The Predicaments

[3] Harold Santiago

" Fuck you Vlad!" I shout. Bullets are being fired everywhere and it's taking me a lot not to get shot. It's also taking me a lot to not leap over Jade and wring that fuckers neck. I am so tired of all his stupid ass antics getting us into situations like this!

All of f his ideas either land us in a shootout or someone gets killed!

"When this is over I plan to go to McDonald's and get two bacon double cheeseburgers!" I glace over to Vlad and Jade who are huddling as close and low as possible. "We need to move from here!"

"No shit Harold!" Vlad shouts. "Any moment they're going to find us and make it rain bullets! Stop complaining about your hunger you fat fuck and help me think of a way out of this mess!"

Rude.

"Oh shit!" Screams Jade as a bullet whizzes past mere inches from her left ear. With a bold move, she peers over the top of the boulder than reclines back down. "Guys, there are like three pick-up trucks heading our way." She breathes, trying to breathe in steadily. I know we'd be really fucked if she had an asthma attack.

I peer around the edge of the boulder and curse. "Anybody got a gun?"

Vlad and Jade both give me their dirtiest looks.

Well fuck.

Jade digs around in her boot and pulls out a gun. "Here." She gives it to Vlad. "It's all I got. Honestly, what have I told you about leaving your guns places knowing we could get ambushed any moment?" She scolds.

Vlad rolls his eyes. "Alright, it looks like they've stopped shooting. For now, you two get out of here. I'm gonna slow them down."

"But what about you?" Jade asks. Shit, she doesn't even know, I'm ready to hippity hoppity the fuck out of there.

Vlad gives her one of those 'I-may-or-may-not-come-back-alive' kisses and pushes her in my direction. He nods to me and I grab her hand, making a run for it. I may be thick but I can run. I'm not fat you know.

From afar, I look over my shoulder as Jade is doing and glace at Vlad. He's aiming for the trucks wheels. One shot after another.

BANG. BANG. BANG.

The wheels on the truck now have holes in 'em and they're slowing down. I curse when I see Vlad throwing the gun to the ground. He's out of ammo. Fuck if the car hadn't been blown up we would've had ammo and still escaped.

Vlad stands with his hands in the air, ready for open fire. Jade is screaming but I cover her mouth, not wanting to attract attention. There have got to be at least thirty or forty guys in each truck. Each of them with bullets and probably endless magazines of guns. There's no way-

BOOM.

What in the fuck.

Did all three trucks just-

What?

"Jade! Harold! Quit standing there! C'mon!" I hear Vlad's voice ring out.

"C'mon Harold! You're going to become roast fat man if you don't hurry up let's go!" Jade pulls me along and suddenly we're in a truck. Vlad is driving through the tree's like a mad man.

"How did they explode!" I ask loudly and Vlad grins.

"One does not simply kill the boss and go to burn drugs without leaving a few bombs behind." He says. Jade is breathing heavily in the backseat, calming herself. Shit, I should've known Vlad would do something like that.

"I can't wait to get home and shower." Jade says, peeling at her dirty clothes.

"I can't wait to eat." I say, leaning back in the seat. It's been a long night and I cal already see myself in McDonald's at three in the morning eating two bacon double cheeseburgers after my own shower.

My car... that was my car. I just paid that shit off too!