Chapter 3.
"Nice car" a deep voice said, don't mind giving it up do you?"
She stared at Darien, her eyes filled with fear, heavy body odour filling the car.
Darien remain sat, his hands on his thighs, he didn't want to spook the guy by doing anything stupid.
"Give my car up" she squeaked.
"Yeah, we kinda like it" he said nodding to other man. He then climbed into the rear door, keeping the gun held on the back of Serena's head. The other man slid behind Darien, the cold metal also being pressed against his head.
"just take my purse and go!" Serena insisted shaking, We'll take you wallet sweetheart, plus your boyfriends…and the car too, now go!"
Her head snapped forward as her pushed the gun further into the back of her blonde hair.
"And don't go so fast to give the police attention, or you'll find your blood on the nice upholstery here."
"Considering she just had it detailed I don't think she'd want it to be a mess" he winced as the other man slapped the bun against his head.
"Don't be such a smart ass" he said putting the gun harshly to the back of his head.
"Get out!" the main man shouted.
"Look…" Serena started
"Shut Up!" he barked back.
Darien's fist clenched, ready to punch, but stopped as he felt a sudden pain gush through his head.
"Darien!" Serena screamed as if the sound was breaking up.
He didn't care, the darkness was way too comfortable.
Great now my tux has got gun bullets in it, how an I going to explain this when it gets fixed.