Twice Driven(11)

She was on her knees, his hand holding a fist of her shirt as he towered over her. I watched as he brought his other hand up before bringing it down across her face, and I could feel my entire body explode witnessing it. I could feel the white rage welling up like fire inside of me as my eyes narrowed to dangerous slits.





Yeah, I was going to kill him.





The bikes weren’t even off before Connor and I both went diving off of them, crashing to the ground and rolling as we came up. A second man in a dark suit jumped from there red sports car with a gun in his hand, and I was aware of Connor roaring like a beast beside me as he unloaded the gun in his own hands. The man in the suit went punching backwards, blood exploding out where Connor’s bullets had nailed him as he dropped to the ground.





The other man by Abby whirled, his hand still clutching her shirt as brought the gun from his belt up and leveled at us.





“Stay back!” He growled, his pasty skin and his suit looking sweaty in the desert sun. He narrowed his eyes at us, baring his teeth as he pulled back the hammer of his gun. “Not another step or I’ll put one right between her eyes.”





“It’s the last move you’d ever make, you fucking piece of shit,” Connor growled next to me.





“Put em down, fellas!” The man sneered, and suddenly he had the gun trained on Abby. “Down or I swear to God-”





“Alright!” I roared, feeling the blood pounding in my veins. “Alright, easy now.” I glanced at Connor and he nodded as we both dropped our guns to the ground.





The man narrowed his eyes at us. “Don’t think I don’t know who you two lowlifes are. I hired you to do a job, assholes. You think getting fucking brunch was part of the deal?”





Abby’s eyes jerked up to ours. “What’s he talking about?”





“Shut up!” The man who I realized then was Joe DeMona whirled and spat at her. He looked back to us. “This is between me and my woman, so you both can fuck off now.”





“Jackson, Connor,” Abby swallowed heavily, her eyes glistening as she looked at us both. “What was the job.”





Joe rolled his eyes. “The job was to find you and get you back to me, bitch.”





And the look on her face was worse than physical hit I’d ever received. It was visceral, like taking a fuckin’ bullet to the gut as I watched all the joy and all the light go out of her eyes.





“Don’t listen to him, Abby,” Connor roared out, shaking his head. He looked as insane as I felt right then, mad with need to get her away from this guy. “We didn’t know who you were when we took the job.” He gritted his teeth. “No fucking way we were going to hand you over once we met you.”





I could see the fear in her eyes - the naked betrayal writ large across her face. “We meant everything we said, honey,” I said evenly, my eyes locked on hers. “Every fuckin word of it. There’s a life for you here.”





Joe hooted. “Oh my God, this is fucking insane! You two fuckwads got a thing for my girl?”





“She stopped being yours the second you laid your fucking hands on her,” I roared out, my eyes flashing to his as I saw red mist creep into my vision.





Joe spat in the dirt and leveled the gun at me. “You and you little friend have five seconds to start walking the other way before I fucking end you right here on the side of the road.”





I forced myself to breath as I turned back to Abby. “There’s a life her with us if you want it.”





And she nodded.





She fucking nodded, her eyes wide and the flush blooming across her face. I looked right into her eyes, and right then, I knew - I knew she’d felt it too. Whatever fucking insane cosmic connection Connor and I had both felt with this girl the second we’d met her, she’d felt it too.





I looked over at Connor. “You ready for this?”





His eyes narrowed. “Absolutely.”





We both turned towards Abby, and as her eyes darted between the two of us, she nodded again. “Yes,” she whispered out.





The whole thing happened in slow motion. I dropped to the ground, rolling for the gun as I saw Joe bring the gun towards me. Connor roared as he went into a dead run at the man, who’s eyes suddenly went wide a s he brought the gun to bear right at my best friend. But it was right then that Abby shoved into her attacker, knocking him as he pulled the trigger and sending the shot wild over Con’s shoulder. I came up from the roll in slow motion, raise the gun in my hand, and squeezed. Joe screamed as the bullet tore through his shoulder, just as Connor plowed into him and tackled him to the ground.