Chapter Four
Ian p.o.v
I damn near choked on my popsicle as Braxton speed through the streets; my head slamming into the seat, causing me to fasten on my seatbelt. I rolled down the window and threw the stick out. I looked outside and saw five police cars, but one broke off, and I'm guessing that was the one Merissa was in. I laid my head down on Avi's chest and whimpered, and he gently rubbed my head. It seems like the whole universe wants us to be apart, yet somehow we manage to stay with one another. I personally think that it's the strength of our wills that keep us together, but there is no way we should have escaped the courthouse. We were surrounded and outnumbered, but we somehow managed to get out. None of them will tell me how we got out, not even my Avi, which makes me suspicious of what really happened back there.
Braxton kept making sharp turns, trying to evade the police, but they still were on our tails. I could Braxton concentrating on the road, some sweat making his fur wet and sticky on his brow. I rested my eyes, wanting all of this to be over. I have no idea how we're gonna escape this one, let alone go and get Merissa. I don't like how any of this is going at all. I wish that the same force that helped us at the courthouse would help us out now.
"We need to get out of here before the chopper arrives and is able to follow and direct them to our location," Avi stated with concern in his voice. He was right; each second that they're following us is a second closer to our capture.
"I'm trying, but I have no idea how to evade them!" Braxton exclaimed. I could sense the atmosphere was tensing; fear filled the air as uncertainty filled the air.
An idea popped in my head, and I opened my eyes. "Why don't you check the glove compartment?" I asked. "With all these right-winged nut jobs in this state, I'm sure that there's a gun in there."
"Not not suggesting that we kill them are you?" Avi gasped, his voice rising and full of shock.
"No, I just want their tires popped so they can't follow us," I replied, looking at him curiously. Why would he even think that I'd want to take someone's life? I turned my head and went towards the glove compartment. My legs were in the back while my body was in the front, and my arms were stretching towards the glove compartment. I managed to open it, and I saw the contents in there and was flabbergasted at the contents it contained, when suddenly Avi grabbed me by the hips and slammed me on his lap while Braxton swerved to avoid hitting a car. I was gonna thank Avi, but I realized that something was poking my butt.
"Out all the times you could've had a boner, you choose to get one now?" I asked, blushing violently.
"S-sorry," he replied, his voice trembling, and his cheeks also started turning red as he grinned nervously. I crawled back up to the front seat and just as I had thought, there were two pistols and some bags of white powder I think that are cocaine. I took them back laid them across the seat for Avi to see. He looked at me then back at the stuff I laid before him. I went back up front and opened the cupboard, only to reveal bullets for the pistols.
Braxton glanced at what I was pulling out and looked at the box of bullets curiously. "Where in the hell did they get a Desert Eagle and ammo for it?" Braxton asked puzzled. I showed him the little bags of white powder and he took one, opened it, dabbed a little on his finger, put his finger in his mouth, then closed the bag and gave it back to me. "So we stole a van containing illegal firearms and drugs. If they catch us we won't get out until we're dead," Braxton informed us.
"Braxton, you know how to use a gun right?" Avi asked.
"Yeah, you can drive right?" Braxton replied with a question of his own.
"Yeah," Avi responded. Avi climbed up into the front seat and Braxton sped the car up to 160 miles per hour, then immediately let go of the gas and climbed in the back seat with me while Avi grabbed the wheel and got into the driver's seat and buckled up. The cops gained up on us in the time it took for Avi and Braxton to take their new places. Braxton took out a magazine and showed me how to refill the clip and how to reload the gun. I quickly learned how to do it with Braxton giving me approval.
I grabbed the box containing the ammunition while Braxton opened the sunroof. He managed to get his body through the roof and was on his knees, his arms were straight as he aimed for the closest car's tires. Braxton fired, and the front left wheel was popped, causing the driver to lose control of the vehicle and crash into another cop car. I looked and Braxton and high fived him when suddenly I saw the four officers pull out their guns. I yanked Braxton down and saw bullets fly over where Braxton's head was. Braxton moved over to the window behind the passenger seat and began firing again, only to be met with the officers returning fire. Bullets hit the van, and Avi and I duck to avoid getting hit.
Braxton hands me the first pistol and grabbed the second one while I refilled the empty pistol. Braxton wasn't having any luck; the police weren't intimidated as they were still on our tail. "Why don't you shoot the hood?" I suggested.
"What?" Braxton replied, looking at me while I was crazy.
"Won't the car start smoking and eventually blow up if you hit the engine enough times like in GTA?" I asked, trying not to sound stupid.
"That sounds ridicule-..." Braxton was stopped as a bullet pierced his left arm, causing him to come back in and cry in pain. Avi looked back and cried out Braxton's name, but another honking car made him advert his eyes back onto the road. I immediately took off my shirt wrapped it tightly around his arm to stop the bleeding. He cried out even louder in pain when I tied my shirt to his arm, tears streaming down his cheeks as he tried to be manly about this. I got a little one ounce bag of cocaine and offered it to Braxton, but he slapped it away from me. "That stuff is highly addictive," he mumbled through clenched teeth, sucking in air to ease the pain.
"But it has endorphins which means it'll dull your pain," I replied, grabbing the bag and trying to shove the coke in his mouth. "I'll burn the rest once we get out of this mess." He continued to shove it away from me. Annoyed by his reluctance, I grabbed the bag and punched him where his got shot, causing him to scream out in pain, to which I proceeded to pour some coke in his mouth. He started coughing violently as he tried to spit it out, but he eventually swallowed some and began to breathe better.
"Now go to sleep," I told him, and he began to close his eyes as his breathing steadied. I looked out and saw that we were perpendicular to a road that would take us into the city, meaning that reinforcements and the helicopter could come any second now. Out of nowhere I heard train whistle blowing, and another idea popped in my head.
"Avi, make a right towards the city then make the next left," I informed him.
"But won't that take us to the cop infested city and get us arrested?" he asked, looking at me like a madman. The train whistle blew louder this time.
"Don't you hear that? If we can get past them then we can get a head start in which we could find a place to hide."
He reluctantly listened to my advice and began driving towards the city. I grabbed the pistol Braxton was holding and leaned out the window. I never shot a gun before, but I wasn't stupid enough to have the thing close to my face. I extended my arms and fired. My arms went backwards, and I nearly lost my grip on the gun the recoil was so strong. I gripped it harder this time and began firing at their hood. I kept firing and saw smoke rise from one police car, and finally thought this was gonna be over with, but there was a blockade of at least eight police cars waiting for us at the intersection Avi was supposed to turn at. Avi made a hard left and sped up. I stayed in the car because I knew that I was outmatched in a firefight. The train was about two miles down the road as the train was visible, and the cross guard was suspended.
I immediately buckled Braxton and myself up, knowing that this was gonna be an even rougher ride trying to make it before the train blocked us off. To make matters worse, the officers pelted the car in bullets. I leaned out the window again and began shooting at the cars so that they could fire less while we made our escape.
"Ian, I don't think we're gonna make it," Avi complained. I turned back and looked at the closing distance the train was to the railroad crossing.
"Keep your foot on the petal and drive!" I shouted. We were about ten seconds from crossing the railroad tracks, and it looked like we weren't gonna make it. The engineer was outside, gesturing for us to stop, and even some police vehicles even stopped and were just standing there firing at us.
One bullet hit the back left tire, and when we came up to the crossing, the car jumped and turned to its side. In that moment it seemed as if all of time stopped as I saw the train inching slowly towards us, and the car slowly inching away from the train. The engineers face was frozen in shock, as if he were about to see us die. If anything Avi would barely make it while me and Braxton would perish, but time resumed, and the train scratched our back bumper. My guess was that since the car was spiraling, it moved parallel and horizontally away from the train, if we just drove straight through, there would be no way in hell we would've made it. The car landed on all fours and Avi sped up and out of the city.
We reached the country and Avi found some woods that we could use to get out of the main road with. Braxton was groaning in his sleep as I saw my shirt was soaked in blood. Albeit he filled up the tank before this whole ordeal, the tank was below halfway full, and the van was riddled with bullet holes. Avi pulled up to a cabin in the woods and parked next to a jeep in front of the cabin. We got out of the car and walked up to the front porch. Avi tried the door, but it was locked. Avi then proceeded to go over to the flower bed, which had a colorful array of snapdragons and California poppies flourishing, and went to a stone in the back corner and lifted it up, revealing a key.
Avi snatched up the keys and opened the door. I walked to the car, and I grabbed Braxton and dragged his heavy body inside the cabin; the big wolf snoring as I struggled to bring him in. Avi came back and helped me carry Braxton, grabbing his legs, and together we carried him to the couch. Avi immediately went to the bathroom and came back with some rubbing alcohol and bandages. He began to unwrap my shirt which was covered in Braxton's blood, when I suggested that we should clean his wound.
We picked Braxton up and moved him to the bathroom, where we sat him upright in the tub and drew bath water till the water was a reasonable temperature. We undressed him until he was only in his briefs, then Avi handed me a washcloth and soap, and we began to bathe Braxton. Braxton was completely out of it, murmuring in his narcotic stupor. Avi washed his legs while I got his torso and arms. I began washing his lower torso, and then began to move upwards to his right arm. I waited until Avi washed his legs before I started on Braxton's left arm. I wanted to make sure that the bullet wasn't lodged in there; I mean I thought I saw it go through his arm, but you can never be sure.
"Avi, can you a dear and go fetch me a flashlight?" I asked smiling, since he apparently he knew where everything was in here. He got up and went into the kitchen and came back a few moments later with a flashlight, curious at what I was doing. I didn't know what the hell I was doing either. I knew from tv shows that if I keep the bullet in, he wouldn't bleed, but they'd need to remove it, but if it's removed without anything to stop the bleeding, he could die from blood loss. I just hope the bandages are enough.
I ordered Avi to turn out the bathroom lights and to shut the door, so that I could see clearly into Braxton's wound. I turned on the flashlight and popped it in my mouth, then I spread the wound to get a better look inside, and to my dismay I saw that a bullet was lodged in there. I turned to Avi and made a pinching gesture with my finger, signaling to him that the bullet was still trapped in his arm, and that I needed tweezers. He got up and got my tweezers, and I handed him the flashlight. He kept it pointed at the gunshot wound while I disinfected the tweezers with the rubbing alcohol. I glanced back and forth between Braxton while removing the bullet to make sure I wasn't hurting him, but he only stirred in his sleep. I successfully removed the bullet, but at the same time blood was rushing out of his arm. I immediately grabbed the rubbing alcohol and drenched the wound in it while Avi quickly bandaged his arm, flashlight in his mouth.
Avi tied on his bandage super tight before turning on the light. I slashed Braxton with water to wake him up so that he could stand, and therefore we could dry him off. His eyes opened and he started mumbling groggily, but we managed to get him to stand up upright, long enough to dry him off. Braxton was standing there, swaying, and Avi and I threw his arms over our shoulder and carried him to the couch, where we gently laid him there and placed a blanket over him. Avi went to the car while I turned on the tv and sat in front of it, seeing what was on. I decided on a crime show, the type that Braxton likes, so that he wouldn't be alone while Avi and I were in the bedroom.
Avi came in with our suit cases and went to the bedroom, then came out stripped naked walking towards the bathroom. I heard him turn on the shower, and I watched tv with Braxton while waiting for Avi to come out. A breaking news alert came on and as suspected, it showed how we were wanted and police going on about how dangerous we are. They showed all of our faces, using our school pictures. Then they showed me and said I was extremely dangerous.
"Last but certainly not least, we have sixteen year old Ianto Compton, possible mastermind in today's county courthouse escape. Here is footage Ianto surprisingly able to take down fifteen offic-..." The TV shut off, and I turned around to look at Avi who was holding the remote. He wore a solemn expression on his face and told me to go hop in the shower.
I did as I was told and turned on the water, but I turned the knob so that my shower would be colder than usual. It's been a long day, and I'm just ready to sleep for all of eternity. I laid my head against the wall and couldn't help what the news anchor was talking about, and why Avi shut off the TV when they were about to show what happened in the courthouse to make us escape. Apparently I was able to take down fifteen officers, but how? Was it due to my red out and that voice in my head before suddenly everything went blank? And what was that voice? It sounded so...familiar.
I finished cleaning myself and came out with a towel wrapped around my waist along with a towel wrapped around my head. I walked into the bedroom and opened my suitcase to find some underwear, when suddenly the door closed with Avi standing in the corner. He held a sky blue crop top with a heart in the middle of it and some pride panties.
"Avi I'm not in the mood. I just wanna go to sleep," I whined. I grabbed my Boba Fett shirt and put it on when Avi came up behind me and started fondling me.
"Come on Ian, I know you want to do it as much as I want to. You damn had sex with me in the halls when we finally saw each other again, and you sucking that popsicle the way you did, even deepthroating it; you want this as much as I do. Why don't we celebrate our escape and our reunion, together," he pleaded softly. He did have a point. It has been awhile since we last made love, and the adrenaline from earlier in the day, all the kick ass and thrill of the cop chase made me want him even more. I quickly grabbed the crop top and panties and rushed to the bathroom to go change.
Once I was done changing, I looked in the mirror, and thought about how much Avi would this on me. I looked great in this. You look like a fucking slut. It was the voice again. I don't know who it was or where they were coming from, but I saw that they were irritated in my sense of apparel. I did a double take in the mirror and saw my reflection, but it wasn't me, it had red eyes instead of green. Jesus fucking Christ, is this what you do now? You bring such disgrace on our family. I should've been the one granted life, not you! Whatever, just have your fun for now, because pretty soon you'll under my control. And with that a sinister smile crept on his face.
"The hell are you talking about?!" I barked, demanding an answer. I was growling and the reflection merely started laughing hysterically. You'll find out soon enough. All I can say is that I hope you enjoy your boyfriend's cock as much as you do being a slut, because deep down that's what you are. Too bad you and Avi won't make it, though I don't feel bad for you, I'm gonna be the one to insure that you two split, one way or another. Go have fun while you can. The laughing continued, and I grew tired of him.
"Shut up!" I screamed and punched the mirror. The mirror shattered and fell into pieces, and the reflection disappeared, my green eyes returning to where they should be. I opened the door and saw Avi walking towards me.
"You alright?" he asked, curiosity and worry overcoming his face. I simply walked past him and bended over in front of the bed. I slowly pulled down my panties for him; I lifted up my tail and shaking my butt, looking back and grinning lustfully at him. He couldn't help but strip down and tackle me onto the bed.
The voice was right about one thing, I did enjoy Avi in me. We must've been at it for two hours before we finally finished. Avi was fast asleep, snoring very loudly with his arm wrapped around me, but that wasn't the reason why I couldn't sleep. It's what the voice said that kept me up. I buried myself into Avi's chest and just pondered on what it meant, why it hated me. They say that ignorance is bliss, but I'm not so sure in this case. All I know is that the voice is wrong; I love Avi with all my heart, and nothing will break us apart. Besides, I have more pressing matters to attend to, like how we are going to get Merissa out of jail...