“Oh, my God, they shootin’,” I whispered, clearly frightened.
“Get down!” Destiny snapped. Her voice had changed completely. Not friendly anymore, she’d went directly in professional mode.
Destiny walked down the hallway, staying close to the wall, as I damn near crawled right behind her. I didn’t know what the fuck was going on, but I knew I didn’t want to be shot by any stray bullets. So, I was going to stay as close to the ground as I could. I could hear the footsteps of the people running, trying to get to safety, and I prayed that Crue was okay. Gunfire erupted again, this time non-stop.
“Oh, my God,” I whispered breathlessly.
Destiny stopped at the end of the hallway, peeking from behind the wall, trying to see if the coast was clear. She looked back to me and motioned for me to stand up.
“Listen to me, Saniyah. We gotta get the fuck up outta here. I don’t know what the fuck is going on, but we gotta make sure we get outta here safely.”
“But what about Crue?” I asked.
“He gon’ be okay.”
More shots rang out, and this time, I heard men’s voices yelling; however, I couldn’t hear exactly what they were saying. Destiny peeked around the corner again briefly before pulling back fast.
“Shit.”
“What?” I asked, eyes wide.
“It’s several armed men in here. I just counted five, and they standing right around the corner.”
Everything began to blur together as I thought about the chances of me not being able to get out of this mansion alive. The smell of smoke was thick in the air, and I knew it was due to all the gunshots that had been fired.
“We gotta move. We gon’ die if we stay here,” Destiny spoke.
Both my legs and hands shook as I nodded my head slowly. I watched as Destiny peeked around the corner once more. She grabbed my hand, and we took off running. I had no clue where we were going, but I knew Destiny knew the layout of the house more than I did. Just as we reached another hallway, two men dressed in black tactical gear with guns in hand turned the corner. My stomach dropped when one of the men noticed us instantly. Destiny shoved me back just as the men began shooting.
Destiny fired back immediately, fearless. Meanwhile, I was shaking so hard that I could barely move. My heart slammed against my chest so bad, it damn near hurt. I had never been so scared in my life. Although I had heard a lot of gunshots throughout the years, I had never been so close to them. Destiny hit one of the men in the head, dropping him, while the otherone continued firing shots as he walked toward us. I crawled behind a couch that sat in the room, trying to shield myself from the bullets. For a moment, I really thought that I was going to die. I peeked my head out just a little in time to see Destiny drop the other man. Then, I heard Crue calling out to me. I looked out immediately and saw him standing there, gun in hand. I stood up and rushed over to him, damn near falling into his arms.
“Are you okay? You’re not hurt, are you?”
“No, I’m not hurt,” I responded.
His jaw loosened a bit as relief flashed across his face. He looked over to Destiny, making sure she was okay, and she nodded her head. Crue grabbed my hand and ordered me to stay behind him as he led us out the house. We were able to get to the front door without anyone seeing us. The hostess that was once standing there was now on the floor with a bullet to the head. I almost screamed out loud but quickly placed my hand over my mouth to muffle it.
The second we stepped outside, the cool air hit me, assuring me that what had just happened indeed wasn’t a dream. My chest was still tight with fear, and my ears were still ringing from the gunshots. My hands were shaking so fucking bad that I could barely feel my fingers.
“We gotta move fast,” Crue informed, his hand staying locked with mine. “I gotta find my truck, so we can get the fuck outta here,” he continued.
The entire mansion behind us sounded like a warzone as gunshots continued to ring out. There were people jumping over dead bodies, trying to get as far away from the mansion as they could. Luxury cars sat abandoned in the driveway, doors hanging open, as if the owners of them thought it would be faster to run than drive. Destiny ran behind us, her gun raised as she watched our backs.
“My truck right there,” Crue announced as he pointed in the distance.
We moved through the chaos fast, running toward the truck. We were only a few feet away when Destiny yelled that men were coming out the front door. Gunfire erupted immediately. I screamed instinctively as bullets tore through the night air. Crue jerked me down hard behind one of the parked cars as him and Destiny shot back at the men.
Are they only after us? Because that’s what the fuck it feels like.
“Stay down!” Destiny yelled to me as she fired several shots at the men right along with Crue.
One of the men ducked behind a pillar, while the others kept firing toward us. Bullets slammed into the cars around us, crashing metal and shattering glass. I screamed every time a bullet hit something.
“Let’s move!” Crue ordered.
He grabbed my wrist again, and we began running. My legs were weak, but I didn’t stop. My heart was beating so fast that I thought I might pass out, but the adrenaline kept pushing me forward. Crue hit the button just as we made it to his truck, unlocking all the doors.
“Get in,” Crue yelled.
