I get out of my house just in time to see Zach turning the corner. I groan and start running after him. He walks through the streets at a brisk pace for a while before stopping at a corner.
As Zach looks over his shoulder, I quickly hide behind a trash bin, hoping he doesn't spot me. I curse under my breath as I slip and nearly fall. I warily peep out of my hideout. We reached a very doubtful are, which is known for its bad gang fights. I'm not surprised Zach lives here. It fits his bad boy appearance just right, yet I don't like seeing him in this place.
After making sure no one's chasing him, Zach rushes over to a stoop and easily takes the few steps with one jump. He inserts a key in the door lock and turns it. The next moment he vanishes inside the old and rundown building.
I peek over my shoulder, no one's around.
Now what? Should I just walk in and see what Zach's doing?
No, I would come across like a total weirdo. Maybe I should just be on my guard and only go in when I spot something suspicious.
My thoughts get interrupted by loud shouting. I freeze as I notice it clearly comes from Zach's apartment.
"Fuck!" I curse and sprint upstairs. I place my hand on the door handle and take one last, deep breath before I open the door as quietly as possible.
A tall, beefy man is standing just one or two yards away from me with his back turned towards me. He doesn't seem to have noticed me walking in. My heart races so fast that I can hear it pounding in my head.
"I know you hid it from me. Where the fuck is it?" I hear the stranger yelling.
"It's not here, T!"
That's Zach's voice. I can't see him as the other guy is blocking my view with his brawny back.
Without hesitation the man pulls out a gun and aims in the direction I assume Zach is standing.
Suddenly everything happens real quick. I look around the room in panic, my eyes are searching for anything to protect Zachary. I spot a baseball bat leaning against the wall in the corner and instantly run to grab it. In the next moment I aim for the back of the beefy man's head and hit him hard.
He slumps to the ground and I quickly run to Zach, who looks at me if he just saw a ghost. He seems to be unhurt though.
"Olivia?! What..." He gets interrupted by the slight movements of the muscleman lying on the ground.
Oh, seems I didn't hit him that hard after all.
"Let's get out of here!" Zach shouts and grabs my wrist.
He pulls me with him through the front door and down the stairs.
My heart skips a beat as I hear a roaring voice behind us.
"You fucking, little slut. I will kill you!"
I look over my shoulder and gasp as I see the guy, I just knocked down standing in the door frame. He points his gun directly at me and before I can react Zach pulls me with him once again.
"Run, Liv!" Zach yells and with that we start running down the street. I hear footsteps behind us, but don't dare to look back. A gunshot fills the air, makes me wince, and I instantly feel nauseous.
We pick up the pace and I hear a few more shots. Luckily, none of them hits Zach or me. We take the first corner and my legs slowly start burning, but we continue running as fast as we can.
Zach, who's still holding my hand, leads me through his neighborhood and eventually the footsteps behind us fade. I risk a glance over my shoulder. The guy is gone. He must have lost track of us.
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Save Me #1
Romance*UNEDITED* The everyday life of Olivia Brooks, a 25-year-old waitress from Calgary, is influenced by ten-hour shifts, cozy evenings in her old, little apartment, and meeting her girls every so often. She herself would call it a quiet and rather bori...