Last chance (Bwwm/Interracial)

53:Into the night

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Tristan

It was the middle of the night and Candy are running in the middle of the road from some freaks wearing mask and on skates with katanas chasing us.

What the fuck did I get myself in to.

"Turn here we can lose them." Candy told me.

I quickly followed her she was right."

"We lost them I said lookin around the corner.

"Good we only a block away now." Said.

We walked straight down the block and before I knew it was standing beside Candy at a red apartment door on and old brick building.

"I can't believe you got in the ghetto." I muttuted.

"Shut up." She snapped.

Then she knocked on the door.

The door opened to stand a tall Hispanic man he looked younger than me.

As soon as the door opened he had pointed at me.

"It's ME!" Candy cried out.

He narrowed his eyes at me.

He lowered his gun.

Then his eyes went to Candy.

он коп?
(Is he a cop? *Russian)

Candy looked at me.

He's askin are you a cop?

I looked at him already annoyed with Candy at this point.

"No I'm not a fucking cop a scoffed.

Candy shoved him out of the way as we walked inside.

Once inside and the door closed behind us the guy looked at me at Candy.

What are you doing here? He asked

"You were the closet person we could get to.

He looked confused.

"What's going on?"

"Some shit went down and we had to get away from Mike." Candy explained.

His eyes got big.

"Mental Mike..."

Candy nodded.

He look back at me and Candy.

"Yall gotta get the hell out of here."

"Come on P please." Candy pleaded.

P shook his head.

"No i don't need that fool coming over here.

"He doesn't know where we are." Candy explained.

"For him he probably find you in ten minutes."

"I promise he won't." Candy said.

He looked at us.

"Did anyone familiar see you two come over here?" he questioned.

"Look man no one saw us the only people that seen us was wearing mask and there was some clowns with a flam thrower." I said irritated.

"He looked me up and down.

He was short and fat.

"Hey back the hell up off me." I growled.

He looked at me.

"Fine you only got an hour to figure something out and the moment some trouble comes in kicking y'all out."

"Ok." Candy said.

Candy and I made our way to the small red couch I took a seat and looked around the small apartment I could see the kitchen right by me.

He left the room.

"Candy looked at me.

"Tristan..."

I put my hand up.

"I don't need no long story I need to know what are we going to do." I ordered

Candy looked at me she knew that when I'm.serious I don't like playing around.

She sighed.

"Ok I was planning on coming here and hiding out a bit until things calmed down and get some weapons.
Then we go all the way on the west side of town to this bar owned by retired cop we would be safe there until this was over."

I looked at her.

"How?" I asked.

"The bar is a safe space basically I promise you we will be fine."

I huffed.

"Tristan can I tell you something?"

I looked at Candy.

"The only thing on my mind is surviving tonight that should be on yours too I'm going back home with or without you."

Candy said nothing and turned her head.

Which was good because now was not the time to fuck with me.

Soon I hear a loud thump.

I look to see P standing in the doorway.

"Mike is coming y'all gotta go." he said in a panic.

"How are we gonna get out of here I said.

There was a loud bang on the door.

"The fire escape." P said.

Candy and I ran over and climed out on to the fire escape.

As soon we made it down I could hear the door being kicked down.

Followed by gunshots as we ran into the night.

So what do y'all think?

Is Mike going to find Candy and Tristan?

What does Candy want to tell Tristan?