She woke up to loud, ear bursting yells by men.
Immediately she sat up, noticing that Brian was already pulling out a weapon and Tim was raising his hands. In fear and confusion she examined the scene around her. What the fuck?
A car next to them a black, old Mercedes was left on in the middle of an empty road, all the doors open and the lights on, car running. There were four men, faced covered in masks or half way covered by bandanas.
"Get out of the fucking car!" A man yelled, gun in hand, aiming at whoever. Her heart stopped as she saw they all had guns.
The ring leader was a man, taller then she was, with a red bandana over his face. It was too dark to see his eyes.
Sighing, she opened the door and held up her hands, leaving Tim's jacket in the backseat. Tim got out of the car with a feel scowl on his face, one that sent shivers down her spine. Brian slipped the knife he had somewhere on him and hopped out of the car with the rest of them, hands where the gang members could see them.
The three other assholes, walked up behind the ring leader. Asshole number one was short and fat, had a ski mask on and a red Adidas jacket on. Asshole number two was lanky and tall, with a bandana over his greasy blonde hair, with a grey sweater on. Asshole number three was about Tim's height and had a red bandana around his face, except his eyes.
Something about the ring leaders voice just reminded her of someone, something that she knew of. She stared at him in awe as he barked orders to his back ups. Blinking in confusion, she eyed him. Maybe, she thought, she was just really tired, and the nap she took made her worse. Or maybe he was someone she knew. It was very possible! She knew all kinds and sorts of people. The place she grew up discriminated the bad. And for fucks sake, she grew up with the bad.
She looked over to Brian who had a dumb smirk on his face. Ringleader asshole man picked up on his smile, and barked at him. "The fuck are you smiling for?" He questioned. Brian immediately dropped his smile.
"Oh, I am so, so sorry sir. I will make sure that this does not occur again." The ringleader became more and more irritated, as asshole number two decided to approach him.
"Who's the girl?" He asked, pointing his gun over to her. Her heart began to race, but she decided to keep a poker face
Walking over to her, her pulled her by the mid section of her back to him. She came up to about his shoulders, and she refused to look him in the eye. He held the gun up to her temple.
"What's your name?" He asked, tracing the gun along her jawline. "Hah, well.. Might as well have fun with her." Her heart began to pick up it's pace as she felt her heart drop.
She was fucked. This time to the people asking, literally.
"Get your dirty hands off of her you piece of shit!" Tim yelled, making asshole number one jump. Tim grabbed asshole number one's shoulder and pulled him into a head lock, skipping out a switchblade as he held it to his neck.
Distracted, Brian swung the knife into asshole number two's chest, pushing him into the car and twisting the knife as the mad bled out and screamed. Brian quickly pulled it out and pushed him to the ground, hoping that he hit a vital point. Asshole number three ran to Tim as he held him and Brian kept over the car, bringing the knife down into three's shoulder as Tim dug the knife into one's neck, turning it and pulling it out pushing him into the ground. Asshole three cried in pain and tried to scream for help, but Tim silenced him with a stab in the back.
The ringleader held out his gun, but (y/n) quickly tackled him to the ground, holding his hand down with her knee and the hand he held the gun with down with her hand. In the struggle she managed taking his gun. Her heart still raced. She never shot a gun before. She held it to his temple as he did to her, his eyes widened in fear as he shook his head no. She stared down at him, sympathy overwhelming her at the wrong times as she contemplated. Brian and Tim ran over to her.
"Shoot him, dammit!" Tim yelled. Brian watched silently as she made a decision.
Her finger gripped the trigger as his eyes began to water.
"Wait," she said. "Are you CJ?" She asked. His eyes narrowed as he nodded slowly.
"AYE CJ, WE USED TO GO TO THE SAME SCHOOL!" She yelled. His eyes widened as the tears stopped. He mumbled something, and she pulled out the cloth from his mouth.
"Who are you?" He asked. She sighed.
"(Y/n), (Y/n) (L/n)? You got transferred or something. Sorry, I'm kind of on the run right now."
"Oh God!" He yelled, smiling. "I remember you!" Tim and Brian looked at each other im confusion.
"Yeah! That's me!" She yelled, smiling. "I knew I remembered you from somewhere."
"Yo, this is crazy. What have you been up to?" He asked. "How come you on the run?"
"Uhh," she moaned. "Just some trouble. What about you? How you been do-"
"COULD WE STOP THE IDOL FUCKING CONVERSATION? YOU JUST TRIED TO KILL AND ROB US AND ALSO MAKE YOUR WAY WITH HER." Tim yelled, anger bubbling up. She got up, dusting herself up as she lifted CJ up.
"Sorry bout that. Man, you really fucked up the rookies." CJ said, scratching the back of his head.
"Yeah, pretty sure they're dead?" He asked, dapping up CJ. Tim stared, astounded by the situation.
"Nothing much. Sorry about that all. Fuck, if I knew it was you to begin with-"
"Don't even sweat it." she said. "So uhh... What are you exactly apart of?"
He shrugged. "Business," she nodded, understanding.
"So uhm," Brian said, as an awkward silence ran over them. They stood in a blood bath, none of them really phased.
"I'll call my boys up to clean this up. Hey, need any help, hit me up." He walked to his car and got a pen and paper, and ripped it off. He handed it to her with a heart on it. She tilted her head as she read he number in her head.
"And uh, if y'all need any services if you catch my drift-"
"We'll be good. Thanks." Tim said, walking back to the car.
"My fucking God CJ! It was SO nice to see you again. Take care!" She said, hugging him.
"You too, bitch!" He yelled.
She got into the car.
"Fuck you!"
Tim began driving as the girl went on about memories of CJ and her old school.