The Forbidden Door

I cant think of a name for this chapter

So I jump into Evs hummvee and sitting in the backseat is my best friend of all time, just after Ev of course, is Staci. I wave hi and she flips me off. We both just laugh and yell at Ev to fucking floor it. We went flying off a cliff. Thank god Staci knows all the spells like, ever. We floated across no problem. Gun shots plincked off of the trucks armor plated outside. We were rumbling down the road when I asked him, "What was that thing you always tried to tell me you had? The one to get in the door really easy."
"So now you want it? 6 and a half years later? No. You can't have them," Ev replied stubbornly. I knew this would be the case, so I just held a big ass knife to his throat. For some reason, that knife does wonders in getting information from people. "OKAY, OKAY, SHIT, I forgot how aggressive you are. I have two emp grenades that will kill all power to the entire town for 15 minutes. That means sentry towers, sniper bots, tazers, I made sure of that one for you, and everything to do with electricity. All of it will go down. It will be a huge light show, but the exact opposite." I was giddy with excitement. "Hey James, remember that time behind that 7-11......,"
"Yes Staci, of course I remember. You keep reminding me. I know that was the best sex ever. Now can we get off this topic and make sure we don't fucking die right here?" I asked, somewhat turned on, yet a little annoyed at the same time.
"Yeah, Ev, LETS FUCKING GO!" She yelled at Ev. This is the Staci I know and love. Very loud. Very aggressive. Very god damn sexy. Okay, off topic, sorry. It's oka...... CARL, IF YOU DONT SHUT YOUR GOD DAMN MOUTH, I WILL SET YOU ON FIRE. But that would kill you too. STOP JUSTIFYING ME, I WILL FIGURE OUT A WAY TO KILL YOU. Oh my god, please do, that would be great. Yep, i am with She-Ra on this one. Thank you guys. Carl, if you don't say another words for the rest of this trip, I'll eat some cookies for you. Deal? DONT ANSWER THAT. Okay. Ev sucks at driving, so I took the wheel. He grabbed his RPG and hit 6 trucks from the passenger seat. It was pretty dope if you ask me. Staci manned, well womanned, shut up, the mini gun on the roof*. I forgot how good of a shot she was. They killed off the rest of the guards and made it back to the old hideout. "Jesus fuck James, what rank criminal are you?" Ev asked me.
"6 star."
"Jesus fucking Christ. You need help."
I really do, don't I.

*this is poking fun at the names of the car seats we called out on a friends birthday party. Mini gun was the seat on the roof that wasn't there.