I swallow thickly as I have a tight grip around my knife. We all feel the tension between one another. The boys with the guns has both a smirk playing along their lips. " There you are Tamika... we've been looking for you, for well a decent time " he laughed still keeping his gun pointed towards us.
" I know what you want, and I haven't gotten it... I swear..." I said in a shakey tone, lifting up my knife further, trying to seem somewhat scary. " Oh don't lie, we know you have the code " he spat, followed by a laughter. " Why don't you boys just leave, she doesn't have the code, nobody does.... only her dead father!" Nolan snapped greeting his teeth.
" Shut up little boy! " one off them snapped, making Nolan charge for them, but Kyrie mange to grip onto him and hold him back. " That's right, I'd you try anything, we'll kill you!" He said in a high pitched tone. " Why can't you just let us go! I don't have the code!" I whined out, feeling Zinnia grip onto my hand tightly. " I'm sorry, bosses orders, we cannot leave without you, and if you ain't coming with us, we'll have to kill your friends. As simple as that " one off them said sternly. " Please, we're all having a hard time, and if you guys would like, you can join us" I said trying to convince them not to kill. " Oh sweetheart, we have plenty off food and chicks where we're at, so either you come in 3 seconds, or we'll have to kill your friends. you decide " he grumbles looking towards the other boy. " 3... 2.... 1..." I quickly interrupt him " Fine..." I mumbles underneath my breath feeling Zinnia pull me back " What the hell fo you think your doing? You can't go with them, are you stupid?" She whisper. " I can't let them kill you..." I said before dropping my knife. " They will kill you" she spat as I walked over to them, the more stronger one grabbing onto my arm, checking over my body to see if there's any weapons. " We're good to go..." the other one spoke and pointer towards the letters. " We'll find you and get you out!" Nolan shouted as I reached the top off the latter.
I were taken to a car not to far from we're we'd past the other day. They'd cuffed my arms with tight thread and put me in one off the front seats. I couldn't help but to let out a single tear as I looked ahead off the road. " don't be so sad sweetheart, as long as you give us the code, it'll all be alright..." the guy who drove the car said in a soft tone. " I don't have it..." I spat, letting out a heavy sighs.
" My apologise for the way we behaved, usually we're very polite..." he spoke. " My names Noah, and the blondie back there is Marcus...." he smiled over at me, but I simply looked away not wanting to make any eye contact. " your Tamika Zager, right?" He said softly and I gave him a simply nod. " Sorry bout your family, but hey, we're all gonna die in this world anyways... aren't we?" He laughed. I simply rolled my eyes as heavy metal doors parted aside and I was being pulled out off the car and taken into a small building, and dragged down several stairs, into a underground basement.
I could feel the chilly air against my skin, and my goosebumps growing to be visible. I knew that Noah was right, we were all gonna die in this world. But My point is that you die the way you live, and your the one who decides how you wanna live. And my intention is to survive for as long as possible.
Marcus didn't say much, he was more off a silent guy. He also had a more general grip, and held onto my thread and eventually placed me down on the chair that stood in the middle off the room.
" What's all this for? I told you I don't have the code..." I repeated myself once again, letting out a heavy sighs. " we'll see about that..." Noah said simply and left the room along with Marcus.
I wasn't intending in trying to get out off here, I knew for sure that they would probably have guards everywhere and with guns, not small pistols, but heavy big guns that could kill you on the spot. I don't wanna die, at least not yet, and if I were to die. I wanted to die an heroic death at least. But I felt as if there was no point, I don't have the code, and they seemed to intend that I had it, but I don't know how they thought I would have it. I mean when it came to talking about dads work, we never did, he often had meetings at our home, but we were all forced to leave, because it was serious business and he didn't want any of us to interrupt his chit chat. Besides I didn't have the best relationship with my dad, especially not after my sisters died, that's when He turned into this none social person who kept to himself, yet he was allowed to live with us, partly because mom had a hard time going to work and he was the only one feeding the family and going to work. So I don't know I would've gotten the code even if someone attempted to kill me, I don't think my dad would've give them it, but honestly o have no idea, we never really go for that part before he was being bombed.