Break the Chain

The only moment we were alone

Thump-thump.

Flip could only hear a hand full of things. His heart pounding in his ears was one of them.

Thump-thump.

The next thing he heard was him trying to get his breathing under control.

Click.

He cocked his gun back and took a slow breath out as he creeped behind the corner.

Thump-thump.

If he wasn't in this serious situation he would roll his eyes at himself. He needed to get his shit together, and fast.

When the hallway he was in was clear, he creeped up to the next corner. This goddamn place was a maze, and he felt his time running out.

Thump-thump.

The next thing he heard was talking.

"You would think you would back off, Zimmerman."

Shit. Flip felt his heart rate quicken. He needed to hurry. He ran over to the doors at the end of the hall. He saw a little glass window on one of the doors. He stepped to the side of it and peaked his head over.

He held his breath at what he saw.

Ron was on his knees with his hands behind his head with a man standing over him. He didn't recognize him, but something else shocked him.

"I told you man, I'm not Zimmerman! I'm Stallworth!-ooph!"

The man was wearing a fucking police uniform.

He kicked Ron, causing him to fall to the ground. He kicked Ron's torso a few more times. Flip could've sworn he heard cracking...

"Get up!"

Ron struggled, but he managed to get back on his knees. He had his hand over his chest as he groaned in pain.

"Abigor warned you..."

The uniform circled around Ron, pulling out his gun. Flip closed his eyes for a second, taking a deep breath in. He needed to get in there now.

"After the bar and the chief telling you to stay away from that girl? You still don't listen..."

Flip gulped at the mention of you. He looked around through the glass window. If he could just step inside he would be able to stop whatever was going to happen. He held his breath as he crouched over, trying to hide as much as himself. He slowly opened the door, just enough for him to slip in. He looked over, and the uniform was still circling around Ron. Flip clenched his jaw as he slipped through the door and hid behind a pallet of crushed garbage.

The uniform stopped in front of Ron and pointed the gun towards his head.

"Don't worry, I'll make sure to watch over her when you're gone..."

The uniform cocked his gun back while Flip's blood boiled.

It all happened at once. Flip shoved his gun back into his holster and lunged himself at the gun. He managed to lower the gun away from Ron's head, but he heard that loud pop. He quickly tackled the uniform down to the ground and managed to handcuff him, although it wasn't easy.

Flip rushed over to Ron and slapped his hand over his mouth.

Flip needed to make sure to look at everything. Reassess the environment.

The only thing he could focus on was how much blood there was.

"I'm calling an ambulance!" Flip finally snapped out of it and pulled out his phone. The poor woman on the phone got her money's worth that night. Not only did she have to direct the ambulance to them, she had to calm down Flip.