Lethal || k.nj & l.m ✔️

XVIII

Lalisa's POV

The ride to the gun range is silent, I slowly look at BamBam and he just stares forward. It's my fault that he got punished, it should've been me, not him. This is so ridiculous, Namjoon is such an ass. I grab a hold of BamBam's hand, and a grin works up on his serious face. He looks at me and smiles, I then feel sad for some reason. I pick his hand up and press it against my lips, "I'm sorry." I say against his skin, quietly.

He shakes his head and still grins at me, making me frown. I lean against him as I hold his arm. The drive is for a while, until we finally arrive to a warehouse of some sort. "We'll be here until sunset, tell Sehun to arrange the hotel rooms again and to send another escort car." Namjoon tells the driver. "Of course." The driver answers. Namjoon looks around the inside of the car, "Let's go." He says.

We all get up and exit the escort car, Namjoon leads the way as we walk up to the warehouse. When we walk up to the door, Namjoon punches in a code and the door opens. He walks in first and we all follow behind, I hold onto BamBam. When I step through the door, I'm very surprised about how the inside looks compared to the outside of the warehouse. The inside is really nice, nicer than the safe house we were in.

The walls are a deep grey, for each shooting window, there's a glass protector. On the west side of the shooting range dozens of guns are displayed. The metal door closes and automatically locks behind me. The area is well lit with rows of lights. Everyone automatically walks up to the guns that are displayed. "Ah, feels so nice to touch one of these babies again." CL says, she picks up a rather large handgun. "Desert Eagle 50ae pistol baby." She tells me.

I raise my eyebrows, "Wow CL, isn't it heavy?" I ask, causing everyone to laugh, even BamBam. "Oh little sister, you're so funny." Gummy says. Jackson walks over and grabs a machine gun, and I only know the name of the gun because it's an obvious gun everyone knows, the M16. Namjoon grabs several handguns and walks over to the windows for shooting.

He places three at one and three at another, "Lalisa, come here." He says in a low tone. I walk over to him and everyone continues to grab guns before they place them in a chosen window as well. "I got you the smallest hand pistols, Okay?" Why is he being so nice!? I just nod to him, he pulls my wrist gently and stands me in the correct spot. "Here."

With a very swift movement he pushes a button on the gun and a black long metal thing falls out of the gun, which I know it's the clip that holds the bullets, it falls into his hand before he places it on the area in the window that we're standing in. He hands me the smallest pistol and I take it, it's still pretty heavy. "Stand with your feet shoulder length apart, don't flex your leg muscles or you'll fall back. Just make sure that your stance is firm."

I do exactly as he tells me, "Bend your knees." He explains me. "You need strong arms to control the jolt of the gun, or you can hurt yourself and others." He tells me. "Show me how you think you hold the gun." He stands there and stares at me. I lift my arms and hold the gun with both hands. He nods slightly, "You have the idea." He says. "Your dominant had is going to hold the gun right here." I switch my hands and hold the gun with my right hand.

"And your left hand over your right." He places his hands on mine, he pulls my right index finger and places it above the trigger. "You don't move your finger onto the trigger, until you know that you're going to shoot and mean it." He tells me, I nod. He then nods behind me and BamBam hands me safety goggles and earplugs to cancel out the sound of the gun shots.

I set down the gun and take them from his hands. I quickly pull in the goggles and put in one of the earplugs so I can still hear him. "I'm going to put in the clip, don't you dare point this gun at anyone or put your finger on the trigger while you're walking around." He tells me, I'm not that stupid. I nod, "Don't be so surprised when you can still hear the gun shots." He then quickly pushes the clip back into the gun and clocks back the gun, pulling a bullet into the chamber.