Chicago Tension

Chapter 5

          We got into the car and Terry was driving faster than usual. Me and Naomi was scared for our lives.  "Terry,slow down." Naomi said. "HEY! SHUT UP!" He snapped at her. "It's too early for this!" I said. "Didn't I tell your ass to shut up?" He sighed and kept on driving. I was worried. I wanted my mom. I don't want to go through with what he's about to do right now. He swerved the the left which made me and Naomi go all over the place in the back seat. We finally stopped at this very strange and creepy looking place. He stopped in an ally way. It looked like a apartment. There were stray cats and glass everywhere. Don't even mention the amount of trash that were scattered everywhere. "W-where are we?" Naomi said. Naomi and I were so scared that we were holding each other and shaking. "Listen," Terry began. "When we get there,don't say a damn thing! Don't stare for longer than a minute and don't make ANY sudden moves. YOU GOT IT?!" Naomi and I both nodded our heads "Yes". "Good,get out of the car." He demanded. 

          We all got out of the car and Terry guided us to this apartment. I could hear loud music and lots of yelling,cheering and women. I could also smell the faint smell of weed. Terry knocked on the door. I could then hear a bunch of locks unlocking. I was scared to see who was behind that door. Maybe someone dangerous. Maybe someone who could easily get pissed off. A man opened the door. He looked 6'2 and he was a little muscular. "Who are you?" He asked Terry. "Terry." Terry told him. "Where's Shawn?" The man looked up and down at him and turned to Naomi and me. "Who are those fools?" He asked. "Does that matter,man? I just need to see Shawn." "YES IT MATTERS!" The man shouted while getting close and all up in his face and with a gun pointed at the side of his dead. I had to step in or he might have gotten out a gun and shot Terry. "HEY!" I shouted. "Let's just see Shawn!" I suggested. The man looked at me with anger written all over his face. He then pointed the gun in MY face. "Shit!" I mumbled. I put my hands up like I would if you were to be caught by the police for doing something. "WHO. THE. HELL. ARE. YOU?" None of your god damn business!" I snapped. He looked at me for a second and laughed. He put the gun down.

          He grabbed Terry,Naomi and I each by the jacket and pushed us in. He slammed the door and locked all the locks. All I could see was smoke everywhere and also men with half naked women sitting on their laps. The apartment REEKED of weed and black & milds. He had a gun to all of our heads and we walked towards a room through a short hallway. We finally got into the room. We had to have our hands up. I did everything that Terry said. Don't make sudden moves,blah ,blah blah,.  "Get on your knees!" The man demanded. Naomi snickered. We saw a man in front of us. He was big and pretty fat. He had a cigar in his hand. The only thing that doesn't involve cannabis in here. I'm assuming it's Shawn. "The hell you want?" Shawn asked. "Jerry has been shot." He said. "I know who shot him." Shawn looked at Terry for a second then he signaled the man to get something. "Stand up." Shawn demanded Terry. Terry stood up with his hands still in the air. "Put your hands down,no one wants to kill you." 

          The man handed Terry a gun.

          "Take that. Remember,be wise with it. Be careful with it. And don't let your girls handle it." Terry nodded that he understand everything and we then left.