Target(H2OVanoss)

Part 143 - Help from the FBI

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(Tyler POV)
I closed the suitcase, grabbing my laptop. I heard Craig in the living room, throwing things here and there. I quickly fast walked, almost running, out of the room.

"Hurry up, baby," I shouted, taking my shoes on.

"B-but I have no idea if we have everything!" He yelled at me, panicking.

"Fuck everything, we don't have time."

I already opened the door, when I saw three men leaving the car in front of my car. I noticed their guns.

Fuck!

I quickly smashed the door again, locking it. I ran to the kitchen.

"Craig! Drop everything. Here are my things, you need to fucking run. There's the door in the back leading out."

I quickly shoved him my suitcase with the laptop, pushing him the way the door was.

"What? Wait! What about y-you?" He turned himself my way.

"I'll hold them back, you now go."

I quickly pecked his lips, pushing him to go.

"No! N-no, I won't leave without you!"

He grabbed my shoulders, desperately looking into my eyes. I heard a bullets behind the door, my body filling with adrenaline.

"Run!"

I pushed him, running towards my guns in the kitchen. I quickly made sure they were loaded, hiding behind the wall. The door smashed opened and I quickly peeked. 

There were three people, fully equipped. I didn't recognized any of them, but I did know I was fucked. There was no way I could leave this room alive, I needed to buy Craig as much time as he needed.

"Stop hiding you fucker!" One of them yelled from the hallway.

"Wildcat! We fucking know what you have done. You're gonna pay for Luke's death."

Shit, shit, shit.

I had two options. First one was trying to kill them, but with zero chance to survive. Second was harder, trying to convince them on some terms. In both options there was the dying part.

"Where are you?!" The same man yelled, getting closer.

I needed to decide and I needed to decide fast. Taking a deep breath, I firmed my thoughts.

"Boys, let's talk about this!" I shouted, hearing they're moments stopped.

"Talk about what? About the way we're gonna kill you?" The unspoken voice shouted.

The footsteps got closer and I gripped the gun tighter.

There goes my decision.

As I saw the back of the man, I quickly shot, winning the surprise attack. I made a ran towards the window, when I got shot into the leg.

Growling in pain, I fell my face first. I tried to get back on my legs, but I felt their boot on my back, keeping me down. My breath became heavier, as I tried to breath out the pain in my leg.

"You're dead," the one growled.

"You said that already. Shoot me," I growled.

"You killed Luke, now you killed our friend. You don't deserve the merciful death."