His Mafia Protector

Chapter 12: Guns and Driving

Chapter 12: Guns and Driving

I was floating.

Or it felt like I was floating. The state of drowsy unconsciousness was addicting. I felt myself drift into reality and dreams a lot of times.

When I finally came to, I realized that I had a throbbing headache and I faintly remembered something about a hospital. I frowned, trying to concentrate, when suddenly; I was tossed around like a rag doll. I blinked my eyes open and finally focused on my surroundings.

I realized that Victoria was driving, and I was sitting beside her in the passenger seat of a car moving very fast. It must be very expensive, especially with the rich leather upholstery, my mind registered. It was dark inside the car, but I could see Victoria's frown as she drove, quite maniacally, drifting left and right in between cars at a very fast speed. I concentrated more and it was then that I realized that the bang! background noises were the sound of bullets, being released from guns, and whizzing past our car.

Victoria glanced at me. "Finally awake, Sleeping Beauty?" She said loudly, as she changed the gear and looked through the rearview mirror simultaneously. I glanced at the dashboard and saw that we were going well above 100 kmph. Suddenly, the car flew to the right and I banged my head on the window, wincing when the ache in my head multiplied. Is it bad that I can feel my brain inside my skull?

I raised my hand to my head, but midway I stopped the action when I laid my eyes on the white gauze on my forearm. I questioned her about it, along with whereabouts of Cam and she just shrugged, not even glancing in my direction.

"After you collapsed-" When she hit my pressure point- "-We were forced to evacuate. RE-EDIT was coming so Andre smuggled out your brother and I was left to deal with you. I managed to get you out in time, but a bullet got lodged in your forearm. After escaping, I took you to a hospital where they patched you up. I stole this vehicle in the parking lot, but RE-EDIT got our location." She then looked at me and I swear, for a moment she looked almost sadistic to me.

Her evil grin was stretched on her face and her grey eyes were twinkling. Her hair looked like those models' when wind blows through them. The red streak in her dark hair, which I had failed to notice before now, was eye-catching. Even though she was dangerous, deadly and not to mention something I have never even thought of encountering, I realized that in her own, sexy way, she was quite beautiful.

"Quit staring; grab a gun, and shoot, dammit!" She yelled, as another whizzing sound met our ears. I looked back and saw that our rear window was broken, most probably by a bullet, with the way things are looking.

Wait, who or what is RE-EDIT? Did she just tell me to shoot people?

She groaned loudly, slamming her hands on the steering wheel. "Everything I have to do myself!" She yelled, obviously angry with my inability to shoot people and grabbed the gun on the dashboard. Wait, there was a gun on the dashboard? I could have used that to escape her. She looked at me for a second before just...rolling down and leaning out of her window and starting to fire.

Have I mentioned that she was the one driving? 

"Oh God...oh God...oh GOD!" I shrieked as we broke another red light.

"Shut up!" Victoria bellowed as she emptied another round of bullets into the car behind us. She was leaning her whole upper body out of the window of the car with both of her hands clutching one gun each. How she could see where to shoot with her dark hair flowing around her, I had no idea. I guess she has done this type of stuff before.

"Can you please get your foot off the gas pedal!?" Right now, I was hysterical. The steering wheel was in my hands and I was trying to—"s**t!"—I swerved the car to avoid hitting an old man crossing the road. He jumped back, and I am sure I heard a curse from him. I also heard a muted thump and then suddenly, Victoria had swung her upper body back in and was glaring at me, while reloading her weapons. I think I might have bumped her on the head when I swerved.

She threw her guns on the dashboard and shifted the gear to make the car speed up. Swatting my hands off the steering wheel, she grabbed it and made a sharp cut towards right. I banged my head on the window. Again. Lord, that hurts.

"Payback's a—heck!" Victoria was saying something but then she suddenly really, really stepped on the gas, making the wheels of our vehicle have enough friction to produce smoke on the road. Cars were blaring horns at us, and distinctly, I head sirens. Looking out of the window, I saw that we were on a bridge, one of those which open in the middle to let ships and other things pass. A drawbridge. Up ahead, I saw the gates closing and thought nothing of it till I saw Victoria's face.

"Victoria, tell me--" I began but was again, as always, rudely interrupted.

"I said, shut up!" She yelled at me. As she floored the gas pedal, I quickly scrambled for my seatbelt. Not only is she going to kill herself, but me too!

The gates were coming down. Will we be able to get past them? They were so close to being fully closed. We will be gate-kill.

Even though two people came rushing out to stop us from going further than the huge metal gate, which was closing, we managed to dodge them all. My life was becoming like a movie day by day. The people shooting at us were unable to follow us anymore for they were behind the doors. I relaxed slightly, thinking that maybe, we wouldn't get shot by them, at least not tonight.

Victoria simply shifted the gear, and everything went hazy outside my window. I was literally paralyzed on my seat, with just my arms clutching the seat as we began the ascent of the now inclined road.

What was she doing? Could she not see we were safe now? What is she doing? Oh god, I am going to die.

With my heart pounding so loudly that I thought it wanted to escape my chest, I saw how we went higher and higher, and then...there was no ground beneath the tires.