Clash

“Harry we have to do something about this!” One of the guys said angrily and I recognized him from earlier. Harry was looking pissed off and I know he was about to beat that kid up for being so rude to him and I know I should not intervene but we really could use anyone and it didn’t help if he beat up that kid for big mouthing him.

“We know that, I’m sorry I didn’t quite catch your name.” I told him and he aimed his narrowed eyes on me. “I’m Luke.” He said and I nodded, whilst walking towards him.
“Well Luke we know that but we can’t just barge in, can we now?” I know I was being a smartass but if this was necessary then so be it. “Yeah and when will that be?” He really was pushing it and I saw Harry’s face getting even more red, as he was gripping the table a bit tighter, you could see his knuckles getting white.

I got right into his face and that startled him, as he didn’t expect me to do something like that. “There is a reason why Harry and I are in charge, so if I were you, I would stop the defiance.” I hissed at him and I know I freaked him out with this and I also know that Harry found this amusing. “As if you are so important, you’re just here for Harry to get laid.” That’s when I snapped and hit him in the face, he went down immediately.

I didn’t even look at Harry but just walked out of the house to get fresh air. I know the guys were cheering my actions but I didn’t feel so good about it. I kicked against the first object I saw, “damn kid.” I know I must seem crazy by now, as I was actually mumbling to myself but I really felt pissed off about this whole situation.

“Anna love, are you okay?” Harry asked and I hadn’t even seen him following me outside and was startled at first. “I’m fine.” I snapped at him and he even put his hands up in the air and that made me giggle. “God, I’m sorry.” I apologized but he waved it off.

“Don’t be, I’m glad you hit him unconscious.” He was joking right because there was nothing funny about this. “Really Harry…” I sighed and that made him chuckle. “Come here you.” He opened his arms and I walked in them. “Let’s do some groceries.” He mumbled in my hair and that actually cheered me up because I really needed something to eat.

It was ridiculous how many men were following us whilst walking through the supermarket. Harry did not really tell me that he had us followed but I knew he made sure I was safe. We had to shop for a lot of mouths so when I saw the guys I ordered one of them to walk with us with another cart and he did immediately what I told him. That was something else and I was happy that I finally had their respect.

We were done with the groceries in no time. I had gotten a lot of snacks as I really was hungry for snacks the entire time, it was really weird. “Anna, do you need something else before we go home?” Harry asked me and that made me realize that I didn’t have a laptop anymore, as I threw it out angrily, whilst being drunk.

“I do need a laptop, as I threw mine out of the window.” I looked at the ground as I said this but Harry put his arm around my shoulders and started walking towards the Apple store. “Than you will get a new one but I do appreciate it if you don’t throw this one out.” He smiled at me when I looked up and I actually blushed. “I won’t I promise.” We walked in and bought a new macbook for me but when we wanted to walk out of the stores, I heard one of our guy’s yell at Harry to stay inside the store.

I looked at him and he had a worried expression on his face. His hand was on his gun but he didn’t grab it. He looked around to see if there was a back door but there wasn’t one in sight that is “Anna go look if you can see an emergency door.” He ordered me and I immediately walked slowly to the back of the store. I was happy that I brought my gun as well.
“Miss you can’t come here.” An employee told me but I ignored him and walked straight through the employee only door. He was coming after me though, which wasn’t a good idea right now because I wasn’t messing around and when I turned around I was stunned that he was aiming a gun at me.

“What the?” Was all I could say before he closed the distance between us and pressed the gun against my head. “Shut up.” He told me menacingly but for some odd reason I started to laugh because this was just so absurd. “STOP LAUGHING” he pushed the gun even harder against my head but he was shaking now. I did stop laughing though as I didn’t want to provoke him further.

“I know you don’t want to do this.” I told him quietly and I saw it in his eyes, that he was scared. “You don’t know anything about me.” He said menacingly. “I maybe don’t but I know that Bradley would never forgive you if you kill me.” I said purely acting on instincts now but I had a hinge that I was correct about that one.

“You think?” He was doubting himself and that’s exactly what I needed. I saw the loose grip on his gun and that is when I made my move. I grabbed his wrist and tried to knock the gun out of his hands but he focussed the minute I grabbed his wrist and I actually had to wrestle with him. I kicked him against his leg and there he went, whilst falling he let go of the gun. I let myself fall on top of him, to stop him but he was strong and he had us turned within seconds.

He hit me hard but I had to keep conscious as he lurged for the gun on the ground. I turned on my stomach and grabbed him at his ankle, which made him fall on his face, he actually grunted. I didn’t have time to enjoy this moment as he still tried to reach the gun and I was already half way climbing over him when I remembered my own gun.

I jumped off of him and grabbed my own gun and aimed it on him. “Get up!” He looked so disrespectful and I could see that he didn’t believe I would shoot if necessary. “You’re not going to shoot.” He was challenging me and I smirked at him, this I had learned from Harry.

I aimed at the spot right next to him and pulled the trigger, making him scurry away. He got to his feet and tried to run for it but I shot again, which made him stand still. “I didn’t say you could go, did I?” I asked sounding viciously. I felt the pain of where he had hit me and it only made me angrier. He turned to look at me and I saw the fear in his eyes and this made me feel a bit uneasy because never had I been feared but it was also powerful.

Harry bolted through the door right at that moment and he immediately assed the situation. When he saw the bruise on my face his eyes got dark, he was really close to the guy and before I could even register what happened the guy was already flying against the wall, I could hear the crack of his nose. This was not something I enjoyed watching because when Harry loses his temper, you never know what is going to happen.

“Harry, don’t kill him.” I said with a steady voice, which stopped him. He turned around and kicked the guy one more time before he walked my way. “Are you hurt?” he asked but I was except for some bruises.

“No I’m fine, just a few bruises.” I shrugged. He caressed my cheek without touching my mark. “We have to get out of here, it’s crazy out there.” He mentioned and I just nodded. I followed him to the exit and we ran towards the waiting car, when a bullet flew by. Harry threw me to the ground immediately, which hurt like a bitch.

“Fuck.” I heard him mumble. I should’ve been scared but I wasn’t because there was no way we could get away this easy. I sat up, ignoring Harry’s protests. “We can’t stay here.” The shooting stopped for a second and that’s when I jumped up, pulling Harry with me. I assessed the situation and wasn’t surprised when I saw one of Bradley’s girls running towards us, with a gun pointed at us.

Harry was now in front of me dragging me along, when she started shooting but this time I saw it coming and I grabbed my gun. I aimed it at her and was surprised when she got hit. She fell down but I knew I hadn’t killed her.

“Good shot love.” Harry said proudly but I wasn’t proud at all, I just wanted to get the hell out of here. I quickly got into the waiting car with Harry behind me and as he pulled the doors shut I heard someone scream and when I looked outside I saw Bradley hunched over the girl. I wasn’t proud about shooting her but I did enjoy seeing Bradley in pain.

It was like he knew I was watching because suddenly he looked up and when he saw me smiling, he aimed his gun and fired.

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