5 | Darkness

♪♪ Cinnamon Girl • Lana Del Rey

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LILAH

Grabbing broken pieces of chair as weapons, we both stand beside the door, in anticipate of our enemies. A few minutes later, when the metallic door finally cracks open, we get alert by their presence until a tall and bulky guard enters the room with a gun in his hold.

I give Lucy a nod as we both attack the man from behind and stab him on the back several time. The guard lands on the ground with a loud painful growl as the gun in his hold flies off in a corner.

I grasp the convenience and quickly seize the gun from ground. The man arises and prepares a move toward me with an angry choleric rumble but Lucy impedes him by hammering his head with a metallic reed.

Ouch.

"You're sadistic. Where did you get that?" I laugh inwardly, shriveling my face.

"You're so ungrateful. At least thank me wholeheartedly." She snarls, proudly standing before me angling the metallic reed on her shoulder like the Thor with his hammer ready for a fight with Thanos.

We climb a decayed staircase and peak outside. There are in total fifteenth guards inside the large stowage full of heavy looking crates, loitering around with deadly weapons. The gateway of our freedom is wide open, heavily guarded and painfully far from our current locus.

"Shit, I doubt we can make it up alive. Look at their weapons, gosh, I mean who guards a dilapidated warehouse like this?" Lucy whispers beside me.

"They obviously have something very important here." I hum, looking around carefully.

We don't have much time. We've to make a move within a few seconds, if we don't there's no way back home with our now hammering heartbeats on.

I signal Lucy to follow me and we swiftly trail behind the inconsiderable pile of crates, successfully sneak under the guards nose, lowering our heads like hunchbacks. We keep moving like shadows, keeping an eye on the repulsive guards and finding an alternative way to escape.

"Fuck! Look that way!" Lucy whisper-shouts beside my ear, making me winch.

I slip my gaze to the direction and there's a small unlocked door in the back side of the depot.

"Then what are we waiting for?" I murmur before making my way toward the door.

We slip through the pile of crates like snakes and finally make it to the door. As soon as we're out, cold breeze hit my face, making me inhale deeply. I was conducting my mind strongly till now but suddenly I feel so weak. I feel like I'm all alone under the inspection and influence of the dark sky, twinkling stars and full moon.

As we walk by the windy lea, lofty weed and straw graze my wound as I hiss through gritted teeth and clutch the gun in my hand tightly. I almost forgot about the wounds and the pain all over my body due to the adrenaline pumping moments.

"Oh my God! You are bleeding badly!" Lucy almost screams but I quickly press a palm on her mouth.

There are loud and clear voices behind us as we approached the deteriorated wall.

"Those bitches are here!" A male voice screams from somewhere near us.

Immediately promiscuous gunshots start blowing, rupturing the elevated wild grasses and kneading the smell of gunpowder with the night air.

"Shit, shit, shit!" I curse heavily before lowering myself and Lucy on the ground.

"Lucy, listen to me. We will run in different directions. I will count down and you start running in the opposite direction." I rasp as I feel my throat become dry.

My head is spinning for bleeding so much. I can't put Lucy's life in danger for my carelessness. I don't want to involve her in this mess, though she's already involved.

"What the fuck are you trying to say? I would never leave you!" She hisses through gritted teeth.

When footsteps start approaching us, I start shooting aimlessly. And they shoot back but I push myself and Lucy beside the big hole of the eroded wall.

"Don't act like a stubborn bitch. They won't stop chasing after us until they find us out. If we run in the same direction they would catch us easily. But the last thing we need is to be caught." I manage to speak as my body starts becoming numb.

"I said I won't leave you and that's final!" She spats harshly, scowling at me in the dark.

"Fuck, just listen to me. If we were both stuck here, nobody would know where we are. So at least one of us needs to get out of here." I say calmly.

"Promise me, you won't die." Lucy sniffs.

Ah, that emotional bitch.

I couldn't help but roll my eyes.

"Promise. Now, three, two, one, run!"

With one last look Lucy starts running through the gratifying night air and vanishes in the dark, very far away from my sight. But there's a pool of concern, fear and guilt in her eyes. I take a deep breath, stand up and do the same as her.

Footsteps, yelling and cursing followed behind me. But I run and run to an unknown trace until a gunshot rang, pain shot through my shoulder and I collapse on the pasture.

My small body gives up as it already lost a huge amount of blood and black dots engulf my vision.