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Between Life & Death: Part Ten

*-Lexa*

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Rule #10: Take your time

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We got up, grabbed each others hand and ran. We didnâ??t know where but we ran. We felt the bullets go into the ground as we were inches away from them.

Michael: In the barn.

We ran into the barn and climbed to the top.

Me: Damn, we have the worst luck.
Michael: Thatâ??s the price to pay for being wanted all over the country.
Me: Oh yeah, I saw those wanted signs. *chuckles* Pretty interesting.
Michael: Very.

We both stopped talking when we heard the cops bust into the room.

Cop#1: We know you two are in here! Come on out, you got nowhere to run!
I spotted a .32 caliber rifle to the side and quietly grabbed it. Michael looked at me and smiled. He grabbed another on his side and quickly crouched down, as did I.

Soon, bullets were flying. Some hit the wood behind us, some hit the wood below us, most hit the cops. I yelled out in pain when the last cop shot a bullet through my shoulder as Michael finished him off.

Michael: *drops the rifle* Are you alright?
Me: *nods a little* I think so.
Michael: *shakes his head* Damn that was crazy.
Me: Youâ??re telling me. *chuckles*

He tore off a piece of cloth from his shirt and wrapped it around my shoulder. Sweet and caring yet bad and dangerous. Heâ??s the perfect guy for me.

Michael: *smiles* You gonna be okay?
Me: As long as youâ??re here, of course. *smiles*

-Later-

Me: *groans* How much longer do we have to walk?
Michael: *chuckles* Just a few more hours.
Me: Hours?! Ugh, now I know that walking is worse than sitting in a car for 10 hours.
Michael: *laughs* Well, what did you expect?

I chuckled a little but went wide eyed.

Michael: What?
Me: Michael, our money and our guns were in that car.
Michael: *sighs* I know. We could go to my brothersâ?? place. He has a some what similar life style that we do. He could lend us a hand.
Me: *nods*

-At his brothers house-

Jermaine: I gotta tell ya man, I didnâ??t know you could do it. You two have become pretty damn popular.
Me: Well, I learned from the best.
Michael: *chuckles* She did. But I know, itâ??s pretty amazing.

We talked a little more about our lives and what we would do for the last days.

???: Hey, Jermaine. You here?
Me: *wide eyed* Why does that sound like my father?
Jermaine: Uh...does your father happen to be Paul Holloway?
Me: Oh shit.

*-Lexa*

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