GRAVITY | zion kuwonu

17

Skylar's pov

16 days.
I had been here for 16 days. I was losing my mind, crying on the inside. The girls were a mess as well. They had circles around their eyes as big as the universe and their pigtails were hanging loose.

Most of the time, the room was quiet. Talking just needed so much energy. "We're going to be okay. Okay?" I told the girls. We hadn't been talking for a while now and as scary as it sounds, I had to know if they were still alive.

"Okay."
"Alright."

Minutes (that felt like hours) later, we heard someone at the door. The girls and I immediately sat up straight because Liam hated it when we would slouch in our seats.

But when the door flew open it wasn't him.
"Who the fuck are you guys?" The old man in the doorway asked.
"Please, help us. We have been held captive for the last sixteen days. We're dying."
The man shocked and heavily nodded his head. "Alright! Let me call the police!" He answered, running further into the house on his skinny legs.

Not long after that we heard a gunshot and later Liam appeared in the doorway. "Who the fuck was that?!"

I shrugged. "I actually don't know. But Liam please, what have the girls ever done to you. Please let us go? It's not too late to stop what you're doing right now. Please."
"You're right. And that's why I inserted a bomb underneath the house. Tomorrow we'll all give Jesus a quick visit."

The girls started letting out small whimpers and tears were running down they're cheeks. "No!" I yelled. "You can't do that, Li! The girls are so young, they have a lot they wish they could do in their loves! Please. Give them a chance."

He sighed, and stroke the back of his neck.
"No."

Zion's pov

The sheriff just received a call. A cab-driver had just heard gunshot at a place right outside town.
"It's a small little house in the bushes, the cab driver said.

"I'm really really sorry Kuwonu, but I have to check this out. I will be back as soon as I can." And just like that, he left.

third person

As the sherriff was leaving, Zion started putting on his coat and made himself ready to leave as well. The sherriff and the deputy drove for what seemed like hours until they arrived at their destiny. 

The sherriff knocked as loud he could on the door but with no luck so they decided to just go in. The first thing they found were two bodies on the ground. One was a old man and the other a young lady. The lady. The crazy one. 

Slowly the sherrif approached the door that was at the end of the hall as the deputy called for backup. In one kick he opened the door to only be pointed at his head by a gun and a young male who could possibliy be Liam, since Marell was here. "Drop the gun, sir." Deputy said as he came around the corner, holding his gun to Liam's head. 

Slowly Liam did so.