Disclaimer:Um, same thing i've been saying for...i dunno. But ya
A/N: Sigh...I so don't do drama. Especially not with all these comedy ideas in my mind. Can you guess what's gunna happen next? Ooohh...i bet you can't because...i have no total clue what it is. My mind works like lightning, one brilliant flash and then it's gone.
Chapter 3: The bigger threat
Joshua Hunt browsed through the rack of CD's on a particular section. He picked a particular one fancied and checked if it there was a catch. Nothing this good was this cheap. Unless of course, it was really that old.
"Five dollars?" Josh asked the man who gave a grunt in reply, he was clearly very busy reading a newspaper upside down. He reached for his wallet and handed the man five dollars who didn't even look up at him.
"If there any problems, hesitate to ask." At the same time, the gates of the Catholic school opened and the children poured out, running towards their greeting parents.
Patricia shouldered her bag and slowly, carefully, walked down the wet, marble steps so as to not break her neck or anything in the matter.
Grimly, she looked up and a smile crept upon her face at the sight of her father. "Hey, Patty." Joshua ruffled her hair and led her to the car, "How you doing? School's been great?" "School's been great." She repeated, getting inside the back seat.
Josh got behind the wheel and looked at the rear view mirror, "Put on your seatbelt." "Already did." Pita said confidently and smartly, "Yours"
"Yep, yep, yep." Josh put on his seatbelt and the car exited the driveway. It has been a year now since Elizabeth's death and Pita had become more and more happier by the day.
"I've never seen this place before." Pita told him as she peered through the window at the empty, dirty street. The only thing that was there was an SVU. "I just need to buy some"
"Those things are bad for your lungs." She said, dissatisfied, arms folded in front of her chest.
Josh chuckled, impressed, he kept his eyes on her at all times through the rear view mirror, "Now where did you get that little info from?" "From the wonder of modern technology, in other words…" she smiled, "television."
Josh pulled up and parked the car on the side of the road, "Be back. Won't take long." he stood up and shouldered the door open. Pita watched him walk off inside a building. If he'd wanted cigarette's, he could've bought them in a store…why here?
Her eyes wandered under the driver's seat, she furrowed her brow and reached down, pulling out a thick book, red book with golden writing in it. The Bible.
She opened it flipped through the pages until something caught her eye, she flipped back a page and stared at a photograph of herself with blood smeared all around it.
She looked at the writing on the back, her eyes widened and there was a sound of gunshot. She looked up in panic, she slid the book in her jumper and cradled it as she got out of the car.
There was nothing much around, she turned her attention to the building her father had entered. There was another gunshot and right on cue, Josh ran out of the building, shielding his head with his arms.
There was the sound of horns blaring, Pita was in a state of shock, her face was of pure horror, another gunshot and…down he went.
"NOOOO!" She screamed at the top of her lungs, she felt like her whole life was draining away fromthe two attackers turned their attention to her. They leveled their weapons, aimed…then fired.