1 WEEK AGO
Let me tell you one thing about being shot at or having a gun pointed at you regularly, it absolutely does not get easier.
People expect that you spring into action and make all the right moves but the sound of a gun muffles all your thoughts for a second and those seconds lost in humanity determines whether you live or die.
I stood there with an aghast look on my face as bullets pierced through Jones already lifeless body. Damien pulled me down to his side behind an already flipped table we were using for shield.
"Shit is he..." I start saying and Damien put his hands on my shoulder shaking me rather violently.
"He is dead and we will be too if you don't start functioning" he said I noticed that he already has a gun on him.
Where the fuck did he get that from? and does he just carry it with him everywhere he goes?
"Their is a way through the back, we could leave from there ," Damien said and my eyes dart around and I make a move to look up from the table but the bullets almost took my head off.
"Are you crazy?!!" Damien yelled
"They are firing at a large distance, if we make a run for it we might just make it," I said
The glass cup above our head shatters the shards dropping to the floor close to us.
"My car is parked at the back, the exit is through the kitchen hopefully we would make it without our brains blown clean off" Damien said
"Come on" Damien said pulling my hand pushing me forward "ladies first "
"Oh fuck you Damien " I said but started moving regardless, I noticed the gunshots sounds drew closer. That means who ever it was shooting at us was starting to close in on us.
I crawled across the ground holding my breath the bullets didn't stop they were all around me glass shards piercing my skin as I moved.
Damien roughly shoved me through the exit I felt his gun press against my neck as we landed through the door and it clicked shut it was then I realized that the doors were bullet proof.
"You know for a mobsters daughter you are pretty fucking slow" Damien said through clenched teeth's.
"I am sorry for that" I said rolling my eyes
"You should be, make that twice I have saved your life you are welcome" Damien said
"Well in that case I would like to inform you that their is an armed assain behind you" I said referring to the man with a mask holding a blade.
(Bringing a knife to a gun fight are we?) I am sorry this is just my coping mechanism making hilarious jokes like this.
"Fuck!" Damien grunted as the man made a move to stab him while throwing the blade in my direction and it grazed my hair pinning some of it to the wall behind me making me whelp.
"Start moving towards the car Jessica" Damien yelled aiming the gun at the man but he was too fast and Damien kept missing his aim.
"What?, I can't leave you here, at least for the sake of Mia" I said
"Sure you can, you are a liability to me , you are Soo incredibly slow it's maddening, you will get us killed" he said landing few jabs at the man's face.
I kicked Damien down taking the gun from his pockets when he was down on his knees and used him to propel myself forward and aimed the gun at the man's legs shooting two times.
Another fun thing about being shot at you are never ever afraid of the gun, just afraid of the bullets.
I dusted my hands on my clothe as the man crumpled on the floor and kicked the knives out of his hand giving Damien a pointed look as we both ran towards the exit.
"Make that once I saved your life" I said as we slid into the sit of his SUV and he immediately turned on the ignition and started moving forward.
"We are going to stay at a penthouse at the outskirts of town we should be safe there" Damien said
i didn't have the opportunity to respond as the bullets began again breaking the glass at the back of the car.
"The door of the café is bullet proof but your car is not!!!" I cried with my legs almost beneath my legs.
"I am sorry I didn't expect to be shot at by your psycho dad" Damien spat back going over a bump fast and making my head slam on the ridge of my knee.
My pain quickly masked up by his words, it was then I looked at the rearview mirror to see my dad's infamous black rings on the hands of the man holding the gun shooting at our car.
I couldn't believe it, I couldn't believe it at...
"What the fuck are you staring at, do you want to invite them over for a tea party" Damien said tossing a gun into my lap "take the damn gun and shoot Jessica " Damien yelled
I felt my hand shake against the gun. Their is no way that was Francis Backlay, there had to be a valid explanation for this.
My dad was everything but stupid wasn't part of it, he is smart and calculating and would never do something stupid like shoot at his daughter in a very shady outskirt of town when he is probably the most wanted man alive.
My dad isn't dumb thats why he had the files of all the powerful men in the world.
This is the work of someone with a lower level of thinking, impulsive and stupid enough to cause a scene like this because of a vendetta and a point to prove.
This had to be the handiwork of the commissioner.
So with that concluded I loaded the gun and started shooting.