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He thought for a moment, still trying to get his bearings. “I’m okay, princess. I can walk. The glove box. Open it.”
I did as he said, finding another gun, along with a small round disk. “What’s this?” I asked.
“Press on it. They’ll get a signal and know where we are. Put it in your pocket. They’ll be able to find you as long as you keep that on you. Sephie, look at me.” I pressed the disc, putting it in my pocket, then looked at him. “We’re getting out of here. No matter what it takes.”
“Um, I hate to break it to you, but my body count is already higher than yours today, sooooo …” I couldn’t help but grin at his stunned expression. I just pointed to the window. “Outside your door.”
He leaned over enough to see the body of the guy I shot. He looked back at me, a small smile on his face. “Beast mode activated.”
“He tried to open your door. They’re trying to get me. I heard them yelling,” I said.
He nodded. “We should be able to get out the back. Are you okay? You can run?” I nodded my head. He climbed to the back, still talking. “Ever stolen a car before?”
“Negatory, good buddy.”
“Today is your lucky day, princess. We’re getting you out of here and marking that off your bucket list.” He unlatched the back door, but held it so it wouldn’t raise all the way. He checked the surroundings, making sure there was no one visible, before jumping quickly to the ground. Still holding the door, he checked again and then nodded for me to jump down.
As soon as we were out of the vehicle, he closed the back door. One hand on me, the other on his gun, he kept us both as low as possible to avoid attention. The gunfire was still steady behind us as we quickly ran down the street, using each parked car as cover.
“What kind of car are we looking to steal today, Squishy? I mean, do I get to pick?” We ran to the next car, ducking behind it and waiting. As we ran to the next car, he saw a bike parked two more car lengths away.
“As it turns out, we aren’t stealing a car today. We’re stealing that,” he pointed to the bike. “Easier to hotwire. Faster too.”
“I like these options. I approve these options.” I noticed him breathing heavier before we made a run for the next car. “Ivan, look at me. You might not be feeling pain, but you’re hurt. You have to tell me what else is going on in your body. You’ve already lost a lot of blood.”
“I’m okay. I’ve been here before. We need to get out of here quickly, though,” he said, making a run for the next car. The bike was in front of us. He pointed back in the direction we just came from. “Point your gun in that direction and if you see anyone coming this way, shoot.”
“Got it,” I said, turning to watch the street while he hotwired the bike. In seemingly under a minute, I heard the bike’s engine turnover. He climbed on the bike, whistling once. I ran to jump on the bike behind him. We sped away down the street.
Because we were still close to downtown, there was still traffic that we had to weave in and out of. I wasn’t sure how he was managing to stay conscious, but he was navigating through traffic like it was easy. We made it to the freeway and he accelerated up the entrance ramp.
I had a moment of relief, thinking we were safe now. Boy, was I wrong. We hadn’t been on the freeway for two minutes when three bikes appeared behind us. They got closer, one of them attempting to push us over. As he got closer to us, I reached out and tried to kick him. He faltered but didn’t crash. He came back for more, still trying to push us over. I waited until he was close enough that I could almost touch him and shot through his heart. Push us over now, bitch. I looked back at the other two bikes. They fell back, but were still following us.
“Ivan, they’re still behind us. I can shoot them, but there’s too many cars. I’m not going to be responsible for shooting an innocent person today.”
He nodded his head once, accelerating. “Hold on.”
I gripped him tighter as we sped away from the group of cars. His shirt was wet with his blood. Shit. The road was mostly clear ahead of us. The two bikes following us also sped up, keeping the same distance. We pulled farther away from the cars. I looked back, trying to aim at one of them but didn’t feel like I had a clear shot. I couldn’t see well enough looking backward to feel like I could actually hit one of them.
“Ivan, I can’t get a clear shot. I’m gonna kill someone else,” I said, starting to panic.
“Do you trust me, princess?”
“Of course. I trust you with my life. I know what you’re fighting right now to get me out of here.”
“Hold on and when I say, you shoot left, I’ll shoot right. Got it?”
“Got it.”
“Use the gas tank to brace against. I’m not sure I can hold us both.” I put my hand that was holding onto him on the gas tank. I felt him brake hard, pushing against the gas tank with all my strength to keep myself off him. As we slowed even more, he spun the bike around, facing the opposite direction. We were now facing the bikes that had been following us.
“Now!” I aimed at the rider on the left as he aimed right. We shot at the same time, watching as both riders fell to the ground, their bikes and their bodies sliding across the lanes of the freeway.
“I’m gonna have to give Stephen a high five later for teaching you how to shoot, princess.”
“Me too, Squishy. Me too.”
He spun the bike back around and took off quickly. He was flying down the freeway. I checked behind us frequently, but there was not a single car behind us. I’m sure we stopped traffic completely, which was advantageous.
