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Chapter Twenty

It felt like hours since Damon had left me and with the non-stop gunfire, I was petrified. The sound of a stick breaking behind me panicked me into such a state that had my body frozen on the spot. Managing to look down at the gun in my shaking hands, I tried to grip it the same way I had seen Damon. However, I could not get my hands to register with my brain no matter how hard I tried. Hearing another round of gunshots shocked my frozen body back into reality.

Pushing my body lower to the ground, I held the gun out with my finger placed over the trigger. My hand began swaying slightly, as I listened out for any more noises. Although I felt so cold, I could feel the sweat running down my forehead. As I continued to keep my eyes scanning all around me. Keeping the gun up was becoming harder as every noise I heard was making me jump.

I could hear someone talking into a phone or something, and seeing a shadow straight ahead of me I crouched down as much as I could. “We have him” I heard the man say. My blood ran cold knowing deep down he was on about Damon. “No he is dead,” he said. I sat there not knowing what to do, but there was no way I was going to let Damon down. I am going to kill this man, I told myself as I pulled the gun and pointed towards the gap in the bush.

I started to make my way slowly out of the bushes, and seeing a man standing right at the side of me had my palms sweating like mad. However, I quickly shook it off knowing that one of these men had killed Damon. My life was not worth anything any more now that Damon is gone, I thought to myself. Nevertheless, I wanted to make sure that whoever took Damon’s life would pay for it. Feeling my temper boiling up inside me, I pointed the gun at the man and pulled the trigger. The man's body fell to the floor. Running over to him I spotted the radio on the floor, quickly picking it up I pressed a few of the buttons. Someone at the other end started talking, I could tell by the way he was talking that the men who had come here to kill us were not doing to well.  Something then grabbed me by the ankle making me scream. “She’s here,” the man I had shot, screamed out. I kicked him in his privates with my free foot making him roll around on the floor clutching hold of him self. Seeing his blood everywhere made my stomach flip. Taking this as my chance to run I bolted in the direction of the house.

My heart was pounding in my chest as I ran as fast as I could. Seeing the infer red beams lighting up all around me I continued to run, as I dodged as many as I could. Tripping on a rock had me falling face first into the ground, ignoring the pain I jumped up and carried on running. It was as if everything around me was going in slow motion as bullets were now zooming past me. I would not let myself be scared as I kept running, seeing the house all-light up brought a feeling of slight relief to me. I kept my gun up as I approached the steps that led up to the back door. I reached my hand out to the handle, but just as I pulled; it down someone grabbed me from behind and put there hand over my mouth so tight I could not even scream for help. He dragged me backwards back down the steps, and as hard as I tried to break free, I couldn’t. This man was so strong that he held me in away that I could not even get a look at him. He continued to drag my body away from the house, with me fighting him off.

Once we were far away from the house, he removed his hand from over my mouth. I screamed as loud as I could hoping that someone would hear me. Slapping me around the face, he then replaced his hand over my mouth muffling my screams. Lying on the cold damp bumpy ground, I hoped that someone had heard my screams of help, and were coming to help me, I thought to myself. All the anger and fight I had in me was disappearing, and replaced with the most horrible emptiness. The strength and adrenalin that had kept me alive up until now was slowly fading.

When locking his eyes with mine, it was then I realised that he was the security man that I had met earlier today. He was the one that I did not like the look of; when I first saw him, it was as if I knew he was bad. “Aww does poor Sheena misses her friends?” he asked in a mock baby voice, then ending it with a laugh. I felt like shooting I tried to remember where my gun had gone, but then remembered that I dropped it when he grabbed me. “You looking for this?” he asked pointing my gun at me. My body shook as he held the gun against my forehead; I stopped fighting him off as I felt my body go limp. He pressed the gun harder against my head before taking it away. I was feeling so exhausted, but I was too scared to sleep.

He placed a strip of tape tightly across my mouth, and as much as it hurt, it was much better than his filthy hand. I thought to myself. Crying silent tears of worry and loss, he tied my hands up behind my back. He then pressed his foot on top of me preventing me from moving at all. He started to talk into the radio; I listened carefully for any information on Damon Lee and Cherelle. Although I was still worried for them, I knew deep in my heart that there was no way on earth that they could have survived.

Feeling so alone like I used to, made me want to give up. Nevertheless, every time I close my eyes I could see Damon, and he kept telling me not to give up. The look of worry on his face had me battling with myself. However, I knew I owed him at least this for everything he had done for me. As if it was not for Damon, I would have never experienced love, friendship or even felt like I was somebody. These were just some of the things that made me so happy. In addition, I loved those things so much about him. He believed in me like no one else ever did, I completely broke down as I thought of all the things we had done together. Our special and most precious moments to the hard and though times. Every minute good or bad was special and I do not know how I am going to coupe without him.

As my eyes began to close, I heard a gun go off right beside me making my ears ring by the closeness. Feeling too scared to open my eyes, I continued to lay still praying and hoping whoever it was would just think I was dead and leave me. Nevertheless, as always I am never that lucky, I thought to myself as I felt my body being grabbed off the ground and thrown over their shoulder.  The body felt familiar but I could not make it out, as all I could see was black. As my hands were still tied up, my body kept slapping against his solid back as he continued to run.

 After running for a while, we came to a stop. Lifting me off his shoulder, he then pulled me in close to his chest “Sheena thank God your alive, it’s me Lee,” he said. Slowly looking up, to my relief it was Lee, he was alive. I grabbed hold of him and thanked God. So knowing that Lee had made it out alive, gave me hope for Cherelle and Damon.

 Raising his hand to my mouth, “I will have to do this quickly but it will still hurt a little alright?” I closed  my eyes and nodded my head for him to do it. As he started picking at the corner of the tape, it felt like my skin was coming away with the tape. “On three” he said I nodded again “one, two, three” then he ripped it off; I bit my tongue as I tried not to scream. It was as if my lips had just been ripped off my face along with the skin. I could taste the metallic of my own blood from where I had bit down so hard. After untying my hands he wrapped me back into chest,”where is Cherelle?” I asked nervously. He stood back a little and looked me straight in the eyes, “she got shot during the crossfire, but she was lucky, it just hit her arm” I felt my cold blood go even colder. “Is she going to make it?” I asked the dreaded question, but I needed to know. ”yes she is, I have managed to get her out of there and she is now waiting for us.” He said with a small smile, I could see the relief in his eyes, knowing that the love of his life was alive.

 However, that didn’t help me, don’t get me wrong I am so pleased and relived that she is alive and all, but what about Damon is he alive? It was as if Lee knew what I was thinking, as he stood there moving from foot to foot nervously. “No we haven’t managed to find him yet” he told me, with the saddest expression on his face. After all this was, his best friend and partner too. My breath caught, I could not breathe; it was as if my lungs had completely shut down. I desperately tried to take in slow deep breaths, but I couldn’t. The burning inside me had me gasping for any air I could get.

 I could hear Lee mumbling something but I could not make out what he was saying. I started to feel light headed as I began panicking even more. I felt a sharp sting across my face, “I’m sorry but I had to do something,” Lee said. I nodded my head as I started to breathe properly again, but is this what I want? Do I want to breathe? I asked myself as Lee held onto my hand and started walking further away from the house.

After a while we came across a log cabin, it was heavily guarded but by our men, so Lee had informed me. I felt safer but that was all, as the rest of me was worrying for Damon. A paramedic came running over to check on me, but I shoved him off, as I just needed to make sure that Cherelle was all right first. Walking through the door, I could see Cherelle with her arm all strapped up, Running over to her I hugged her but making sure not to hurt her arm in the process. Then it felt like something inside me suddenly snapped. As my body started to fill with anger at looking at all these men just standing in here, when in reality they should be out looking for Damon. Standing up I walked over to where a group of officers stood, “Why are you all just standing here? You should all be out there looking for Damon,” I yelled at them, as the tears started to stream down my cheeks. No one answered me they all just stood their staring. “Someone answer me NOW!” I yelled. I felt useless, then thinking to myself I decided I would go back out there and look for him myself. Looking around me for a way to get back out there, I noticed that there was no one standing by the back door.

 As I made a run for it, I forgot all about the guards outside, which as soon as I stepped outside they took hold of me. I knew then there was no way they were going to let me go back out there.

The sun had risen and there was still no sign of Damon and we were now been driven away by armed officers. Looking out the window I began crying hysterically, as we left Damon there alone and we did not even no if he was dead or alive. Cherelle wrapped her good arm around me as she cried with me.

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