P R O M I S E S

Chapter 18: Christine Demar

(this chapter is gonna be a lot so bare with me. Also for some reason it won't let me add pictures.)

Ag's pov:

After spending a night at the hotel, we arrived in Los Angeles,California. We headed downtown to where our victim lived. As we drove around I noticed something about this place. It was the ghetto. Broken bottles and trash was scattered everywhere, abandoned houses on every corner, gangsters walking around and people yelling at each other. This is gonna be interesting. We drove into Christine's neighborhood and parked a few houses down from her house. Julia looked back me and Emmi who were sitting in the back in fear.

"I don't know about this one guys. This is really sketchy and I don't like it." She stated.

"Neither do I but we have to do it if we want anna back." Emmi reminded her.

"I know but what if one of us gets shot and dies? Then what?"

"Like the guy said in Florida, don't do any stupid shit and you won't die. Come on we got this. Remember why we're in this here in the first place."

Julia glanced over at me and looked back at Emmi. I rolled my eyes at her. Emmi felt the energy that was being transferred between us and she was not having it.

"We are not gonna do this right now. Grow up. If you guys are going to start arguing again then I will leave you two here and  handle Christine myself. Stop trying to start stuff and let's work as a team. I'm not saying this again. This isn't about you guys right now, it's about anna. Got it?."

"yes." Julia responded dryly.

Emmi grabbed the zip lock bag that had flour in it. I grabbed a pistol and a vest from the duffle bag just in case this all goes down hill, which I was positive it was going to. We got out of the car and walked to her house. She was sitting on her porch smoking a cigarette.

"Hey Christine it's us. A man sent us to your house for an appointment."

"Oh! Donatello's brother, Dominic. What took you guys so long? I've been waiting for days."

Wait they're related?

"We had a little bit of trouble with our car a while ago but it's fine. Let's continue with our meeting."

"Yes, come in."

She put out her cigarette and we followed her into her home and sat in the living room. A gun was set on small table next to the TV. The coffee table was overflowing with illegal substances. Marijuana, heroine, perks, Molly, you name it. She sat across from us with a beer can in her hand.

"Do you have the cocaine I asked for?"

Emmi handed her the little baggy. She grabbed it and quickly opened it. I slowly pulled out the gun that was in my pocket, ready to shoot at any moment. She tasted it and I watched as her smile dissolved into a frown.

"What is this?"

" What do you mean?" I asked.

She waved the bag in my face.

"This! This is not what I asked for."

Christine reached for the gun and I whipped out mine and shot her 3 times. She fell back onto the couch dead. I swiped a bag of molly and stuffed it into my pants and ran out of the front door only to be met by the entire neighborhood with weapons in their hands. Oh shit.

"RUN."

I took cover by a random car with Julia and Emmi behind me. I cocked the gun and shot each person, watching them fall to the ground one by one. We made a dash for the car as bullets were flying at us. Julia got in the drivers seat with Emmi and I in the back. She floored the gas pedal and we were speeding through the streets. We both pulled out the assault rifles to shoot the neighbors off. We soon got out of the neighborhood so we sat back down and sighed from relief which was interrupted by the glass window breaking behind us. Emmi screamed and I duck so fast. I reloaded my gun and pointed it to the 3 cars that are following us along with cop cars.

"IT'S THE LOS ANGELES POLICE, PULL OVER NOW."

fuck. I turned to Julia who was driving a little bit slow.

"CAN YOU GO ANY FASTER? THE COPS ARE LITERALLY INCHES AWAY FROM US."

"I'M TRYING. JUST CONTINUE SHOOTING THEM. STOP WORRYING ABOUT ME AND WORRY ABOUT YOURSELF."

"WORRY ABOUT ME? UNLIKE YOU IM DOING MY PART, YOU'RE GOING TOO SLOW."

"ARE YOU TRYING TO KILL US BITCH? WE'RE LITERALLY GOING 150 MPH RIGHT NOW. YOU WANT ME TO GO EVEN FASTER?"

"YES YOU DUMBASS."

"CAN YOU GUYS SHUT THE FUCK UP? AG, PAY ATTENTION TO WHERE YOUR SHOOTING. JULIA, JUST GO FASTER DAMN IT." Emmi pipped in.

Julia drove us over the bridge of San franscisco. I rolled down my window and stook half of my body out, trying to get a better aim at them. Rounds were being put into the cars.At this point we were being chased by 5 cop cars and 1 from Christine's place. I aimed for the tires on one of the cop cars and it went flying into 3 others and ended up breaking into a store. I looked up at the sky and noticed that we had 2 helicopters above us. I switched to a sniper and shot 2 bullets at them. One of the helicopters hit the other one and exploded. The parts of both choppers fell into the ocean. 10 minutes go by and 2 more cars joined in on the chase. We're not gonna make it. We were existing Cali and entering Nevada with the cops.

"WE CAN'T SHAKE THEM OFF" I screeched.

"YES WE CAN JUST GIVE ME SOME TIME." Julia demanded.

"TIME? FOR WHAT? BITCH WE'RE EITHER GONNA DIE OR GET ARRESTED. WE CAN'T GIVE YOU ANYMORE TIME, FIGURE IT OUT NOW. EMMI AND I ARE  RUNNING OUT OF AMMO."

"DON'T YOU THINK I KNOW THAT? JUST TURN YOUR ASS AROUND AND CONTINUE SHOOTING DIPSHIT."

Julia drove us into the woods hoping that they would lose track of us. The police sirens grew quieter and quieter the further we went in. Soon there weren't any more following us and I sat back down in my seat with the rush of fear and excitement running through my veins.

"HOLY SHIT! WE DID IT."

Julia turned her head towards us laughing. I laughed along but stopped once I saw we were gonna hit a tree.

"WATCH OUT."

Julia swerved away from the tree but lost control of the car. We all started screaming our heads off, the car flipped over and skidded across the forest ground and crashed.