WANTED

Ambushed{Twenty}

So almost every single night, Tyson and I would watch movies in his room, usually he'd be half interested in whatever we were watching, he'd spent the whole movie watching me watch the movie, I think that's super hot.
I would lean towards him and place a kiss on his cheek.
But tonight I wasn't interested in the movie, I was worried - about Tyson and I.
"T?" I said pausing the movie.

"Yeah," he answered turning his attention on me.

"Um...you know that once this whole fiasco is over...are you gonna go back to Spain?"

He sighed and ran his hand through his hair.
Of course, he was going back.
He only came to help me - not to stay.

I sighed and un - paused the movie," Never mind. You don't have to answer that."

He took the remote from my hands and paused the movie,"I think we should talk about it."

"There's nothing to talk about," I said, feeling the tears forming in my eyes,"You have already made your decision."

"If you want me to stay, I'll stay," he said.

"No, go. I don't want you to regret not going," I sighed wiping away the tears,"I'm not going to be that girlfriend that makes her boyfriend second guess himself."

"Courtney, like I said before, I'll do anything for you," he said.

I masked on a fake smile,"I need you to go to Spain and do whatever you're gonna do...but don't get caught."
He was about to say something but stopped and frowned.
He got up from the bed and walked to the window, he opened the curtains slightly and closed them.
He looked worried and even a little scared.

"T? What's going on?" I asked my heart beating fast.
Tyson being scared was never a good sign.
At all!

"Put on your shoes," he said trying to calm his voice.
I did as I was told.
He went to his drawer and took out a gun.
O - Kay,now I was scared.

"Guys, we've got a problem," he said into his earpiece, then be turned to me,"Some people are here, people who are not supposed to be here. We need to go."

"Who? Who is here?" I asked feeling light headed from how fast my heart was beating.

"FBI," he simply said,"And some of the gangs."

"Wait...the FBI? Gangs? At the same time? At the same place?" I chocked.

"No, I don't think they know that they are both here at the same time," he his face dead serious,"We need to go."
We ran out of the room and bumped into the rest of the guys.

"We don't know how...but they found us." Hacker said loading his gun.
In fact they all had guns, more than one.

"You know what to do." Tyson said,"C, let's go."
Tyson led me downstairs to where a garage was, he got inside and I did the same.
FBI?
Gangs?
But how...how did they find us?
This was seriously messed up.
He started the car and drove forward.
"Wait, won't they see the car?" I asked.

"I'm gonna use a secret tunnel to get out. The tunnel will lead us into the main road.
I nodded and he drove.

About ten minutes later we had made it to the main road.
I looked at the rear view mirror - no one was following us.
"How the hell did they find out where we were?" I asked.

"Someone ratted us out," he growled slamming his fists on the steering wheel.

I suddenly gasped when I remembered the guy who came to drop off the car, I didn't see him but I had a bad feeling.
I slammed my forehead,"Yesterday morning, Hacker said something about a guy dropping off a car. I don't know why but I had a bad feeling about it."

"Dropping off a car?" Tyson asked looking totally confused, then his expression darkened. He took his phone and started texting. Seconds later he got a reply,"Oh hell no!"

"T? What is it?" I asked not liking his expression at all.

"According to this guy that usually drops cars off for us, he did not drop off a car at the house. He's not even in the country!"

I gasped,"Are you saying some guy came here when he wasn't supposed to?"

Tyson nodded,"Either he was the FBI or one of the gang member. But how on earth did they find our location!"
This was not happening!
After all that hiding...it was all for nothing.

"Caleb what's going on there?" Tyson asked through his earpiece, I don't think he got the response he was looking for,"Damn it! How many? That many? Just do what you godda do."
Suddenly we heard a gun shot hit the back screen.
I screamed and ducked down, the bullets kept on coming.
Tyson sped up and and over took three cars in front of us.
I looked back and saw the police cars.
I took Tyson's gun and made my way to the back seat,"Don't slow down."
He nodded and kept on speeding.
Okay, problem.
I had never used a gun in my life...but hey when you're in a tough situation...you have to do what you have to.
Since it was night I had a problem seeing the faces of the gangs and FBI, but I could see the FBI's cars.
Since the back screen was literally shattered, I kicked it down to get a better view.
I aimed the gun at the wheels of the FBI's car and fire.
The car swerved off the road and crashed into unexpected coming cars going the opposite directions.
On my left, a guy shot at me, I ducked and shot back.
I missed.
They continued firing and the bullet almost got me on my arm, once again I ducked.
Things were not looking good.
Two Mercedes-Benz sandwiched us and started firing.
Tyson overtook four cars to lose them, but they weren't giving up that easily.
I aimed to the gang on my right and blew up his wheels, the guy tried to gain control, but crashed into one of the FBI's car.

"T, they aren't giving up," I shouted over the noise of the firing guns and screeching tires.

"Okay. Come and drive," he said getting out the drivers seat.
I took his place and handed him the gun, before he went to the back seat, he pressed the horn instead of it making that annoying sound, it glowed blue and the passenger seat popped open and revealed all types of guns.
Okay, now things just got real.

I enjoyed writing this chapter, I have secretly wanted to be in a car chase with my prince charming. crazy...I know. Who knew Courtney had a bad girl inside of her...GOSH!!!!!!!
I hope you guys loved this chapter ;-)
I kind of have bad news...okay maybe not bad news, but sad news.
I am almost finish with the book - yup.
("Are you crying?")
("No. I just have stuff in my eyes.")
("You call those stuff tears.")
("Shut up! You don't know what you're talking about.")
("Whatever. ")
Sorry about that( awkward laugh)
I was having a conversation with my inner self.
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Dinela
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