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"Guys I've had enough for today, I have to go,'' I said then placed my fifth can on the table.
It was at night, and we were in a club doing karaoke and enjoying ourselves.
''Come on Imma, don't go yet, it's not even ten o'clock,'' Jennie said trying to convince me to stay.
I shook my head, stood then took my purse. I knew that if I don't leave now, my uncle will notice I am not around. It's not like I didn't ask for permission; the problem is, I assumed his decision and snuck away for the first time.
''I'll be in trouble if I don't go back now,'' I explained to her.
There were my other fellow classmates to, so I wasn't leaving her all alone. Then Luke, a boy from our class offered to take me downstairs. We finally arrived at the exit, again he offered to take me home. I stared at his black motorbike, parked at the parking lot. [ Going home on a bike sounds cool, but I'll be in more trouble].
''No thanks, Luke I already called for a cab.'' I said smiling at him to sound convincing.
''Okay_ you look pretty today Imma.'' he said. I just smiled; he literally tells me that like almost every day. I was dressed in a white long sleeve crop shirt, blue jeans, white sneakers and a blue band on my burgundy hair. He also offered to give out his sweater to me, but I declined.
''I have to go.'' I told him.
''Well, I'll see you at school,'' he said. I just nodded and started walking away from him.
The cab I had called was delaying, so I had to walk in the streets. There was hardly a soul around and it was so quiet. [Probably people are out parting or something]. I kept walking and mumbling about my ride being late. I sure am dead meat if ten o'clock finds me outside. As I kept walking, I noticed there was a street light flickering, and it seemed dim. It felt creepy, but I assumed it.
The light suddenly went off, and when it turned on, I saw someone in a black hoodie walking towards my direction. As he (since he was muscular) walked closer, I saw he was carrying something... a knife!!
I got scared and started walking back to the direction I was coming from hurriedly. I heard his footsteps getting quicker and even closer. I knew if I don't run now, he'll catch me for sure.
I started running as fast as I could. ''Hey lady stop right there if you want to live!'' he ordered with his hoarse voice.
I couldn't take this; he was really scaring me and there was no way I could escape him.
"HELP! HELP! HELP ME!!!
I accidentally dropped my purse, but I couldn't pick it up.
I then felt a strong pull on my shoulder... I was caught. ''Where do you think you're going?'' He asked harshly. I realized he didn't take my purse, so if it was not money he was after, then what did he want from me. I tried to struggle out of his hold, but he curved his broad arm around my neck and with the other arm, he showed the knife in front of my face.
'' Please don't kill me...there's my phone and money and jewelry in my purse, just take it and don't hurt me.'' I pleaded.
" Tempting, but I am not after your money Shawty, but if you keep moving, I swear I will not hesitate to use my knife on your pretty skin... in fact you worth more than you think.'' He spoke.
Was he trying to say that he wants to traffic me? I felt like crying.
As he still held me captive, a man in a black suit appeared from the shadows. He was carrying a gun and he pointed it at the maniac.
"Let her go. " The man in black said sounding so calm with his deep voice.
''You stay out of this Idiot!" The maniac shouted.
The man in black took few steps towards us. "Stay away, I'm warning you... I'll kill her if you keep coming near. " He warned again.
That made me even more scared. "Please Sir, listen to him, I don't want to die. " I said now crying.
"SHUT UP! " the maniac screamed at me.
The man in black didn't listen he kept moving, it was like he was gambling with my life.
"I want you to come to me. " He told me.
He was clearly planning something. I had to think fast.
He pointed the gun at his left leg and hot him, giving me an opportunity to run.
The maniac screamed, he was shit against at his arm holding the knife, which he dropped because of the pain.
The man in black walked to him and looked down on him.
"You're so slow. " He said still with his cold expression, then shot the man on his forehead and I saw blood splashing on the floor.
I was startled. I gasped then covered my mouth. I was in shock. I hate the maniac, but I didn't think he was going to kill him, especially in cold blood.
Still in shock he reached out my purse for me. I took it slowly while staring up at him since he was so tall, probably six feet.
He had black hair that shone under the light. His silver eyes stared at me with that dangerous gaze. His lashes were long and made him look beautiful as he blinked. His lips were pale pink but still looked healthy. He was well built, his broad shoulders appeared well under that suit that looked so expensive. He then put his gun back in place.
He then walked closer to me I could smell his sweet scent mixed with cigarette smoke and reached out his. "Let me take you home Imma. " He said.