Hmmmm lets make it a mafia story
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I was just walking down the streets. I wanted to stop by the candy shop and get my siblings some licorice. As I was gazing through the glass jar of candy, debating whether I should buy three each or five each, a man walked in, making the bell jingle loud in my ears.
I spun and saw a tall man behind me trying to get a good look at the candy I was looking at. I nodded in an apology for being in his way.
All he did was scoff and stare at the candy. Feeling nervous, I moved to the other side of the store looking at lollipops. I stared at a few flavored ones and a few rainbow ones.
I heard the door fly open with a man yelling, "BOSS! They're here!" The man at the other end of the store sped walk towards the door. About to get out of the store, gunshots went through the windows and almost shot the man. I fell to the floor and the man ran to me and shielded me.
The gunshots rang through my ears and soon the man covered my ears for me. He slowly pushed me behind the counter, where the dead owner laid. I was about to scream until the man covered my mouth. "Quiet" was all he said. I covered my mouth and nodded yes. He went onto his knee and whipped out a gun from his hip holster. He shot and ducked down multiple times.
Once it was over he lifted me up and examined my body. "Jesus." He stated. I then look down to see what he was looking at.
"Oh my god! My stomach!" I touched the hole in my tummy, immediately pulling hand back.
"Don't touch it!"
"I'm sorry! I've never been shot!"
"You still would touch a gunshot wound!?"
"I-I don't know!"
"Well I mean now you do! Fuck! This is sad."
"What's sad? The fact that I have never been shot before and you're aiming a gun over a candy store counter because someone is shooting at you!?"
"Well kind of! It's the fact that you got dragged into this. I can't just let you leave. You'll tell the police!"
"Yeah I'll tell the police! We just got shot at! Why wouldn't you call the police?!"
"God damn. You're yelling is annoying."
"We just got shot at!"
"You're stubborn. Listen ma'am, quit yelling, you're gonna lose more blood."
The man grabbed my hand and pulled me out of the shop. He nudged me into the car and got into the drivers seat. Another man sat in the passengers seat, then a woman came in and sat next to me.
The man in the passengers seat turned around gave me a smile. "I'm William!"
The lady then acquainted herself as Karla.
William then laughed and hit the man. "Cmon. Tell her your name."
"She's gonna learn it either way." Karla stated.
"Zack." The ma- Zack went back to focusing on his driving rather than the rest of the souls in the car.
"Don't worry, he is just stressed." The woman next to me whispered.
After a little while, we pulled up to a HUGE house. Bigger than Jake Paul's. "Wow..." I blurted out, trying to take in everything that was in front of me.
Zack opened up his door, walked to me, grabbed my hand and dragged me towards the door.
"Handle a lady with care zack!"
