On your goddamn knees and hands. Put your face on the ground!"

I kept my left hand in the air as I used my right to support myself while I dropped to my knees. The male moving past me slightly as he roughed with JJ. "Stay here, just like that. Put your head down! Don't let me see you look up! Alright?" I turned my head to look at JJ. His eyes watering in frustration as he held his hat.

"Hold on." I whispered, moving my head slowly as I leaned back on my toes, "just hold on."

"That's all y'all gotta do." He was further away. My head finally turned as I saw him jump into the van.

"That's Barry. He was at the pawnshop." I whispered keeping my eyes on the Twinkie. "This was a fucking setup." I hissed.

"That fucking bat shanked us. Fuck! Goddamn it!" JJ slammed his hands on the grass as I slowly moved my right hand to my side. My weight on my feet and my left forearm as I quickly pulled the pistol free and moved it to rest underneath my chest.

"Wait, John B, no. No. No." I looked over JJ as he beat himself up, Pope also looking as we saw John B raise up to a crouch.

"John B, don't be a hero, man." Pope hissed as John B stood up and started creeping backwards.

I watch John B sprint to Barry's car as a loud thunk came from the Twinkie. I moved my hands to cover the pistol as I clicked the safety off.

"All right, y'all stay just like that. Unless you want your brains blown out all over this road." Like I said, sometimes I do stupid shit. "Don't move your goddamn head!" He yelled at me, pointing directly at me as I kept my hands hidden. "Just, don't move your heads, okay!" It wasn't a question.

I watched him turn his back as he took off in a jog, I timed my movement once I saw him commit to the car. My right hand pushing me up as I dug with my toes, leaving the four behind. I ducked behind the front of the Twinkie taking a breath as I poked my head to see him getting into his car. I was moving as I watched him release his gun. My feet moving faster as I saw John B rise from the backseat.

"I got the gun!" John B shouted as I ripped open the front door. Barry's body came tumbling out with a punch from John B. The male staggering onto his feet as I tossed my gun to my left hand and swung a right hook into his face. His eyes glazed over as I found the balance to kick him against the car with my right leg.

My left arm rising as I pointed the gun at Barry's head.

"Get on the ground, Barry." I ordered raising my right hand to hold the pistol, his eyes widening as I spoke his name. "On. The. Ground." Barry dropped to the asphalt on his knees as the Pogues ran over. JJ getting there first as he punched Barry clean in the nose sending him to the ground.

Pope went for the passenger seat while John B stood holding the gun. I nearly laughed as Sarah and Kie roughed Barry up a bit.

"You son of a bitch!" Kie shouted as she and Sarah kicked him hard enough the front door shut and he was leaning up against his car.

"You fucking piece of shit!" JJ shouted as John B yanked Barry's bandanna down. "You fucking basehead asshole." JJ cussed him out as I kept the gun trained on him.

"Probably knows my brother."

"He does." I grumbled as JJ snapped.

"He sells coke to my dad."

"Hey, listen." His eyes fluttering around to everyone but landing on me. "I coulda hurt every single one of y'all-" he was cut off by JJ slamming the butt of the shotgun into his head.

"JJ!" Kie shouted as Pope and John B grabbed the blond trying to calm him down.

Barry wheezed as he collapsed on the ground. I clipped the safety on and slid the pistol back into the holster. My eyes never leaving Barry as JJ reached into his pocket and ripped out the guy's wallet.

JJ grabbed a card before tossing the wallet back at Barry.

"We got one last stop." JJ declared, pushing away from John B as he tried to stop him. Pope and I watched JJ storm past us to the Twinkie. "Let's go see where this son of a bitch lives."

All five of us followed JJ with our eyes. Concern bubbling from my mouth as I turned back to Barry.

"I'm gonna remember this shit!" Barry cursed as the rest of the Pogues moved to the Twinkie. "You can't hide! I know exactly who y'all are!"

I crouched down far enough away that he couldn't grab me but close enough for him to hear me. A devilish smile pulling at my lips.

"You better remember this shit. You should hope we never meet again. Because next time, will be the last time."

"Are you threatening me?" I rose to my feet, ready to follow the others. My smile pulled to a smirk.

"It's a promise. One that I will happily deliver. Or have Maurice do it for me. That's your head honcho right?" I saw Barry's eyes blow wide. "I could have you gone in seconds, Barry. Don't mock my hospitality." Like I said, stupid shit.