As we were raiding the cash register from the little grocery store we were currently robbing, we heard the sirens a few blocks away. Yes, they were that loud.
"Shit. They gonna get us this time." Tyler, another gang member and my best friend, swears.
"Where's the spirit, Ty?" I ask sweetly.
He tried to say a comeback, but my brother Marcos, cuts him off.
"Not now guys. Grab what you can in... 2 minutes", he decides then continues, "then we seriously got to leave. Got it?" He says.
"Got it, boss."
"Sure thing, bossaroni."
"Cool."
"Derp!"
"Whatever." That last was from me.
The sirens just got a little louder.
"Damn they're close. We probably got like a minute." I say.
"Well, then. Tyler, Nick, and Karla grab anything within arms reach, put it in the bags. Chris, Charlie, and I will get the rest of the money from the cash register. Go!" He commands.
(A\N: Karla is the only girl in Marcos' gang)
"Sir yes sir!" I reply loudly and mock salute him. He just teasingly glares at me then mock salutes back.
I then smile evilly at him and turn around to grab a pack of tampons. I throw them at him and he yelps in surprise. Then he realizes what they are so he throws them to Chris who throws them at Charlie. I laughing so hard that I'm hunched over, grabbing my stomach in pain. I feel something hit my face and I look at the ground; the tampons. I just laugh some more and bend down to pick them up.
"Aww, thanks guys. How'd you know I was on my period?" I ask sweetly, a smirk on my face.
"Well, for one you're a bitch-"
*Slap!*
I just slapped Tyler in the face interrupting him in the process.
"Don't you ever call me a bitch again," I grit out at him, "you know how much I hate that word."
"Sorry Karlie."
"You better be-"
Then out of the corner of my eye I see red and blue lights.
"Shit." I swear.
"I don't care if you're in the middle of grabbing something or putting something in your bag, pack up now and RUN!" Marco yells then sprints toward the back door Charlie and Chris following after.
I grab all the Funyuns, stuff them in my bag, then I run after Marcos to not only catchup with him but not be arrested.
"Karla!" Tyler calls out to me. I spin around and look to see Tyler trying to carry his bag- his bag full of condoms! He stuffed his bag with all the condoms that were in the store. Does a store really need that many condoms?! Jesus.
"Tyler! Leave the damn condoms!" I yell. I've been arrested before and the women in those cells... Ugh.
"No. Help me!"
"No. Nick, please grab your brother so I don't have to see Loraine again." I say replaying the memory of Loraine. That crazy psychotic bitch. Okay, what in anyones right mind would it be okay to put a child-molester with a CHILD?!
"Karla. Come hit this fool so we can go." Nick yells at me.
"Okay, okay." I walk up to Tyler and punch him in the jaw and he instantly lets go of the bag to grab his jaw in pain.
"What was that for?" we didn't answer him, Nick and I grabbed both of his arms and dragged him out of the back door of the store.
"No! Take me back. Take me back!" he says struggling with us but its too late, we already left the building.
"Tyler's. I'll buy you the damn condoms. Now c'mon cuz' I'm so not in the mood to be arrested today. And it all your fault that my moods ruined!" I yell
"What I do?" He yells back at me.
"You called her a Bitch. We all know that if we or any one calls her that, justice will be served." Nick says in a creepily calm voice.
"Freeze!" We turn around to see a cop running toward us.
"I hope you boys are up for a race!" I shout before I took off running, the sound of Nick and Tyler's feet crunching on the gravel. The cop still shouting in the background for us to stop.
Pop! Pop!
"Tyler!" Nick shouts and I turn around to see Tyler face down on the ground, Nick flipping him over and letting out a growl of anger and sadness.
"No! Tyler!' I shout and run to where Tyler's lifeless body lay. I try to see if he's okay but Nick roughly shoves me away.
"Don't touch him!" He yells tears streaming down his face.
"Nick we need to go." I say, my own tears spilling over.
"No we can't leave him."
"Nick, we're gonna end up just like him if we don't leave. Think of your family, Nick."
He nods slowly and bends over to kiss Tyler on the forehead before standing. We run the corner to the car. We hop in and everyone looks at us expectation in their eyes.
"Tyler?" Marco asks hopefully. Nick and I shake our heads slowly in sadness.
"Dammit! Dammit! Dammit!" Marco shouts while hitting the steering wheel repeatedly before resting his head on the steering wheel and letting out a sob. Everyone is in shocks because Marcos never cries. At the sight of him crying it finally hits me. Tyler is dead. And he's never coming back. Ever. What am I going to tell Taylor?
