"What the hell was that about?"
"Yeah,Angel...what the hell was that about?" I snarled at Daniel before shifting my gaze back out the window."The question was for you,Daniel,not her."
"Oh..."
"Yeah,'Oh." I mimicked.
"He was asking for it."
"He wasn't asking for anything,he wasn't even talking to you.So there was no reason for you to pull it out." "Hehe.Pull it out." he giggled.
"Daniel,seriously."
"Look,can we talk about this when we get home or something...I just....ugh,shut up Drew." Drew let out a long sigh before fully focusing on the road.The silence was too akward,so I had to."Nice weather today,wouldn't you agree?"Silence.So,I continued."Very different from our usual weather.Y'know,humid,and sweaty....clamy-" "God,Angel,shut up!"
"Jeez,Daniel.Someones in a bad mood,who gave you the bitchy quakes this morning?"
"Your mom."
"You guys argue to damn much,and both f y'all are so lame.Bitchy quakes.....ha..." Both Daniel and I glared at Drew.He looked at us and batted his lashes innocently."I ain't did nothin wrong." he defended.
"I got you,Drew.You'll pay....even if it means burning that stuffed animal you hide in your closet."Drew turned to Daniel with wide eyes"I swear if you touch moochie,you die."
"Focus on the road!" I yelled just as an Rolls Royce Ghost stopped next to us and pulls out what seems to be a .45 trifle."Drew!!Gun!!!" he whipped his head around and quickly ducked as bullets started to fly.The car came to a halt as the bullets continued.
"Stay low!!" Drew yelled.The bullets slowed and finally stopped.Loud crunching could be heard as some one approached the car,each step slowly killing me knowing I might die today.Just as the steps stopped Drew sat straight and put the gun to the mans throat,breathing slowly,he pulled the trigger.I hid my head back down into my arms as blood splattered everywhere,but Drew didn't seem to mind.He simply wiped his eyes with his right hand,his left still holding the gun very steady.He opened the car door Daniel following him as they crept around to the Rolls Royce.As Daniel opened the car door two men jumped out with their own trifles and such.I was in a huge panick mode,I squirmed inside the car carefully so I couldn't be seen.I looked around me frantically,looking behind me,next to me,and finally under the seat to find an AK 47? What the hell? Why would they put that under a seat,highly irresponsible.I lifted the heavy metal with my shaky,and clammy hands resting the very end of the gun where the broken windows were suppose to be.I slowed my breaths,and prayed silently that I wouldn't shoot Drew.....or Daniel,I think.I put pressure on the trigger once,all the guys jumped a little and looked around but the they still all had their guns up straight at each other,not budging until someone is dead.I took another shot this time taking one of the men down shooting him in his knee.Again,I fired and he fell limp.I felt pride,and then huge pressure on my chest knowing that today,I killed someones son.I pushed the thoughts aside quickly focusing on survival,I looked back up to see that from far away the last man had now two guns,one to the boys,and the other.....to me.My breathing quickened as I arranged myself one more time before my finger messily swam in my own palm sweat and pulled the trigger.Right in between the eyes,he stood straight for a second as blood drizzled from the hole I had made,and mouth before falling flatly on his face.They ran to me looking ay me with wide eyes.As they arranged themselves in the car Daniel turned to me."How the hell did you do that?! that was amazing!! for a beginner,that last shot was incredible,and he just died all dramatically like in the movies!!"
"Alright,Daniel.Settle down,Angel,good shot but you most likely got lucky,often times you don't have time to concentrate on where you want the bullet to go,especially when your men are falling dead at your feet." I stayed silent and kept my gaze on my still sweaty and trembling hands."Yes,sir."
