That unpredictable thug love

Chapter(24) Cross Fire.

☆Major's P.O.V☆

The nigga Bones had sent to the back had come back with another nigga.
When he turned around, I realized it was the nigga I'd punched in the mall that day Mookie was workin. His eye was black, and his skin was scratched up. He looked like shit.

Dezzy looked over at me, trying to say something, but I couldn't read his facial expression. Before I could say anything, a gun was cocked, that's when Dezzy shot the nigga that was about to shoot Marcus.

♥.Karmella's P.O.V.♥

Chance pulled me behind the couch just as the shooting started. I screamed covering my ears as I heard loud thuds, like bodies falling to the ground. You could hear the shooting getting closer to where I was, causing me to look around cautiously as I covered my ears. I didn't even know where Chance was anymore!

Before I could even look around for him, a bald black man slid behind the couch with his gun in his hand, not yet seeing me. My eyes widened as we made eye contact. He didn't hesitate to raise his gun at my head. I closed my eyes and kept my ears covered. But what happened next, I'll never forget.

A loud gun shot rang my ears. My hands were still covering them, so I knew it had to be close by. Warm, thick, blood splattered across my face and clothes, causing me to scream. I opened my eyes to see the bald man lying across the floor. His body limp with a bullet hole in the middle of his forehead. I looked behind me to see who had shot him. Chance was standing there, his gun In hand, no emotion or sympathy in his face or eyes.

I silently began to cry.

"Mel we gotta go," Chance was pulling me off the floor. I staggered to my feet as he grabbed my hand.

"Karmella Come On!" He yanked me all the way up, I could now see over the couch. And that's when I saw Marcus, he was behind the wall separating the kitchen from the living room. He was looking at Dezzy- Preston! Preston was next to Dezzy as they both shot at Bone's Guys. Bones Nowhere in sight.

"PRESTON!" I yelled at him, his head shot my way. He was about to say something when Omar appeared in front of Marcus. We watched as Omar raised his gun, aiming it at Marcus.

Dezzy screamed his name and tried to shoot, but he was out of Bullets... So was Preston.

"MARCUS!" I yelled in full on tears. He looked up at Omar, no fear in his eyes. I closed my eyes, continuing to cry. I couldn't watch.

∞Preston's P.O.V∞

"MARCUS!" Dezzy's voice cracked as Omar aimed his gun at Marcus, shooting him in his stomach; a sly smirk across his face

"LETS GO!" As if on cue, Bones yelled throughout the cabin. He and his boys- Omar included- ran through the front door, still shooting to cover their back sides.

Dezzy dropped his empty gun and crawl-ran to Marcuses body. I ran after him, along with Karmella, Chance running after her. Smokey Followed.

"M-marcus," Dezzy held back his tears, his hands shaking as he slightly touched Marcus, afraid he'd make things worse.

Marcus tried to speak, but couldn't. He could barely even breathe.

"Dezzy we can't just sit here we have to get him to a hospital! " Karmella was crying, trying to talk to Dezzy. But Dezzy wasn't listening.

She was right, we couldn't just sit here and watch the kid die. I mean I didn't know the kid, but clearly he meant a lot to Desmond. Fuck it.

"Chance, Dezzy, Smoke, help me get him to the truck, we gotta go. Now!" I yelled at them. I lifted him up by his shoulders, Chance and Dez got his sides. Smokey ran ahead of us to pull the truck up. Karmella went behind Dez, ripping off half of his long shirt and pressing it against Marcus's wound. He yelped in agony as she pressed down.