Chapter 25

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I'm about a mile away from Uncle Chris' house. I might just sleep when I get there and explain what went on when I wake up. It's New Year's Day and I wanted the start of the new year to be ok but no. It had to start off with gun shots and me being very confused and afraid.
Without any warning or notice I was hit by a massive truck. I'm so grateful I buckled. I rolled about five times. My car didn't stay upside down though. I wanted to drive but it's too busted to do so. I looked to my left and I saw a guy coming over with a pistol. Wait, the hatch. I hit my first against the Bugatti logo. The hatch opened. I scrambled my arm around trying to find the pistol. I looked to my left and the guy was so close. I made sure the pistol was loaded and it is. I unbuckled my seat belt. I acted dead as I hid the pistol by my right leg. I heard the door break open. I can tell he put his gun on top of my car. I stopped breathing as I can sense his head right over me.
"What a bummer. It was such a nice car." He talked to himself. He's American. I opened my eyes and hit his head against my steering wheel and I threw him to the ground. I got out quickly. He got up and quickly grabbed me and threw me to the ground. He pinned me down. Then Grant's voice came in my head telling me to use my head. I head butted him and got my arm back. I shifted my head a bit as I smashed his head on the road. I flipped him over then punched him a few times in the face.
"Why are you trying to kill me and my family?" I asked him.
"You have something that we need." He said almost unconscious.
"What?" He didn't answer, "What is it?!" I punched him again.
"I'm not telling you." He smiled.
"Then who do you get your orders from?" I asked.
"Felix." He said then passed out.
"Fuck." I stood up. I heard I car door shut and I looked over towards the truck. A guy got out with a pistol. With one quick movement I took a shot and got him in the right shoulder. He dropped his gun. Shit! What did I just do?! I went into my car and grabbed that spare phone. I called Chris and ran over to the guy.
"Hey where are you?" He answered.
"I'm about a mile north of your house."
"Oh what road?" He cut me off.
"Um, Henry. Look you have to come. A truck hit my car. I'm hurt. Two men are hurt with one of them shot in the right shoulder. I'm putting pressure against it now but both of them are out." I ripped a piece of his shirt off and held it down over the wound.
"Alright, I'll call emergency. I'll be there shortly. Are you hurt?" He asked.
"Cuts and possibly bruises. No idea if anything is fractured due to me being on so much adrenaline right now from what just happened."
"Alright, I'm coming now." He ended the call.

Within twenty minutes Chris was here then the ambulance came. Chris took my gun and he is explaining to the police. I'm just getting treated by a doctor. She's just cleaning up some of the cuts.
"Thank you." I told her as I made her stop.
"You need to be treated." She said in a strong accent.
"It's ok." I told her as I got out of the ambulance. I went over towards Chris that was talking to an officer. As I got closer the cop walked away. Chris ran his hand over his head. He looked at me as I got closer.
"Hey, are you ok?" He gave me a hug.
"Yeah fine. Nothing feels fractured."
"You still need to be treated." He told me.
"I'm fine." I told him.
"I see but I'm talking about if you have a concussion. You took like three rolls my guess."
"More like five."
"Sweetie, you need to get treated."
"Do you know what I need?"
"What do you need?" He wondered.
"A normal life. I can't do anything without having the worry of someone getting injured or worse, killed. All my friends know who I am, or should I just say the life I got sucked in to. I hate this and I don't want to deal with this anymore. I'm done with this shit already and it's only been a few weeks really. I just want a normal life Chris. I'm-I'm-I'm not able to handle this. I'm going to college soon. I want to be on the track team in school but I feel like I can't do anything. I feel like everyone around me is going to get hurt." I started to cry.
"We'll figure this out. I promise. I know you are strong enough to handle this also. Mentally and physically. We'll find who this is that-"
"Felix." I said.
"Who?" He's confused.
"I kind of interrogated one of the guys before I knocked him out. He only said that his name was Felix. Felix is the guy that gives him orders."
"Felix Pearce. We've been searching for him for awhile and we always think we are getting close but we never are. He moves around too much. We just get an empty room each time." Chris said.
"Look Chris, it's around nine in the morning. I've been driving for how many hours? Plus I just got hit by a truck and got two guys unconscious. I want to sleep. We can talk about what happened later. How about that?"
"Ok, but we will be getting you treated." He grinned.
"Yeah whatever." I smiled and rolled my eyes as he walked me towards his car.

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