I held a firm grip on the can of gold paint and began to move my wrist in swift upward motions repeatedly until one of the areas of my new piece was completed to my satisfaction. It had been in my head for days. Forming itself, putting its own pieces together. It took me about two hours to get it out on paper. It was a beautiful work of art. One of my favorites.
Al Green was blasting through my earphones. I always listened to music while I created something, it kept me from getting easily distracted, I flowed with the rhythm of the music and that was sure to get me through the entire process. I grinned as I finished up the last bit of it. I released a breath and stood back, removing the scarf that I used to avoid inhaling the fumes, from around my face and allowed the chilly fall day's fresh air to finally hit my face after two hours.
The longer I stared at it the more I fell in love with it. It felt like I had created it for a reason that remained unknown. Nonetheless its perfect, and I can feel myself becoming inspired again. I took a look to my left at some other artist's painting that had caught my eye when I got here. It was breathtaking..alluring. It was something surprisingly similar to what I had came here to paint today. I had to stop and marvel at it, like I did every other day with their art. Whoever 'Breezy' is, he is surely talented. I would have to keep my eye out for him or her. For as long as I've been coming here I have never seen who the spot beside mine belonged to. All I knew was that everyday I was here, another one of their stunning murals were too.
I decided to do something daring today and join my art with his. Though I'm most likely gonna get told off for crossing some lines doing so, who would I be not to take a risk? I'm an artist, its what I do on a daily basis.
"Simply beautiful.." I said to nothing in particular.
I pulled my phone out of my pocket and snapped a quick picture of it. I then closed the camera application in my iPhone and glanced at the time. It read, 9:45AM. I had a solid 45 minutes to get to work. I bent over and hastily gathered all of the paint cans, tossing them into my duffel bag, then grabbed my backpack that contained my work clothes and cleared out from the alley.
"Be back later" i said to the walls as i strolled by them. All of a sudden having a strange gut feeling that today would be one to remember.
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God I Pray Everyone Will Be Ok.......
Run It.....
RunIt!!!
You are a magnificent writer. Your words are so vivid. Like every detail I can always see whats going on.
I pray to GOD that Tyson and the baby are okay. And Justin. Even though part of me feels like she may have lost the baby.
This was the wakeup call that Chris needed. Sad it had to be this way but hopefully better things will come from this.
THANK GOD those maniacs are finally dead!! everything was so clear and easy to picture! i was so nervous reading this lol all I could think about was what is taking the damn police so long!!!RUN IT!!
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"I can feel a riot in the air tonight..."
Girl...this thing...these adds...so real dude...took me back to my Kelly days...lol
After all these things its good to know Chris realizes where his decisions got him and the people he loves. Not saying this was his fault, but if he was doing all the stuff he promised things would have played out different.
I can't handle anyone else dying. Especially for Tyson's sake because she feels everything is her fault and she doesn't handle it well and she shuts people she needs out. I pray that baby makes it because Chris and Tyson finally have something to be happy about. Something besides painting that gives them life. Something that live for. They need her.
Mack and Paige better be ok! Everyone is a soldier so they better all get out alive and well!
Run it!
Oh noooo!!! Tears! Please let Ty, the baby, and Justin be okay!!! You know I hate that it happened but I knew that it would take something drastic for Chris to truly snap out of it
ej and daniel got what they deserved!! both of them dead at the hands of the one they caused so much pain...so f***in happy those muf***as are dead!! but im so worried about tyson and justin. paige and mckenzie too. i hope every1 is okay...and i def pray they havent lost the baby...this is a major turn of events in the story...
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I'm speechless.........
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I felt every emotion. You always have me in my feelings its crazy!
I hate that it took all that and I hope her and the baby are okay. I think she will lose it if the baby doesn't make it.
And as for Justin, hes a true friend and I hope hes okay too.
I felt every emotion. You always have me in my feelings its crazy!
I hate that it took all that and I hope her and the baby are okay. I think she will lose it if the baby doesn't make it.
And as for Justin, hes a true friend and I hope hes okay too.
Your description is perfect! I could see all of that in my head and it was sooooooo intense!!! Im just glad Chris and Justin were there and she killed those bastards. Now I just hope everyone is ok!
Run it!!
And the moment you've all been waiting for! A little point of view from Chris! It's not the last. Enjoy :) Leave me comments I wanna know what you think.
Much Love.
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Chris' POV
My heart was cracking down the center of my chest, I couldn't breathe when I reached Tyson on the floor. Something was wrong with the baby too. I couldn't handle it. All of my pain was ignored when I set eyes on her still body.
"Baby! Baby! Baby!" I called to her when I was at her side, I cradled her in my arms, ignoring the sharp pain in my ribs. I had probably broken three or four.
"Justin call for help man!" I yelled at Justin, who was barely able to run. He waved his good arm in the air for attention, yelling for dear life until he suddenly collapsed to the ground, passing out.
Tyson's eyes rolled to the back of her head and I panicked.
"NO! No no no no no!-HELP!" I cried. Holding up her head and lightly slapping her face trying to wake her up. I looked for any sign of blood and was slightly relieved when I couldn't find any.
"Please! TYSON!" I screamed. The sound of sirens coming closer caught my attention. I rested Tyson on the ground gently next to Evans dead body and ran into the middle of the street almost getting hit by the ambulance. I flailed my arms everywhere and rushed the paramedics over to Tyson and Justin. They tended to them quickly. Thankfully there was two.
"Please help her! Please!" I bawled over her unconscious body. She looked so tired and done. I couldn't stand it.
"Pulse is low. May be suffering from a possible concussion." Said the paramedic. My eyes shot up to meet his who were focused on giving Tyson oxygen.
"She-she's three months pregnant, she's been under alotta stress." I explained all that I could.
"Was she thrown around at all?' Asked the paramedic. I nodded mechanically.
"Yes man. Help her please man please!" I cried.
"Excuse me Mr. Brown? We're gonna need to speak with you about what took place here tonight." Said an officer from behind me. I looked up and shook my head.
"I can't do this right now. Whoever's dead is who's responsible for all this." I spat.
"We're gonna need a statemen--"
"I said I can't deal with this right now! My girlfriend and child are barely holdin' on! So y'all need to wait!" I yelled brokenly. The officers seemed to sympathize with me and walked over to the body bags that held Evan and Daniels dead bodies.
"We're losing him hit me with two hundred!..Clear!" I watched in horror as Justin went into cardiac arrest. They used the portable defibrillator on him, his chest rose with shock of electricity a few times before they revived him. I let go of the breath I didn't know I was holding. Tyson would have been destroyed if she lost someone else tonight.
I owed Justin my life, for looking after Tyson and my child when I couldn't. I knew that now. He had to make it so that I could thank him.
If Kelly could see me now he would be so disappointed and probably would beat the s*** out of me. I f***ed up in a lot of ways, I broke Tyson's heart along with my promises to her. I didn't want to lose her like this. Not when I had treated her the way I did. I wanted us to walk away from this together, as a family. I needed to make things right, I had to.
For her.
And I knew what to do.
I hopped into the ambulance after they had wheeled her into it and grabbed a hold of her limp hand. I couldn't deal with this weight on my heart.
"Please be okay Mags." I whispered into her hand as I kissed it while we made our way to the hospital.
I prayed silently to everyone listening for my family to be okay.
"Have you ever wondered what marks our time here? If one life can really make an impact on the world? Or if the choices we make matter? I believe they do. And I believe that one man can change many lives... for better or worse.."
Finally Daniel gets what he deserves for causing all the pain in Tyson's life and for taking 2 important men in her life. I hope the baby is okay but through all that stress she just experience I think she's going to lose the baby. I hope Paige and Mackenzie are fine and not in that much pain. I wish the police would have gotten there sooner. Run it
OMG I can't breatttheeee....please let everyone be alright...I don't think my heart can take it if anyone else died!
I got out of the car and raced to the doors of the dark gallery. Yellow tape was everywhere which meant that Mackenzie and Paige were probably taken to the hospital. I looked to Chris.
"Chris! Call Michael! Ask him if Mackenzie and Paige are alright!" I ordered.
"Where the hell are the cops!" Yelled Chris as he got out of the car after me dialing Michael.
"He's not answering!" He told me. My hands were shaking uncontrollably.
"Call the cops again! They'll come quicker if it's you who calls!" Said Justin to Chris as he weakly got out of the car. Chris dialed them quickly and told them that we were in need of an ambulance as well. He hung up.
"They're on their way. I'd say five minutes." He sounded relieved.
"We need to leave then! Daniels gonna be here any minute we don't stand a chance against him! They both have guns!" I cried out pulling my hair. Chris came up to me and put the keys in my hand.
"Take the car and Justin and head to the hospital. He needs help--"
"No I'm not leaving you-I'M NOT LEAVING YOU!" I yelled as he tried to shove me into the drivers seat.
"Tyson! You're pregnant you shouldn't be here!" Yelled a distraught Chris.
"I can't leave you here Chris.I won't." I said firmly. He sighed heavily, wiping his hand down his sweaty face. He looked down the road.
"Come on. We gotta hide til' the cops get here. Justin you good? Can you run?" Asked Chris. That was the first time I had heard him use Justin's actual name. I looked over at my friend worried for his life.
"I'm good I'm right behind y'all." He said as he came behind me. Chris took my hand not waiting for another moment to pass and we all ran down the street just as Daniels truck pulled up.
We sprinted faster. I held my stomach and focused on my breathing, using all of my energy to keep up. Chris dragged me along noticing when I started to lag. I looked behind me at Justin who seemed fine jogging behind us. We made a sharp turn and I realized that we were now in the alley. I wanted to cry right then and there.
This place continued to be the death of me.
"Chris I can- I can't run anymore. I'm too tired." I panted crouching down to steady myself. He stopped and released his grip catching his breath. Justin groaned, resting beside me.
"They're coming!" He breathed gripping his shoulder tighter. I cried.
This is where Kelly died, and this is where I would die too.
Daniel and EJ rounded the corner in a rage. Daniels arms flailed at his sides, gun in his hand. EJ followed with his gun pointed at Justin.
"What's good Chris! What you runnin' for young blood! I thought we could talk this out!" He yelled. Chris immediately grabbed my hand and pulled me behind him. Justin's breathing was ragged, but he stood tall even still, dropping his bloody hand at his side and standing next to Chris to protect me.
"You ain't got any business with us homie!" Said Chris, in a calm voice.
"Of course you do! You don't remember owing me three grand? I'm sure ya boy Kelly does!" He spat swinging his gun in Chris' direction. I grasped tightly onto Chris' sweater.
"Chris please just do what he says--"
"Do what I say Chris! Hmm? Come on Superstar pay up!" Yelled Daniel.
"I ain't stupid Daniel. I give you the money, you still kill us all." Said Chris.
"Well you still have a chance, but ya pretty little baby mama has just about pissed me the f*** off--"
"Shut the f*** up!--"
"CHRIS NO!" I cried trying to hold onto him, but he was too strong.
"Or WHAT?!" Challenged Daniel holding the gun to Chris' face. Chris faultered.
"Why don't you fight me like a man D! Always gotta resort to weapons fight me like a man! Use ya fists homeboy! Have a fair fight for once! You too Evan come on nigga!"
"For once huh?! Ey Tyson you know I used to sell to Chris here. He was a good customer. Knew he could never double cross me. I could give him points for being a smart dude back then, but now. He's beginning to piss me off as well!" Roared Daniel. I walked up next to Justin who seemed to be okay until I looked into his pale face.
"You okay?" I whispered.
"COME ON!" Yelled a fed up Chris. I've never seen him so upset before. The veins were popping underneath the skin on his temples. His fair complexion was reddened by anger and his eyes released anger tears that I was pretty sure he was unaware of.
"Let's go then!" Said Daniel as he marched up to Chris. I watched in horror as the two men engaged themselves in a battle of life and death. I screamed when Daniel's fist collided with Chris' right eye. Chris groanedbut quickly recovered. Chris landed a punch right into Daniel's jaw. He stumbled back, but shook it off, spitting out the blood the leaked from his cut cheek, squaring his shoulders and removing his jacket.
"Chris stop it!" I cried.
"Come on homeboy." Said a voice I recognized as EJ's. He was walking right towards Justin, who seemed just as determined to kick his ass regardless of his injury. He marhced right up to EJ who had dropped his gun and glasses on the way over to Justin.
"JUSTIN! DON'T" The two men ignored me and began fighting.
This had become a battle to the death, I didn't know what to do. I panicked and noticed the gun on the floor and scurried over to it. They were too busy fighting each other to see me pointing it at them. I shakily removed the safety and pointed the gun to Daniel who had tackled Chris, knocking him off of his feet and onto the hard cement. The wind was knocked out of him. I closed my eyes and took a deep breath, remembering the times when Kelly and I had gone to the gun ranges.
"STOP!" I yelled at the men. They ignored me. Chris was losing his fight along with Justin who was already weak enough. I couldn't take it. I couldn't watch this anymore.
"Please.." I sobbed. Daniel was throwing blow after blow to Chris' body. He probably had a few broken ribs. His eye was beginning to swell. If Daniel didn't let up soon he was gonna kill him.
I sniffed and asked God for forgiveness before I aimed at Daniels open back and pulled the trigger twice sending two bullets speeding hot into it. He yelped and fell over Chris who jumped out of the way in fear of being shot at. I stared in horror as Daniels eyes met mine before he laid flat on the ground, his movements slowed and soon they completely stopped. The life left his eyes.
He was still, and dead.
"Aye b**** you gonna pay for that!" Yelled EJ who shoved Justin off of him and limped towards me. Justin did a real number on his face regardless of his state. I pointed the gun at him and pulled the trigger but came up short, I was out of bullets. EJ froze smirking deviously at me.
"Baby run!" yelled a weak Chris who held his dislocated arm in pain. He struggled to stand. I weighed my options, I could try and run and hopefully make it to the cops whom I could faintly hear down the street, but EJ could catch me.
My thoughts were cut off when EJ suddenly took off running at me with a vengeance, I gasped and ran around the corner and down the street as fast as I could. I could hear Chris' screams for me as I ran further and further. I thanked my brother for putting me on the track team in high school. I sprinted as fast as I could to the red and blue lights in the short distance, but my body was pulled back from behind and slammed into a wall. I didn't have to time to react to the pain because I was rushed to the floor. EJ landed a hard punch to my jaw and I cried out in pain. I could taste the iron in my mouth.
"No more games!" He roared. I cried out in horror for Chris, but quickly remembered the exacto knife in my sock. I fought pushing up my left leg with all of my might, just enough to get to my knife and pull it out of my sock. I grabbed it and without hesitation, shoved it straight into his heart. EJ jumped back grabbing his chest as I pulled out the knife. I kicked him off of me feeling the weight being lifted off of me. He stumbled back and fell to the ground in a thud. Breathing heavily and unevenly I crawled over to him and looked into his suffering eyes. I looked to his chest, the same area where he had shot me all those months ago and brought the knife roughly into it, causing him to cry out in pain as he lost blood.
"Pussy." I said spitting in his face before I stood to my feet and winced at the pain in my stomach.
"Tyson!!" Yelled Chris from down the way, Justin stumbled behind him.
"Chris.."I tried to yell but failed, my voice horse. The pain in my stomach grew sharper and sharper. I doubled over in pain. My vision grew blurry and my knees gave out. I crashed to the ground unable to fight the pain off.
"TYSON!" I heard Chris and Justin yell as they ran to me. I cried out in pain as loud as I could, something was definitely wrong with the baby. The stress had finally gotten to her.
Someone was at my side in seconds, but I couldn't see who.
My vision went black along with everything else.
“Regret comes in all shapes and sizes. Some are small like when we do a bad thing for a good reason. Some are bigger like when you let down a friend. Some of us escape the pain of regret by making the right choice. Some of us have little time for regret because we're looking forward to the future. Sometimes we have to fight to come to terms with the past, and sometimes we bury our regret by promising to change your own ways but, our biggest regrets are not for the things we did-- but, for the things we didn't do. Things we didn't say that could've saved someone that we care about. Especially when we can see the dark storm that's headed their way..."
W..T..F???!!!
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dammmmmmn , i hope erry one's make it out alive.
I was shaken awake, I swatted the hand off of my shoulder and sat up rubbing the sleep from my eyes. I rubbed my stomach and my head at the same time. I had a major headache that I hoped wasn't a concussion.
I had a dreamless sleep. For the first time in my life. It was a scary feeling.
"Get your keys, let's go." I stood to my feet yawning but stopping when I felt a pain in my back. I cringed, Daniel eyed me cautiously.
"Move." He said emotionless. I tore my eyes off of him and walked to the door.
"Oh my God CLYDE!?" I screamed as I noticed a large figure on the ground in front of the door. He was bleeding from his forehead, I felt for a pulse and found a strong one. He was just unconscious. I totally forgot about him stopping by to check up on me.
"Relax, he's fine. Just taking a nap." Said EJ as he pulled me up to my feet and pushed me out of the door.
"He speaks." I spat cutting my eyes at him. He delivered a deadly glare., I smirked and walked down the hall. I wondered where Justin was, and if he knew something was wrong. I entered the elevator with Daniel and his shadow behind me. Pressing the main floor I leaned against the wall looking towards the door in a daze. I was emotionally and physically exhausted.
"Lookin' a little pale there Kindle." Snickered Daniel. I said nothing. The doors opened and there behind it stood Justin, worried and scared as he held my broken phone in his hand. Daniel had no idea who Justin was, neither did EJ because he hadn't made it to the peephole in time to catch him at the door with Indigo. He looked up caught off guard before he hid the phone quickly in his pocket, but making it seem natural. Daniel was too slow to catch the movement.
Justin looked into my warning eyes and knew that I was in trouble. I shook my head as small as I could and he tore his gaze off of me once he saw that I was okay and looked at the two men getting off of the elevator. As they walked passed Justin delivering head nods, he looked quickly to me. I mouthed the words "the gallery. 9-1-1." to him and his eyes widened as he received the message loud and clear. I exited through the doors held open by EJ and hesitantly joined hands with Daniel as we made our way to the black range rover parked on the side of the road. He let go of me and rounded the car to the drivers seat and got in to start it, leaving EJ behind me.
Behind the truck, I saw the outline of a silver BMW and read the license plate carefully. It was my car, which meant that Chris was here somewhere. I scanned around the street before I arrived at the car and screamed, jumping out of the way when EJ's face collided with the backseat window outside of the car shattering it on impact. He cried out in pain and fell to the ground with a thud. I turned to find Justin behind me, anger in his eyes.
Everything was happening so fast.
"Tyson get to the car! Now!" He yelled and pulled me into the car. The sound of an engine starting up grabbed my attention. Lights coming from the BMW shone brightly on everyone I knew it was Chris. He was inside of the car the whole time. Justin grabbed my hand and we sprinted over to the car that was only a few steps away when shots started firing around us. I ducked and dodged as best I could without looking back. Justin and I hopped in the backseat and Chris took off.
"CHRIS!" I cried so happy to see him, but scared at the same time. A bullet shattered the back window as we drove past Daniels truck. The car swerved a bit as Chris tried to dodge the ammunition. I screamed and ducked covered my tummy and head with Justin shielding me with his arms.
"f***!" Yelled Chris. When the firing ceased I looked up and checked on Justin feeling all over his arms and face to make sure he wasn't hurt.
"MAGS! You okay?! Baby you alright?!" Yelled Chris.
"I'm okay! I'm okay! You okay?!" I asked back.
"Yeah!"
"Chris we have to go to the gallery now! He-He shot Paige and Mackenzie I-I don't know where they are I don't-know if they're okay!" I cried.
"Okay-okay...okay." Said Chris with panic in his voice. He was as scared as I was. I looked over at Justin who was silent and saw that he was clutching his shoulder in pain. He held his head back and his eyes closed. I watched the blood seep through his shirt and my eyes widened in horror.
"Ju-Justin!--"
"I'm fine. I'm fine it's just a clean wound. The bullet went right through. I'll be fine I just need to-" Before he could finished my hands ripped the sleeve right off of my sweater and wrapped it tightly around his shoulder to stop the bleeding.
"Did you call 9-1-1?" I asked.
"Yeah." He answered.
"Chris you gotta hurry! He's losin' a lot of blood!" I cried for my friends who were caught in the crossfire. Too many people were getting hurt.
The car jerked forward, a heavy impact hitting us from behind. I turned to see that it was Daniel in his truck. EJ was with him too, holding his head in pain.
"CHRIS!" I yelled as I kept pressure on Justin's wound.
"GET UP TO THE FRONT SEAT!" He yelled back. The car jerked again and my head hit the headrest. I groaned shaking the stars from my vision. I looked at Justin who was focused on his wound.
"Keep pressure on your wound. Put your seat belt on and STAY AWAKE." I instructed.
"Okay." He breathed. I looked him in the eyes for a moment longer.
"TYSON!" Yelled Chris. I climbed quickly over the compartment careful of the baby. I settled into my seat just as Daniel rammed into the back of the car once again. I winced at the sound of the impact. The bumper must have fallen off by now. I buckled my seat belt quickly shutting my eyes tight praying to God and all above for their protection.
Chris kicked up the gears and the car took off, losing sight of Daniel in the process.
"Does this darkness have a name? This cruelty, this hatred, how did it find us? Did it steal into our lives or did we seek it out and embrace it? What happened to us that we now send our children into the world like we send young men to war, hoping for their safe return, but knowing that some would be lost along the way. When did we lose our way? Consumed by the shadows. Swallowed whole by the darkness... Does this darkness have a name?.. Is it your name?"
OMG, this story took a turn for the worse! RUN IT!!
I walked into my closet and found some baggy clothes to wear. I needed to prepare myself to run for my life if anything. If there were ever a day that I loved myself for having so many over sized clothes, it was today.
I shoved on the first shirt I found along with my grey track pants and jordans. I took an extra sweatshirt out of my closet just in case, remembering that tonight was supposed to rain. Finishing up I walked over to my closet mirror and stood there looking into my own eyes.
They were full of anguish and anxiety. Looking for an answer that was so far away, but still possible to receive. I shook my head mechanically before I turned to walk out of my room.
I went into the kitchen to fix myself something to eat.
"Aye! What do you think you're doin' over there." Yelled Daniel. I rolled my eyes tired of his existence.
"In case you haven't noticed I'm three months pregnant. I need to eat." I spat. They did nothing but stare.
"Someone's found their voice uh?" He said. I payed him no attention and opened up the fridge ready to warm up left over spaghetti. I wasn't at all hungry, but knew I had to for my child. I wasn't about to let what was happening get in the way.
"Mind cooking me a little somethin'?" Asked Daniel.
"Yes." I answered shortly. I waited patiently for my food to warm up in the microwave looking deadly at the two men in front of me. They talked among themselves and I took that moment to make a move and get the exacto knife. I moved my hand slowly and opened the quiet drawer to remove the knife. Thanking God when it was in my hand I quickly yet discreetly rose my left foot up and shoved it into my sock, pulling my pants leg overit, keeping my eye on the men. I shut the drawer and as soon as I did the microwave went off telling me that my food was warmed. I took a deep breath and turned to get my food. I checked the time and found that it was only 7:32pm. We were probably going to head out at midnight or so and the sun was only now setting. I sighed and grabbed my food and went to sit at the dining table.
"Don't fancy my company do ya?" Asked Daniel. I ignored him and heard the footsteps walking over to the table. He rounded it and pulled back a chair to take a seat. He sagged in his seat and I continued to eat my food as if nothing were wrong.
"Thought you wanted to play twenty questions." He spoke.
"How'd you get out?" I asked swallowing my food.
"I have my ways. I'm a powerful man Tyson, I'm sure you know that." He said. I said nothing.
"So you had people on the inside." I answered my own question. He smirked confirming. I scoffed at how screwed the system was.
"It wasn't easy." He spoke gravely. Eyeing me as if he wanted to pounce.
"Stop looking at me like I did this to you. Kelly's the one who messed around with your money, not me." I spoke holding my ground. He looked a bit taken aback but quickly masked that emotion. I continued to eat.
"How do you sleep at night?" I asked.
"Comfortable." He responded. I shook my head and stared down at the food in my plate.
"Girl or boy?" He questioned. I looked into his eyes.
"A girl." He smiled.
"Hm. Got a name?" He asked.
"What do you care? You're gonna kill us both anyway." I spat.
"If you keep up that attitude much longer I will. Cooperate and you'll live. I ain't trynna go back to prison." He spoke. I was a bit relieved to know he wasn't planning on killing me, but things could change.
"Didn't seem that way in the elevator." I spoke.
"Keep it up Tyson, I'll kill you so quick, you'll be shaking hands with Bryce and Kelly in no time." He threatened. My face fell at the mention of them.
"How does it feel to have played a part in both of their deaths I mean..they were the most important men in your life." I wanted to lunge for him but instead I kept my cool and focused all of my anger into my hands, the grip on my fork tight. I didn't say a word. Daniel sat forward in his seat, placing his elbows on the table and folding his hands together.
"I mean Bryce was only trying to pick up a dime, but your teenage mind and spunky attitude had to intervene and make matters worse. He owed me money too you know, that's why I killed him, because he told me that he wasn't giving it to me. That's what set me off and then your big curly headed ass poked your head around the corner and threw everybody off, but it gave me a good opportunity to catch him off guard. Two bullets to the chest." He breathed as he sat back.
"Shut up!" I banged my fists on the table, causing my glass to tip over and shatter when it hit the floor. Daniel rounded the corner and in a flash his hands were around my neck sending me flying back with my chair, to the ground. I braced myself and my stomach for the impact.
Coughing, I blinked as my vision became a bit blurry.
"Talk to me with an attitude again, b****. I dare you." My chest heaved up and down trying to collect as much oxygen as I could. I didn't know how much more of his roughness I could take.
"Stop. I can't-breathe!" I struggled to get out.
The sound of knocking on my door broke his contact with my aching neck. I rubbed it gently coughing.
"TYSON?" Yelled Justin from the other side of the door. My eyes nearly popped out of my skull as I scurried to my feet and tried to make a run to the door. Daniel pulled me back against his chest with ease and I struggled wildly against his hold. Indigo was barking, sensing trouble and I began to whimper.
I just wanted this to be over.
If I yelled out, Daniel would probably hurt me worse than before which I couldn't risk, but I didn't want anyone else getting hurt.
"Say nothing." Whispered Daniel.
"Please don't hurt him." I begged quietly. EJ walked towards the door with his gun by his side at the ready.
"I can't lose anymore people. Please!" I whispered harshly. Daniel gave me a look, as if he were actually feeling sorry for me for just a moment. I could hear Justin's voice getting more worried by the second. Indigo's barks grew louder as well.
"Quit fussing. No ones getting hurt if you just cooperate." I nodded yes quickly.
"We'll just wait him out." Said Daniel loud enough so that only I could hear. He whistled at EJ and told him to hold off which he did. The banging ceased and the barking stopped and the footsteps retreated down the hallway. I sighed in relief. Justin had left.
"Who else are you expecting hmm?" Ordered Daniel as he shook me in his arms.
"No one. I swear." I looked outside. The sky was dark now, but it was still early only 8:36PM. The streets were still busy.
"We'll leave at ten. The city will die down by then." He told EJ. I watched him nod and eye me with a smirk.
Daniel released me from his strong hold and I walked over to the couch in the living room to calm down. I rested my head on a pillow and almost as soon as I did, I had fallen asleep.
Chris being the last person on my mind.
omg....i need someone to come and save tyson like now!! chris go back!! jason unlck the door!! omg i hate daniel and ej with everything in me!!!! i need a new add like now!!
run it!!!
That is ridiculous! I really hope someone helps and her and the baby will be okay
Tyson's outfit.
I rushed as quick as I could to the panel to push the emergency button, but Daniels hands had already made contact. He gripped both my shoulders tight and shoved me up against the cold steel of the elevator wall. I whimpered as the elevator door shut and he reached back to press the emergency stop button.
"Please, please, please don't do this." I begged thinking about my baby. My hands cradled around my tummy, protecting it as best as I could. Daniels arm was placed tightly over my neck, pushing harder and harder until it was nearly impossible for me to breathe.
"You f***ed with my business Tyson. Everything I WORKED for." He shoved me further into the wall if it were possible. I squeezed my eyes shut bracing myself.
"I didn't--"
"Oh but you did girl!" He seethed. It was getting harder to breathe and my legs began to kick underneath me as I tried to break free from his iron like grip.
After a moment of silence he released me. I slipped right down the wall sucking in as much air as I could. Tears threatened to fall, but I held them in. I wouldn't let him have what he wants.
"You and ya pop star boy there, owe me six grand. Each." He spoke composing himself. My eyes widened.
"Each?!" I yelled. He quickly grabbed me by my hair and pulled me up to my feet where even still I was much further from his face.
"Did I stutter b****?" He spat.
"Chris can give that to you, but I don't have that kind of money I'm--"
"Do you think I'm stupid? HUH? I know you've got that little cookie cutter art gallery in town. I paid it a little visit last night. I caught that sister of Kelly's and some other light skinned b**** during closing. Mackenzie? Is that her name? Yeah,I don't know the other girls name, they weren't very cooperative. Had to set their asses straight, but don't worry. A bullet wound or two could be tended too. Just ask Kelly....oh wai--"
"You son of a b****. YOU SON OF A b****!!" I struggled against his hold until the stinging feeling rose on my cheek as he slapped me. My face swung to the right, I held my wet cheek. The tears had fallen long ago.
I had to find Mackenzie and Paige, I had to find everyone and make sure that they were safe, but there was no way I could with no help. Chris was gone, and Justin wasn't coming to check on me for another ten minutes and that's if Daniel hasn't already killed me for fighting him.
I was stuck in an elevator, with a murderer.
"LET ME GO!!" I cried as loud as I could, but he muffled my screams with his large palm. He turned me around and shoved me into the wall, my face mushed against the silver steel wall before my stomach could hit the wall I wrapped my hands around it, causing my knuckles to receive the impact instead. I bawled in pain and in fear of what was to come next. He pushed himself up against me, his crotch dangerously close to my behind. I cried out for Chris as I felt Daniels hot breath against my neck.
"It's a shame I couldn't hit this first." He whispered into my ear. I heard the sound of a belt coming undone and squeezed my eyes shut.
"OKAY! Okay! Okayy, I'll give you the money! Please just don't." I begged for mercy, not understanding why this was happening to me. My vision was blurry as he spun me around to look me in the eye menacingly.
"I'll give you..the money." I repeated firmer. He straightened up and held me by my hair.
"I hope you're not f***ing with me. Cause it's your life that'll end, not mine." He said as he reached back and pushed the emergency button and pushed the third floor button after. The elevator operated again and there was silence.
"The money's not here it's in the gallery in my office in a safe." I spoke shakily.
"You've got to be kidding me!" He groaned. It was silent for a moment.
"Well then, we'll head up to your place, wait till dark and then head to the gallery." He said.
Mackenzie and Paige ran through my mind at a quick pace. I was worried sick about them both and wondered if they were even still alive. Someone had to have found them by now. If they locked up last night then that means that the gallery was closed all day, Michael, or Tristan, or someone must have figured out something was wrong by now. My phone began to ring cutting off my thoughts and not remembering where it fell during the tussle I looked to the ground and found it in the corner behind Daniel. He looked to the noise and down at my phone before paying me a look. I set my eyes on the screen. It was Chris calling. The tears fell from my eyes again when Daniel's heavy foot slammed down on my phone, shattering the screen.
"I'll deal with him later." He spoke as he squared his shoulders. The elevator door opened and behind it stood Daniels accomplice, the man who shot me.
"Ah EJ glad you could join us." Said Daniel as he pulled me roughly out of the elevator and towards my door. I kept my gaze of hatred glued on EJ who followed silently. He had a smirk on his face. I was disgusted. We stopped at my door at the end of the hall. Right beside the stairwell.
If I entered this place, there was no guarantee that I would be coming out alive. I needed to think of something quick. I needed to get to Justin so that we could call for help. I couldn't let this be the end for me, not without a fight. I turned to face Daniel, who surprisingly looked patient.
"If..I give you the money, will you leave?" I asked.
"You're in no position to ask me questions darling. Open the door." He threw back. I fished through my purse for my keys, heart knocking against my chest.
"The least you could do is answer my questions Daniel. I'm giving you what you want." I spoke. He gave a pensive look.
"Tell you what. Because you asked so politely and we have plenty time to kill, we'll go in and have a little chat and I'll answer any questions you have for me." He said.
Mentioning nothing about leaving me alive. I gulped and unlocked my door stepping in. EJ locked the door behind him. I was dragged over to the living room and thrown on the couch. Daniel and EJ took a look around the house to make sure it was empty of any other guests. I looked frantically around for a weapon that I could use in case. I remembered that Chris had an exacto knife in the kitchen drawer for when we first moved in and needed them to open boxes. I let the tears fall again. Justin would be heading over here soon and I feared for his life. If he showed up with Indie both of them could get seriously hurt.
This home was ruined, tarnished with bad memories now. I promised myself that if I were to make it out of this alive, I was moving out.
Daniel and EJ had come back into the living room, stuffing their guns back into their pockets. Daniel took a seat next to me, throwing his arm over the back of the chair. I moved away from him to the other end. He chuckled.
"I need to change out of these clothes. They're uncomfortable." I spoke with a low voice. Daniel paid me a hard stare. I looked daringly back into his eyes.
"Go ahead. Don't bother making any calls. All the cords are cut." He spoke. I nodded and went to get up but his hard grip stopped me. I looked back into his eyes immediately wishing I hadn't. He was void of any humanity. I pitied him.
"And if you try anything. I'll kill you and everyone you love will join you shortly after, you understand me?" He threatened. My heart nearly stopped in my chest.
"Yes I understand." I replied, hatred in my voice before I stood to my feet and passed EJ on the way to my bedroom.
As I shut the door behind me it was as if a wave of emotion hit me, and I immediately broke down, sliding to the ground beneath me. The tears fell and landed on my pregnant belly. I rubbed it softly trying to calm myself down.
"Mommy's gonna get us out of this okay? I promise." I said softly before I took a moment to compose myself and remove my heels and stand to my tired feet.
NOOOOO!!!! I hope Daniel doesn't harm Tyson or the baby. I wonder what Daniel wants and how he got out of jail. Run it
"Thanks for the ride big head." I said to Chris as I easily took his hand and stepped out of the car. He shut the door behind me and I released from his soft hold. His smile faultered for a moment when he couldn't feel my hand in his anymore. I looked into his eyes.
"Chris, you're gonna be a great father. I can see it in your heart that you want to be, so you will be." I said.
"I know, but that's not all I want to be." He said. I hesitated for a moment, I knew what he meant.
"It's not our time yet. When it is, we'll be everything we want for each other." I told him.
"...Do you feel any trust at all?" He mumbled. I took that moment to search his face for everything I knew before the mess, before the problems and I found a bit of what I was looking for.
"I do." I smirked, he grinned somewhat taking my hand he played with my marriage finger, but I pretended like I hadn't noticed and kept my eyes on his that were looking down at our hands.
"If it's meant to be, it will be...I gotta go take a bath and cook some dinner." I told him. He nodded moving his hands up to my face. He looked daringly into my eyes.
"I love you." His voice cracked near the end of his words and he bent down to capture my lips in a passionate and loving kiss. When he pulled away, I was saddened immediately missing the feel of his touch.
"I love you too." I said. He nodded as if that was what he needed to hear.
"Go up there and lock the doors. Stay away from the patio, just chill aight? Clyde's gon' come through soon, in about an hour." He said as he rounded the beemer and opened his door. I smiled.
"What time will you drop off the car in the morning?" I asked.
"Imma come around eight." He said. I nodded, waved and turned to walk into the condominium. Exhaustion in my steps. I unlocked the lobby doors and turned when I didn't hear the engine of the car. Chris was still standing outside of the car waiting for me to get in safely. He could be such a mother hen sometimes.
"What am I gonna do with him Kelz.." I mumbled to myself. I walked in and pushed the button to the elevators, waiting for one to open.
It took a moment but one had finally reached the main floor. I praised God in my mind and readied myself to enter. My tummy flipped oddly causing me to pause my movements for a moment. My eyebrow raised in question and worry, it was that same gut feeling I had been feeling all day.
"What the hell is going on?" I whispered viciously to myself before I walked onto the vacant elevator. My phone rang in my purse and I quickly reached into to answer the call.
"Hey Justin." I said not pressing my floor yet.
"Ty? Where you at? You okay I haven't heard from you since yesterday?" He asked in a hurry.
"Yeah I'm okay, sorry about that. I'm in the elevator right now, are you home?" I pressed the number three button on the panel.
"Yeah I had the day off, so I'm chillin'." He answered.
"How's Indie doing?" I asked. I knew he had used the spare key to get her from my apartment.
"She's taking a nap. You want me to bring her over now?" He asked.
"Uh give me about fifteen minutes. I just wanna get myself settled down first." I said waiting for the doors to open up as the elevator came to a stop on the third floor.
"Oh aight then." He answered.
My breath caught itself in my throat when the door slid open to reveal Daniel standing patiently behind it. He seemed to be leaving, but quickly his mind was changed as he set his eyes on me.
"You sure you're okay?" Asked Justin in my ear. With a conniving smile Daniel looked from the phone back to my fear stricken eyes and raised a finger to his mouth, telling me to keep my mouth shut.
"Y-yeah..I'm okay. See you tomorrow...bye." I said hoping that Justin could sense my the off tone I was using. I shakily hung up the phone.
My entire body was trying to run scared but my brain had gone dead. Daniel stood tall with his set smile and pressed clothing.
"Well what do we have here? Tyson Kindle, pregnant! Haha!" He clapped after wiping the stubble on his chin. I gasped at the sound of his voice and the mention of my baby.
"What are you doing here, Daniel?" Choosing not to sound afraid. I looked to the panel quickly and back to his cold eyes. There was a motive behind them, I just couldn't figure out what it was.
"I'm here to collect." He said gravely.