In The Middle Of A Gunfight

BANG!

That one loud shot had pierced through everyone's ears, and then everyone was on the ground. As soon as Gerard heard the noise he'd begun looking for an escape route. He's ducked under the table and looked for a door or a window. Then there were screams and cries. It happened so fast, the body fell with a thud right in front of Gerard. The man's eyes stared up at him, his mouth open. He was dead. Gerard then looked up at the man who caused all of the commotion. The man above him had shot this man between his eyes, straight through the skull. Gerard waited for the man's next move. He could easily lift the gun and pull the trigger, ending Gerard for good. Though it all started with a look. The man looked at Gerard with dangerous eyes, a predatory stare that insinuated... Lust? Though he wasn't like all those other drunken asshole that tried to pick the 18 year old up. It was like he could see past everything, every lie Gerard told, every bad thing he's done up to this point. The bar had been filled with people and, just like that, Gerard, the corpse, and the man were the only ones left in the bar. His gaze was so intense, Gerard had been worried to wipe the sweat off his face. Finally, the man moved and Gerard stayed perfectly still. He watched the man take a handkerchief out of his coat pocket. He held out his hand and motioned for Gerard to take it. Gerard took his hand, apprehensively, and stood up. The man smiled at him and and started to dab his face. Gerard realized that he was a few inches taller than him. He had olive colored skin, and had dark tattoos that covered his hands, the most noticeable one being the scorpion that adorned his neck. He held on to Gerard's hand as he continued to rid his face of sweat. Once the man deemed his face clean, he pulled back and Gerard saw the red that now stained the cloth. It wasn't sweat. It was the corpses blood that had splattered his face when the man shot him. The man looked at the handkerchief with distaste and threw it on the corpse. With that, he turned around with Gerard's hand still in his, and lead him out the door and into a car.

***

That was how Gerard found himself as he recalled what had happened within the last twenty minutes. He was sitting next to the man, his arm wrapped around Gerard in the backseat, as they sped off into the night. Gerard couldn't understand why this was happening to him. Why did this man want him? What did Gerard do? They were in a car with two other men. Gerard kept his head down and was silent. Gerard usually wasn't particularly phased by tragedy nor did he like to dwell on the past. There were so many questions in his head. Gerard could tell the man sitting next to him was important. When he brought Gerard to the car with him, neither of the two men had questioned him. Gerard slightly lifted his head to look out the window and see if he recognized an land mark. He couldn't. He tried sneaking a peek at the man next to him. When Gerard looked up at him, the man smiled and pulled Gerard tighter against him.

This was going to be a long night.

Notes

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