Double 0 Idiot

Chapter 3- 'Well damn Jacky!'

Okay I've never really heard a gunshot and trust me it's scarier in real life.

I almost consider running away. But I really really need my laptop. I remember to turn off the siren noises, the perfect little neighborhood become eerily quiet, no kids laughing, no dogs barking, everything is quiet. Before I can second guess myself, I am already inside, making sure the door is still slightly open, so I still have an exit.

Judging from the strange woman's footsteps and believe me I could hear them, she was in the back garden. I take tentative steps towards the back of the house, where I thought I heard the siren noises. I see my laptop on the kitchen counter, it's open, and it looks like someone tried getting in, but failed, I mentally pat myself on the back. I quickly take long strides to the laptop and place the laptop inside my bag and quickly make a move to leave. I only stop when I see what's happening in the back garden.

The garden is big with grass that looks like it hasn't been cut for a long time and high fences, blocking out any view from the outside, or blocking what's inside from the outside world? I mean not to judge, this woman just might not be a clean freak. To each their own I guess.

In the middle of the garden is a large shed, the door is open, and the large woman is arguing with another larger man, who I assume is Barry from her hysterical screaming earlier. Though it did seem strange she reacted in the way she did, yeah I'm scared of loud sounds too but what did she say... 'they've come for us'? Hmmm what did she do that made her scared of the police to that extent?

I'm about to start walking away and mind my own business, especially since they have not spotted me yet. But something keeps pulling my attention to this pile near their feet, it seems to be the topic of their arguing. When the pile moves, I realise it's a man, his feet, and hands, are tied up with rope and his mouth gagged with a cloth. His body is facing away from the couple and while he struggles with the rope, he catches me peeking out at him from the edge of the door.

Now I'm no hero, but also don't think about things logically before doing them. That was never really my best quality. Before I know it my feet are already on the move.

The man notices my failed attempts of being spy-like and regards me with suspicion and curiosity. He didn't look scared, though he was completely helpless. Thankfully the couple are so engrossed in their argument that they don't notice me; slowly creeping away from my hiding spot, behind the kitchen door, and running to the side of the shed. Or what can be perceived as running, more like wading myself through the large mass of overgrown grass. Eww gross, I just felt something running over my boot.

"Did you see that... that blur?", asks Barry. I guess watching 'The Flash' made me fast. Technically that's not physically possible- but I'd sure like to think so.

"I told you to stop smoking so much weed it's actually starting to mess with your vision", The woman shouts.

"Well damn Jacky, living with your fat ass has made me depressed. I need the weed to stop myself from killing you and then myself", counters Barry.

I move my way to the back of the shed as quietly as I can without making too much noise from the stupid grass moving about. I crouch down when I get to the back, allowing the foliage to hide me. Damn I would make a good spy! I listen through the slightly open window above me.

"Honestly Barry you are such a fucking idiot"- Jacky exclaims.

"I was surprised, that's all! I heard the sirens and picked up my shotgun and ran to the shed, that's when I saw him. Your shouting just surprised me, and I ended up shooting the guy"- Barry explains.

Shit the man on the floor is injured?

They made shuffling noises and I felt a bang on the wall I was leaning on. Their footsteps become faint and I peer over the side of the shed to see them walking towards the house and shutting and locking the door. Well there goes my escape route. Shit. Shit. Shit. There was no way to front garden from here, well done Aiyla, look what your stupidity got you into? Well while I'm here I can try helping my fellow trespasser.