Guns and Knives Don't Bring Hope

Chapter 2

I had only changed into some small black shorts with a red top halfway on when Louis himself just barged through the door.

"Really?!" I shouted, "You couldn't knock?!"

"Nope, now lets go."

"Where"

"My place, now get your overnight bag and let's go."

Was he serious?! Overnight bag?! "Ummm, no," I told him firmly.

"So you'd rather wear the same clothes until I'm done with you?" He asked, "Okay with me."

Wait a second..i didn't just say that...whats wrong with me!

Before I could change my answer he had already grabbed my arm and dragged me to his car.

No turning back now I guess...well since I'm already dead as is...

"Why the hell do you always go to the same club?"

Yup, I'm on my death bed and I'm questioning the guy who is probably driving me to my death. I'm soooo smart.

"What?!" He snarled

"It's stupid and predicable, so why?"

"None of your business!"

"Oooo snappy. Did I upset the big bad gang leader?" I asked in a baby voice.

.....Silence....

Glancing out the window I realized there was a car behind us, a little too close for my liking.

"Umm, Lou-" I started.

"Silence, I'm busy."

At least he notices...the gun!!! I quickly ducked, yet sadly Louis didn't notice in time. He was hit.