AN: So, another chapter. I don't know why. Like a bus, you wait for one then two come at once! I just felt like I needed to get this done. The scene was quite hard to write, but I hope it went okay. Read and review! I know you're all reading, so just leave me a little message eh ;) Enjoy
Disclaimer: I do not own CCS
Her eyebrows furrowed in confusion, the rear view mirror affording a glimpse of a dark four by four following them down the road, windows as dark as the night and at least two people seated in the car.
"… Maybe they're just driving down the road?"
"Don't be a moron, they're following us, Sakura, step on it!"
The car could have been just driving down the same road as them, right? Sakura looked around; they were down a little used lane that she often took when she was late for school- therefore most days. Traffic seldom used the road, let alone some strange looking large black car with what she could now see were rather burley and dangerous looking men behind the wheel.
She pressed a foot to the gas, glimpsing to see Tomoyo biting her lip once again, Rika in the back was frantically turning around every couple of seconds as if they may just vanish out of thin air. The tyres screeched as she flew round a hairpin bend, her silver vehicle less apt at sticking to the road than the large machine barrelling along behind them. The wet road lay before her, eyes frantic as she attempted to drive at speed like she had never done before.
"Sakura! Take the turn!" Rika's voice shattered through the tension in the car as a left came towards them, the car once again shrieking on the wet road as the deftly span them onto the new expanse of street.
"They're still behind us! They must be following us- oh wha-SAKURA!"
Tomoyo's voice turned to a scream as her friend looked around with shocked eyes, sure enough the man in the car behind had rolled down the passenger window, clambering out of his car with an object that made her eyes widen like saucers.
A gun.
"SHIT!"
"SWERVE!"
The first bullet went off with an earth shattering racket, the clamour of the screams of the schoolgirls in the car following. Sakura swerved the car, narrowly missing losing the mirror from her left side.
Sweat was now pouring down her brow like the girls in the back; she was surprised she wasn't screaming along with them, Rika now curled in a foetal position on the back seat, barely supressed by her rear seat belt. Tomoyo had ducked into the leather seat next to her, eyes wide with fear and tears spilling down her cheeks as she screamed. Perhaps it was the adrenaline pumping through her veins that was preventing her from just stopping the car and hoping the worst would pass, like when a storm brewed and she hid under the duvet when she was younger.
Hedges were flying past them, the road hurtling behind them as she covered more distance in the car, her foot permanently glued to the pedal as she thought of only the survival of her and her companions. She needed to think, they needed to lose them.
"We should head for the police station!"
"We're miles out Sakura! We need to get anywhere they can't get us!"
"Well anywhere with a road they can!"
Silence blanketed the car once more as Sakura looked behind her; the man hanging out the window was being thrown around by the sharp bends of the lane. Surely he couldn't attempt another shot at them if they kept barrelling around these corners, surely they would be off the lane soon and somewhere so public they may drop off or be lost in traffic.
"GET DOWN!" Rika's voice rang out once more as the explosion from the firearm was heard again, slicing through the rainy day and the silence in the car.
A crash sounded as Sakura screamed, losing that mirror that he had just missed last time due to her swerving. Her reactions weren't quick enough this time, the mirror flying off the car in a splay of fragments as Tomoyo swished to duck and avoid the flecks smashing against the car window.
That was it, they were done for. Sakura felt the sting of tears in her eyes, the creep of liquid rolling down her cheeks. They were going to die. For the second time in nearly as many days, her life felt like it was going to end. Yet this time, they weren't being kidnapped. They were being hunted.
But, surely it was all dependant on her actions now? Her friends needed to survive. They had families back at home; they had people waiting on their return. This was their entire fault for going out that stupid night, for becoming embroiled in something that they had no possibility of recovering from without consequence. Then they flashed in her mind again, those amber eyes. Surely, they would help them? This was their fault.
An explosion rang through the air as Sakura was brought back to reality, the cold wind of the day suddenly rushing through the car as Rika and Tomoyo screamed once more. She ducked slightly, just able to see the road as a wave of glass flew inside the car from the back window as it shattered and a bullet landed in the dashboard, wedging itself in the leather.
Screams sounded from each girl as the water and glass embedded itself everywhere, Sakura could make out Tomoyo shaking herself off from the shattering glass, two cuts adorned upon her bare shoulder.
"RIKA!"
Sakura turned slightly, Rika was sitting up, holding her arm as a shard of glass protruded from it's upper. Sakura felt sick, the smell, and the sight. Blood had never been something she was particularly good with, and being in such a close proximity to it for the second time in the day made her stomach curl and flip as the reality of the situation crashed over her like a wave once more.
"Rika, are you okay?!"
Her shell shocked friend only nodded in response, fresh tears streaming down her cheeks as she uttered to herself quietly, inspecting the wound before bringing herself to brush other pieces of glass from around her person.
"We need to get out of her Saku. We need to."
Her voice was quiet, like a mouse, as Sakura saw the lane end nearing. She could feel a searing pain in the arm that was attached to the gear stick, and was sure there was a small gash on her cheek from when she had turned slightly at the explosion of glass.
She pulled toward the junction, mindful of the passenger behind pulling back out of the window with a gun. Her mind was racing, her head was spinning, and all she could think of was that she needed to get her friends out of this situation, preferably alive.
The junction neared and without a thought she threw the car around the corner, swerving at an oncoming car as she ventured out onto the dual carriageway. She knew where they were; she'd seen in in the news that week before after a gang shootout there. She knew that they definitely weren't any closer to being safe.
"SAKURA, GO! HE'S STUCK AT THE JUNCTION!"
Her foot hammered to the pedal once more, swerving in and out of the mid-afternoon traffic as she tried to free them from the chase. Tomoyo was frantically updating on the situation next to her whilst attempting to soothe Rika, who had gone paler by the minute and was still crying her eyes out.
The car finally pulled from the junction behind as they were attempting to flee, perhaps a quarter of a mile down the dual carriageway as it swerved out, picking up speed like a rocket from a launcher. Sakura's mind blanked as she ran a red light, more traffic swerving out of her way- if she stopped, they'd be dead within the minute.
"Where am I going?"
The whisper clawed its way from her throat, her own voice sounding foreign and gravelly in the frantic atmosphere in the car.
"We're far from the police station… About 6 miles… We need to get there. Or somewhere safe."
"Currently I think my definition of safe has definitely got the incorrect meaning. Think Tomoyo!"
"You have gates… Go to yours? We're a few miles out, but not that many. The gates will close, we'll call the police from there?"
Sakura's mind raced as she thought of how to get home from where she was. The people on the streets were fast fading at the speed of the car, and she took a second to ponder how this must look on the outside. Three schoolgirls in a beaten up car driven as if by someone who had escaped an asylum, followed by another that was trying to kill them. She was sure they'd be in trouble for this.
Taking a left, she swerved around another corner, the other carriage fast approaching them now at an almost neck breaking speed. Then suddenly, she caught sight of something that made her eyes water and her insides drop. Another vehicle had joined the chase.
"THERE'S ANOTHER ONE!"
Simultaneously, the other two turned to see another car, speeding towards the other one, and to them. Another pair of men were barely visible in the car as a back passenger reached around for something, aiming at the car.
"Another gun!"
In the middle of the street? Surely, it would be too dangerous. Sakura shook her head- of course it was dangerous! These people didn't care, they were dangerous! A whimper beside her informed her of her best friends increasing fear, a wail from the momentarily alert Rika signalling her distress. They were outnumbered and out skilled; how could it get any worse?
A shot sounded behind and without thought Sakura slammed the car to the side, thankful of the carriage having cleared slightly from the apparent situation going on. A bullet pinged at the metal on the side of the car, ricocheting off with fragments of silver paintwork in its wake.
"Shit, shit, shit."
Her mantra of swearwords soothed her slightly, allowing a glimpse of the fear that was now itching to escape from her as once again she felt the sting of tears. Her head felt droopy, strangely, as if she were tired and needed rest. She glanced over her shoulder and emerald eyes widened as she finally caught sight of an offending piece of glass wedged in it. How had she not felt it? Perhaps the adrenaline was finally wearing off, and her body and her mind suddenly felt completely spent. Perhaps this was the end; if she lost concentration now, she hazarded that it would never return.
Swerving once more she recognised a street that she knew would lead her home, thinking momentarily that she would now be entering a residential area. She dare not spare a thought of the destruction that had probably already been made in the wake of such a mess, or that there may be any on the family occupied streets that she was about to go through.
Cherry blossom petals littered the windscreen as her wipers flickered the rain from the glass, affording Sakura more vision as the rain began to become heavier now, the back of her neck damp from the back window and the clouds above them taunting her, knelling in what could be the end of her life.
Another shot went off as she once again swerved the car, a clunk sounding as she was sure it had hit the boot of the vehicle. She knew she couldn't last much longer, fatigue suddenly wearing her down as she looked back.
Another car.
Three car's behind them now, guns out of the identical previous ones. However, this third car was different, she noted. A dark car, all the same, yet smaller and sportier looking.
"Fuck. A sports car!"
The Mercedes hummed underneath her as she drove, as if agreeing silently that although it was giving her everything, it couldn't compete with the machine that had now joined the chase.
Tomoyo had now begun to openly ball, feeling the effects that Sakura was sure she was feeling. The tiredness, the impending doom, the absolute fear.
Then, as Sakura waited for the car to zoom toward her, something caught her eye. A man was hanging out of the window of the sports car, yet something about him jarred her. Deep navy hair and glasses.
"TOMOYO! IT'S THE BOY! THE BOY WHO TOOK YOU HOME!"
Could she dare think that he had come to their aid? To save them? That surely they were against whoever was chasing them- why would their men chase them when they had returned them safely home the other day.
"Eriol!"
Sakura watched tentatively, eye's flickering from the road to the other car as he aimed his gun and the unholy noise sounded once more, yet this time, aimed at the new car that had joined the chase on the carriageway. The car span out of control as inside she dare let off a silent thanks to above, hoping that they were there to save them.
One down, one to go.
Sakura swerved a corner just as she glimpsed the sports car pulling toward the first car that had been chasing them, fully aware of how close they were now. She could hear the roar of the engine of the large black car, as well as the fury of the sports car as it careered toward them.
She was sure, that in time to come, she would say she felt it before she heard it.
Her car swerved- a pop sounding in the silence of the tree lined street as her tyre was pierced with a bullet from the SUV. Frantically, she grabbed the wheel, the car suddenly spinning out of control in a 360 degree motion as she fought to keep it on the road. She could hear the screech of metal as the tyre corroded away, the screams of her friends, the ungodly scream that was coming out of her mouth.
Another loud bang was heard as she realised that the black SUV was now also hurtling out of control, towards them.
"TOMOYO, RIKA!"
Her voice was high, pitched like a soprano hitting that one elusive note. The next thing that she was faintly aware of was the black car throwing itself into them, and the sound of such a bang she was sure she'd never forget. If she ever woke up. For all she knew, everything was now black.
AN: Stay tuned guys :p Til next time!