So, this was it; the end of my mission. We were on our way to S.T.A.G. headquarters by way of VTOL. I couldn't help but think of what was going to happen next. After this, the saints would be dissolved. They would either have to drop their flags, or be arrested on site. I knew it wasn't going to come to that; that gang means everything to them—even Johnny. They'd end up putting up a fight, and they'd all be either in jail or dead. The thought of losing my newfound friends made my sick to my stomach.

"What's wrong" asked shaundi, sitting next to me in the destructive aircraft?

I was going to make up an excuse, but I didn't have to because pierce said, "yo, it's this song, let's put on some real music" he said, changing the song from "shout at the devil" to a cheesy love song. The lyrics to the song rang in my ear…

"I know,

Love will find a way,

Anywhere we go

We're home

If we are there together,

Like dark, turning into day,

Somehow we'll come through,

Now that I've found you,

Love will find a way,"

"Turn that motherfuckin song off!" Johnny shouted.

"Touch my radio again and I'll put a bullet in your head…" said the boss jokingly.

"Why yall gotta be like that?" pierce whined.

As cheesy as the song was, it made me feel even worse. "We're almost there," the boss said.

My head was spinning. I crammed my brain trying to find a way to get us out of this predicament. "Uh, I ain't feelin so hot; maybe we should turn back…" I said nervously.

"Okay, I'll just drop you off-"he started.

"No…forget it, im fine." I said submissively.

I heard Johnny chuckle at my failure to turn the gang back. "What's the matter? Something you aint telling us?" he asked jokingly.

I thought he was on to me, which made me even more nervous; but I didn't reply; I just put my arm around shaundi, and watched her cuddle up at my side. I knew it would make him mad. I had a feeling it worked, because he scoffed, turned his head, and watched the buildings go by as we reached our destination. "Here we are," said the boss. "Now let's get in there." He continued.

We hopped off of the hovering viol and into a small opening set for the saint's arrival. The containment unit of the boat was dark and damp, it smelled like old paint, -and the place was completely empty.

"This wasn't part of the plan…" I thought.

Nonetheless, I had to keep going. I had decided that I can't hurt my friends, and I had a new plan. "Come this way…" I said gruffly.

"We aint supposed to go there," Johnny protested.

"I know where to go," I said, distractedly.

"I aint going that way," he rebelled.

"Look would you listen to me for once," I yelled.

"Nope…"said Johnny childishly.

"Alright, I've had it with your shit-" I was cut off by the boss.

"Then let's split up," he said.

"Fine by me," said pierce.

"but-" I began

"You and Johnny go that way, and we'll go this way." The boss said.

I had no choice, what he says, goes. So that's what we did: split up. I didn't know which way the S.T.A.G. was waiting, and I prayed it wasn't the way Johnny and I took. If he found out what I had done, he could put a bullet in my head. Nothing could stop him because we were alone, and I'm pretty sure Cyrus wouldn't mind. We walked, and walked, until we reached the ladder that lead to the deck. "Going somewhere?" a voice sounded from behind. It was Cyrus temple.

"So nice of you to drop by," he said, standing proudly.

"Looks like I'm gonna get to fuck you up after all," said Johnny, reaching for his gun which wasn't on his waist like he thought it was.

"Looking for this?" Cyrus asked, holding his gun.

"You sneaky son of a bitch…" the mad man replied.

"Thank you very much for your help, officer Martinez." Cyrus said, grinning ear to ear. "Your services are no longer needed here at stag." He continued, this time looking at Johnny smugly as if saying 'bet you didn't see that coming.'

"I'll leave you two alone for now, you probably have some catching up to do before this place blows." He said, pointing to the bomb drilled into the wall of the ship that read 15:00.

Cyrus left, smiling as Johnny stared at me with such an intense look that it made me shrink before his superhuman like might. "What the fuck did he just say?" he said obviously holding back barrels of anger.

"There's a bomb?" I said, trying to change the subject.

Before I could blink, Johnny grabbed me by the neck and slammed me into a nearby wall. I almost couldn't breathe under his might. "You set us up!" he yelled.

"I had no choice," I squealed, gasping for air.

"Give my one reason why I shouldn't kill you right now…" he demanded.

Just then his phone rang. "Because that sounds important," I said, hoping for release.

He let me go to answer his cell phone. All I could do was cough and try to catch by breath. "Yo, you're never gonna believe what the fuck I just found out," said Johnny.

I could hear the boss on the other line. "It'll have to wait," he began. "They got shaundi..." he said.

I felt my heart stop. The love of my life was going to die at my own hands. "What have I done?" I thought.

"This is gonna be a bitch to explain to rob…" the boss said.

"Speaking of rob…" Johnny added.

The phone suddenly dropped the call. "Shit, low battery," said Johnny.

I saw the deranged look on his face, and got chills.

"But I don't think the boss will mind if I take care of our little rat problem…" he growled.

I was petrified. I saw what had happened when people tried to hurt his friends. Shogo akuji was a perfect example. The lunatic punched his head through a tombstone and buried him alive after Aisha died. I tried to run, but I was paralyzed with fear. He lifted me by my jersey and pulled his fist back. "I'm gonna enjoy this…" he said.

TO BE CONTINUED…

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