Finding Love

Chapter 49

Lynn's POV

Sniffling to myself, I struggle to fit the key in the lock due to the shaking of my hand.

Finally, I fit it in and unlock my right wrist.

With both my hands now free, I stand up quickly, grabbing the gun AJ tucked in the waistband of my jeans half an hour ago.

AJ...

I fight back more tears as images of him getting hit by four men with batons. I screamed so loud at them to stop - my voice turned hoarse by the time they finished.

It took everything in me not to reveal one of my wrists was unlocked - to grab the gun and shoot them.

But I had to be realistic.

There were four men beating him. Another three standing by the door. Jax even popped in to make an appearance.

The chances of me being able to shoot them all without getting killed first were highly unlikely. No- to save AJ, I had to wait.

So I did.

They then dragged his unconscious body out, and I waited a while before trying to make my escape, in fear a guard would come in to inspect the room while I was freeing myself.

Wiping my tears roughly with my sleeve, I force myself to stop. To stop crying- to stop being so fucking weak and get my act together.

Gripping the gun tightly, I walk over to the door and try the handle.

Locked.

I push against it, wondering if it might be just stuck- but no, it's locked.

Fuck..

They replaced the door the second AJ got dragged out, and it seems this one doesn't have a lock on the inside.

I'm stuck in here.

While AJ needs me out there.

***

What feels like hours later, I finally hear the faint sound of footsteps, that stop outside my door.

I shoot up, since I sat down in front of the door ages ago, tired from the waiting. But now I'm up, and I grip the gun tightly as I aim it at the door.

I hear the sound of a lock click.

The door creeks as it opens.

I see a guard with a tray of food- I don't waste another second.

I pull the trigger, and the bullet hits him right in the throat. He gasps, dropping the metal tray as he grabs his neck.

Seconds later he's falling to the floor, gasping for breath before he's dead.

I quickly grab his ankles and drag him inside the room. Next, I toss the tray of mushy food in with him and slam the door shut.

Holding the gun tightly in my sweaty hands, I ignore my racing heart and glance up and down the empty hallway.

Where the hell could they have taken him?

Swallowing hard, I glance left and right, before taking a chance and turning right.

I turn a corner- and see two guards standing outside a door.

They spot me at the same time I spot them and charge at me.

In a panic, I quickly shoot one of them, but I don't have time to shoot the second one before he's tackling me.

Landing hard on my back with a groan, I peek open my eyes just in time to see his fist raise and aim for my face.

I shield my face with my forearms like AJ taught me just before he can hit my face.