Fighting Against Love

I hear movement on my right and I slow my steps. “I ain’t playing with you, get your asses out now!” I say slowly, as I rotate my stepping towards the right. “Come on boys, today’s not the day. My feet’s killing me, I’ve been up all night, and I feel like…” I turn my gun towards the Latino trying to make his way out and SHOOT! I shake my head, “….killin’ someone!”

I walk towards the Latino crying out in agony of just merely being shot on the leg and kick him. “Told you not to make me mad!” I whisper to him as I kneel down and run my gun down his face. “Guys, medical!” I stand up and call the team. “Guy’s down and definitely in need of another leg!”

I walk out the room as the medics run in to help. “Lorenzo,” I call out to my partner. “Get your ass over here. Our job’s done.”