Into Insanity

Chapter 9: Ambush

     I stumble back, loosing my balance. As I'm moving backwards to find myself still being chocked out by my shotgun, I put my hands on the gun, doing my best to push it out but it wouldn't budge. I throw myself all the way back and hit Jax on the car which loosened his grip and gave me some air. I pull the gun down and move my head forward breaking out of the hold; which causes me to fall in the dirt.

I start coughing as my body begs for oxygen. I try getting up but I trip over myself. The sun shines in my eyes and it's so fucking bright. I stand myself up moving back close to the cliff side, "What are you doing!?" I cough out and turn towards him with my one hand massaging my throat and the other on my knee, holding myself up, "What the hell was that?" I ask but is cut off and immediately tackled to ground.

"You're going to fucking die, Brody!" Jax's hands wrap around my throat, chocking me. He staggers on top of me, my back on top of the rocky surface from being close to the cliff side, and Jax tightens his grip. I struggle to move but I grab his hands and try pushing them upward to get them off of me. That doesn't work so I put my hands in his face pushing his head out. He laughs lightly, "You can't stop me! So why try, huh? You killed my brother last time you were here and now-now I'm going to fucking kill you!" He starts to laugh harder. My hands shoot down and I start feeling for anything I possibly can grab. I turn my head to help look and I see the gun a little away from me. I reach for it with my right hand but then he moves further up my body and places his knee on the elbow part of my arm, "Ohh no Jason! You're not getting out of this! No, not now! And guess what? There's no one here to save you!"

"Uggh, get... off!" I say, trying everything I could to stop him. Obviously it didn't work so I decide not to waste the little breath I have left. Not long after, my vision starts blurring and I almost give up. I get it back again, hearing the boat siren, "No!" I ball my left hand into a fist, raise it, and punch him in the face. It doesn't phase him.

"Ohh that was one good hit Snow, but your gonna have to better than that motherfucker! And you're gonna wish you didn't do that!" He raises me, his hands still around my throat, and slams me on the rock surface three times. I loose more breath and I instantly see my way out. He has a small knife on his belt wrapped around his waist perfectly on the side where I can reach it. I hold my left hand up and rip his knife out of the holder and I'm one swift motion, I stab him in the side of the leg, "OHH FUCK!" He cries out, "You little...AHH!" He rolls off of me onto his right side and I stay where I am but I roll on my side, coughing and gasping for air. I look up and Jax starts to take the knife out of his leg. That looks disgusting! Once the knife is all the way out I instantly get an adrenaline rush. I cough some more but get up and search for the gun. I can't find it, so I instead, run for the vehicle to get the other guns, "Oh no Jason!" Jax grits through his teeth. I don't listen to him and get to the car. I go to open the door but before I reach the handle, a knife flies right in from of my face stabbing into the car.

I stop at look at Jax. He's kneeling on the ground and starts to get up. Oh hell no.

I walk over to him and kick him in the face. He falls backwards and I get on top of him and punch his face repeatedly. I stop after about seven punches. I can't kill him, I'll look so guilty. I examine my knuckles, which they are covered in his blood. I glance back at him and his nose is filled with blood. He starts spitting blood out and his lip now has a big gash on his left side. I get off of him and scoot back in the dirt, "Why?" I breath out.

He looks at me and spits more blood out, "You killed my brother. Without any fucking hesitation. You shot him down." He groans.

"That was last time."

"I don't give a fuck!" He shouts, "That doesn't make a difference! My brother is still dead." He whispers and I almost feel bad. I just stare at him and scoot back more. He gets up and is now sitting in the dirt as well. I look out over the cliff. The boat is starting to leave.