Page 92 of Big Bad Bully
Billy has his phone out, and he barks. “I need back up now” before he pulls me to my feet. His hand stays on my head, pushing me, so I’m folded in half at the waist like him ducking from whatever or whoever is after us.
That’s when I see the blood soaking his clothes.
“You’re hit!”
Oh no. No no no no. Oh my God.
“Billy!”
This is unreal. Catastrophic. I gulp breaths to try to think.
He pulls me in a ducked run behind a low garden wall, keeping his gaze on a point in the distance.
I don’t hear the sound of shots, but glass explodes behind us.
Screams sound from every direction. They must be using a silencer. No one heard the first shot, but now everyone in the outdoor mall knows there’s a shooter.
My heart beats so hard I swear it will come out of my chest.
“You’re hit. Oh my God.” The amount of blood that soaking Billy’s clothes scares the shit out of me. We need to get him to an ER. “Help!” I scream, looking around. “Someone call an ambulance!”
He’s going to die, and it was because he was saving me.
He can’t die.
A bullet hits the brick wall to my right. I bark a sharp shriek of surprise.
“We’re okay,” Billy says calmly although he has to be seconds from collapsing from the amount of blood he lost. “Just keep your head down, and he can’t sight us.”
“Are they here for me?”
He scans the environment again then pulls me at a crouched run behind the next wall. “I won’t let them get you, Silver.”
Sully, Vance, Nickel, and Jake race around the corner.
“Shooter, two o’clock. Aubrey’s the target. Get transport,” Billy barks information with military precision although his movements are slowing, like the blood loss finally caught up.
He wasn’t in the military, was he?
Even more baffling, the guys react as if they are part of an elite navy SEAL team.
“Already on it. Jake, Vance, find the shooter. We’ll cover Aubrey,” Sully replies. Sully and Nickel flank us, providing me with even more body coverage as we run, en masse, toward the street.
Billy collapses, dropping to one knee.
“He’s hurt!” I cry, stating the obvious.
Nickel hauls him up, putting his shoulder under Billy’s arm.
“Cover Aubrey.” Billy’s voice sounds thin.
Oh my God. He’s going to die. I can’t let him die.
This can’t be happening.
“We need to get him to a hospital,” I cry.
Brick, Madi, Scarlett and Ruby, and Eagle run around, and one of the guys barks, “protect the Luna.”
