Chapter 7
Andre stepped into this apartment and closed the door behind him. He walked to his room and right when he was closing his door he heard a sound from the room across from him. He opened the door again and listened. He heard another sound. It sounded like a thud. Andre made his way to the door slowly trying to tread lightly. As he got closer he heard more thuds. Some of them he confused with his racing heart.
He stopped at the door and listened again. He could have sworn he heard a female start to scream but with something over her mouth. Andre immediately thought of Amy. Andre flung the door open.
Amy was standing there with a bloody nose and bruises on her face. Her hands and feet were both tied. Behind her was Andre's roommate. He was holding a pillow to the back of Amy's head for some reason. His roommate cracked a smile and waved his pistol in the air.
"Hello there roomy," he said in his ruff voice.
"Just let her go," Andre said softly.
"And what if I don't," he said putting the gun to the pillow on the back of Amy's head, "you gonna call the cops on me?"
Andre stared at him. He then looked to Amy who was crying and shaking all over.
"I have to say you know how to pick them, Andre," he said, "This one's a fighter."
Andre didn't know what to say.
"I had to rough her up just to make her stop struggling," he said with a grin, "Hell of a woman."
He then kept his eyes on Andre as he leaned his head to hers and kissed her on the cheek. Andre stepped forward in anger. He stopped when he heard the gun cock. The roommate smiled at Andre.
"Just tell me what you want," Andre asked him.
"What makes you think I want anything," he said, "Why can't I just threaten your loved ones for fun?"
"You must want something," Andre said to him.
Amy tried to jerk out of the hold he had on her. He did something with the arm he was holding her with that made her scream out in pain.
"You tell her to shut up or she'll be getting a bullet in the brain," he said Andre.
"You are hurting her," Andre yelled at him.
Amy's face was in pure agony. Andre couldn't stand seeing her like that. The roommate threw her to the ground to make her stop screaming.
Andre made a dash towards his roommate but before he got close to him he heard the gun go off. He instantly looked towards Amy in alarm. She was fine. He then felt a sharp pain in his side. He looked down to see a bloody wound in his side. He fell to his knee. Andre heard Amy screaming as she realized that he had been shot. The roommate grabbed Amy and stood her up. He then pointed his pistol at Andre's head.
Andre was a little fuzzy. He looked directly into the barrel of the pistol and didn't realize how close he was to being dead.
"Watch this Amy," the roommate said, "I think you'll enjoy it."
Amy bumped his hand right before he fired the pistol. He instantly hit her in the head with the butt of the pistol. She fell on the ground. Andre finally came to and rushed his roommate. Andre grabbed the wrist of the hand that was holding the pistol and held it away from him and Amy. The roommate punched Andre in his bullet wound. Andre fell to his knee again but still held onto the roommate's wrist.
Amy untied the rope around her feet and stood up. She rushed at the roommate also. Everyone in the room heard a knock at the front door.
"Police, open up," came a voice from behind the door.
Amy looked at Andre and then ran towards the door to unlock it. The roommate raised his weapon and unloaded several shots before Andre twisted his wrist. Andre turned to see if Amy was alright. She was on the floor crawling towards the door. There were many bloody spots on her back. Andre couldn't do anything but stare.
The roommate kicked Andre into the middle of the doorway. He then raised his weapon. Before he could get any shots off Andre closed the door to his room and ducked. He could feel the door vibrate as the bullets ripped through the wood. He saw Amy reached the doorway and unlocked it. The police opened the door and rushed the room. They saw Andre sitting against the wall of the door with bullet holes ripped through it.
The roommate busted through the door and saw the police waiting for him to his surprise. He dropped the weapon and fell to his knees. He then put his hands behind his head. The officers were yelling something but Andre couldn't hear anything because of all the blood he had lost. Everything was hazy. He looked over at Amy who was motionless on the floor. He then blacked out.