I Immediately fell to the ground, and hid behind his couch. My heart was racing as I heard several gunshots fill the house.
Zion ran to his closet and pulled out a uzi and a pistol. While I just sat there lost and confused because it had just occurred to me that Tyrone never told me what I was supposed to do once I got inside.
"Alr look, idk what the hell is goin on so just get behind me and stay close." He spoke with a sense of urgency.
"You must've been smoking that good shit if you think I'm finna go down there." I replied looking at him like he was crazy.
"We can't just sit up her and wait to die."
I just stared at him blankly, unsure of what to say.
"Look do you trust me?" He asked making me regret this whole thing. He's a really sweet guy and he doesn't deserve this.
I nodded my head yes and he grabbed my hand pulling me up off the floor. He put the pistol in my hand and said: "If shit goes left use this"
"But I've never used a gun before-"
"Well this shit is life or death, so you need to make a decision." He yelled interrupting me as he walked out the door.
