The Way Out

Chapter 3

Kanaz (2 weeks later)

I woke up to the sounds of someone banging on my door. I looked over to check the clock and it was 2:30 am. I grabbed the strap from the top drawer of my dresser tucked it in between my joggers and underwear. When I opened the door I saw it was Taylor. She was crying  and had bags in her hand.

"Come in and go to my room".I said

I  went to my room and grabbed my box of pack. I rolled eight.  Four for her and four for me.

"What's wrong"? I asked

"My brother's friend was the guy you shot two weeks ago. My brother set you up and they want you dead. My mom knew about it but just let it happen. So I left". She explained.

"Ohhh" I responded

"Yea. But when i was leaving i grabbed my brothers phone and saw messages from Ambre". She said.

I said "okay 6hunnit doesn't forget he isnt really from here. Lay down and you can unpack tomorrow ".

I was up all night getting my momma,lil brother ,and my newest sister on first plan to California in the morning. Taylor said she wouldn't leave without me so she stayed.

(*Morning*)

I gave my mom a address to a 4 bedroom house. She isn't coming home till everything cools down.

I sent Taylor to the grocery store to get non~red ground meat. I knew that Shop n Save wouldn't have that even if it was real. I knew the second i left the hospital Ambre would run mouth to them agents. They would be coming to get me today. So i made sure nothing i can get charged for was in the house. I also made sure that nobody else would get jammed with me.
It was fairly quiet a few cars would drive down the street but nothing of police driving down. I sat on the porch until I noticed the same car kept driving around the block. I rushed to grab my glock from under my bed.

When i came back out side the car was driving slowly rolling down its windows. I noticed taylor was behind the car driving trying to get around it. As i watched a hand swing up and out the window i saw a gun.

I ducked and ran towards the end of the left side of the porch. The bullets would fly past my face, legs, and mid-body. A stray bullet flew past my face as i watched it hit my neighbors eleven year old son.

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