''Let her go or I'll blow your brains out.'' a familiar voice calls out. I turn to the direction of the voice and see Jason holding a gun and pointing it towards Khalil. Khalil's attention diverts from me to the unwanted guest. ''Who the fuck are you?"'
''You don't need to know. Didn't your mother teach you that it's bad manners to threaten a lady?'' Jason asks and takes steps closer towards us. ''Melody, get up.''
It is dark, save for the random streetlights sprawled across the area that found its way to illuminating the alleyway. Khalil brings the knife closer to my neck almost piercing skin and drawing blood. ''Get up, Melody and it'll be your blood on the asphalt. Try me.''
