June
My screams echoed through the door as he burst through the door tackling me to the ground. "Ahhhh," He dragged me behind the bed, shielding me from every shot. He brought out a gun from the drawer close to him, snapping the trigger. His eyes had darkened, filled with fury and the need for survival. Shots fired through the window, silent and professional. I shuffled into his embrace as he held me close, holding the gun close to his chin. The attack was no bluff, it was clear someone didn't want us here and was taking it out on me. I heard his security team shuffling, back during shits as he still held me close
