Oops! This image does not follow our content guidelines. To continue publishing, please remove it or upload a different image.
• • •
A hail of gunfire flew around the room between 4 on site security guards and the 5 boys Chresanto, JJ, Elijah, Richie and Malik. Each of them ducking and hiding behind several different objects. They killed each guard almost effortlessly. When it was all clear they continued to grab the money they could. "Nigga we gotta go now! What the fuck are you waiting for?!" Elijah yelled at his friends. JJ was standing still looking down in the direction Chresanto was. They stood looking at their fallen friend. Malik sat on the floor holding onto his lifeless brother who was bleeding profusely from his side. His face emotionless.
"What.." Elijah came from around the table that blocked his view. "Rich.. Richie?" He didn't know what to do. "Y'all we gotta go! We gotta split up the girls and dip, we don't have time right now."
Malik shook his head and rocked back and forth lightly. Every single memory with his older twin brother flashed through his head. Images of his brother smiling, laughing and being goofy went on and on and he couldn't believe he didn't make it. "It was supposed to be us Richard! Us and the boys!" He cried tightening the grip on his brothers shirt.
"Come on man we gotta go." Chresanto said helping his friend up.
JJ was speechless. Of all people Richie wasn't the one he'd think would get shot in a moment like this. They all made a run for it holding several bags of money.
"Why the fuck did I let y'all talk me into robbing a fucking bank?! Never again, dumb asses." Chresanto scoffed.
They ran out of the bank doors with just a few moments before the police got to the blood bath of a bank. They hopped in the getaway car and drove further downtown all while removing their clothing and disguises. Chresanto called Shania to let her know they were more than halfway there and that the girls should be ready.
"I better fucking see y'all in Mexico! We can't do shit else if all of us ain't in Mexico!" Elijah said while pulling into the parking lot of the hotel. The girls were already waiting for them in the front, carrying nothing but their phones and purses. They hopped out of the car and began splitting up to their seperate cars.
"Where's Richie?" A girl asked.
They all paused for a minute as they seen Malik get out of the back seat and slam the door and storm off to his car.
"Uh.. Rich didn't.. He didn't make it." Elijah said softly. Her face turned from happiness to sadness in seconds before he even finished his sentence. She walked over to Malik and hugged him tightly. At least they still had each other.
Shania ran over to Chresanto and hugged him. "I'm glad you're okay." She said then stepped back to look at him. He smiled at her then his face changed into one of pain. He began coughing and blood crept from his mouth. He looked down and moved his hand from his chest to reveal a bullet wound that wasn't there before.
