Followed by death(One Direction Fan-Fiction Sequel)

Prologue

Prologue

"DEATH ENDS A LIFE, NOT A RELATIONSHIP."

―Mitch Albom

[Alyssa's POV]      

 Sirens wailed in the distance. I clutch the plastic cup of tea between my hands, even though the warmth of it is long into the cold air. We heard gunshots fire. We duck for a second then continued to walk. The tires of a big truck skidded and the truck turned to the left. It blocked off the road. Amy and I backed away from the road as four men jumped out. I almost spilled my tea on my red and black checker print trench coat. I wore black gloves and black jeans with it. And pair of grey ankle heel boots.

The police cars were following them and they stopped, blocking the truck off. There were more gunshots. People began to run and scream. "Everyone please get down!" The police announced. The police officers left their car doors open and shot at the men as they shot back. They didn't move from behind the doors.

Amy and I dove behind a car in front of us. Dust flew on the sides of us as the bullets hit the ground near us. I pulled my legs closer to my chest as I covered my ears with my hands. My tea had spilled beside the car. I look over at Amy. She was standing up, now. Someone had their arm in front of her neck, holding her closer to him. His hand was covering her mouth. She was crying. He had a gun in his other hand. "Let her go!" The police said through a bullhorn. Amy was kicking and wiggling around.

I gasped, "Amy!" Her soccer hat had fell off her head. I pounced up to run over to her, but I was snatched up by a hand. He placed his hand around my neck. The grip tightened, "Look who we have here, number one!" He said to the man holding Amy.

He smiled, "Alyssa from One Direction and her sister!?" the man holding me got his knife out. He moved my hair piece from my face with his knife. I shivered. He was whispering to me, "I'll see you again... Alyssa. Do you know what I want from you?" I struggled to shake my head. He was breathing so hard that his breath was making my hair swing back and forth like a pendalum. I guessed money. "No... well that and-" He stopped. "you'll find out soon."

I could feel a color wash over my face. I coughed and coughed. His grip kept getting tighter. "If you don't put them down now then we will fire at the four of you." The officer said.

"No!" I breathed. I starred at one fo the officers. She had her pistols aimed at number three and four. 

Number two- the one holding me- jerked me around. I grabbed his hand trying to remove it from my neck. "You threatening us?" Number 2 asked.

The officer didn't say anything. Then he saw that I couldn't breathe, "OK. No reason to hold her so tight she can't breathe. Just loosen the grip on her."

My vision got blurry. I managed to see Amy's face. The black AK47 the man had in his hand was pointed at her head. I felt his grip loosen- but not that much. "If you want us to let them go, then let us get two bags of the money from the truck!"

"No can do, let them go or we will be forced to fire!" The officer answered. They all had their guns aimed on the four guys. One guy moved in front of me. He grabbed my arm. The other man stood in front of Amy with a Ruger gun. The K-9 dogs barked furiously.

"Then we will kill both of them!" They cocked their guns and aimed them at our heads.

I shut my eyes and was trying to break away.

"We got a squirmy one number three." He nodded his head and number three hit me in the back with the shotgun. He put it to my head. I heard it cock. I winced in pain.