Don't give up on me.

THIRTY SIXTH

Johum looked at him momentarily forgetting about the pain in her arm and slowly followed him as he went out of the room. Zayan picked up his gun from the table in the living room and walked towards the main entrance door. Johum should be scared of him, the way he had his guns at every point in the house but she was not scared anymore. She knew the real him. She knew he was a gangster and was a killer, all the bad things that he had done and all the things that he was made to do.

Zayan yanked the door open and looked around, he didn't let her out of the house but when they both spotted a broken flower pot on the ground at the same time, she relaxed.

"It must have been a cat or something..." Johum rubbed her wrist softly, "let's go inside."

"It can't be a cat." He shook his head, "someone was here or is still here." As soon as he had finished talking, he let out a yell and crumbled on the floor while cradling his leg. Johum screamed when she noticed the dart on his thigh and the sweat that started appearing on his forehead. She knew she was in danger and someone was there just like he said.

Johum snatched the gun from Zayan's hand and pulled him inside the house before shutting the door and locking it. She crouched down in front of him and with shaking hands she pulled out the dart. Zayan growled in pain and closed his eyes tightly.

"Call someone, Atesh, Slade anyone— just call them." He breathed out through gritted teeth and pushed his phone in her hands. Johum still stared at him in shock, not being able to get over the look of pain on his face, "just do it, I'm fine." Johum licked her lips and nodded. Placing the gun on the floor besides her, she didn't pay attention to Zayan when he got up and stumbled upstairs.

She knew he had been shot with neurotic dart and that shit is painful. Johum dialed the number when the main door was kicked open making her scream blue murder. The phone fell from her hand when she looked up at the intruder. He was wearing black combat pants, a leather jacket and a mask over his face. Johum was shaking on the floor, she still had the gun but she didn't know if it was loaded or not and she didn't know how to load it

He stepped forward with his gun pointed at her head and she was pretty sure it was the end, she would die now. But the girlish scream that left the intruder's mouth when he was shot in the arm made her realize that he was indeed a she. Johum knew who it could be before she could even think about it.

Johum turned around and found Zayan running down the stairs with his black jacket on along with keys in his hand. He grabbed Johum by the arm and hauled her up. She stumbled on her feet but ran with him when he rushed outside. Rua was still groaning in pain and Johum guessed that Zayan already knew she was not alone when he decided to leave her there and run for their lives. Because as soon as they were in front of garage, two men jumped over the wall of the house and ran towards them. Zayan entered the garage and swung his leg over a metallic heavy bike which made Johum almost to lose her consciousness.

"Get on and hold this." He gave her a gun, "and shoot them okay?" Johum looked at him like he was crazy. "Get the fuck on Johum!!" Johum nodded and got on the bike even though she was scared out of her wits. "Wear this, hurry up." He pressed the race of bike making it zoom and Johum to squeal. She put on the helmet and wrapped one arm around his waist while the other one held the gun. The men blocked the garage exit as soon as Zayan started the bike.

"Shoot!" Zayan ordered

"What! No!" She stared at the gun in disgust. One of the men fired a bullet that went straight past their heads.

"Shoot Johum or I'm gonna fucking shoot you! Don't be a —" he was cut of when Johum pressed the trigger and startled the men but still missed the bullet. The bullet hit the roof making Zayan curse like a sailer.