chapter 8: on the move

As I was about to head down stairs I hear a very loud knock at the door, thank god I quickly headed down stairs and opened the door.

"Hi I'm Officer Cole Jones from the FBI, I have come to arrest Corey of under suspicion of the murdered of Ryan Levisohn" oh shit.

I slammed the door, grabbed Bruce "Corey we have to go" I said in a demanding way I ran out to the back door as Corey was behind me but all of a sudden, Officer Cole punches Corey in the face sending him flying "Corey!" I screamed Corey gave me a look which terrified me a look I haven't seen since he was trying to kill me.

Corey stood up and whipped the blood from his mouth and got both of his hands ready to fight and took a swing at Cole.

Sending him flying across the room I really didn't know what to do but run I stood outside just hoping and praying that Corey was okay.

I heard a lot of banging and crashing coming from the house I see Corey running outside and he grabbed my arm "let's go! I have a car in my old garage it's not good but its fast" Corey said in a scary way.

"What happened?" I questioned Corey "he's unconscious but he won't be out for long let's go!" Corey said in a demanding way.

We got to the car and sat in it me making sure Bruce is okay "where are we going?" I questioned "Mexico" Corey responded "Mexico? Why!" I questioned in a loud tone of voice, "Yes Mexico, because we aren't wanted there okay they can't arrest us there unless we do something in Mexico" Corey responded "but my mother and father?" I said in a sad way he looked at me "look once it's all blown over we will come back okay but not for a while... I need you safe Callie".

All I could think of was my mother and father what will they think of me? My mother defiantly won't think I'm mature after this.

All of a sudden I hear gun shots Corey looks behind him "shit!" Corey say in an angry tone "can you drive?" Corey asked me "no I take the bus" I responded "okay just steer and try not to crash" Corey demanded I looked at him like he was stupid but the thing is he is. I took the steering wheel and started to steer as I did Corey grabbed an m1911 gun from the glove compartment and leant out of the window and started to shoot the wheels of the cop car.

Things started to get heated as I hear a chopper above us. "Fuck!" Corey said very angrily as Corey looked at the empty 45.acp bullet box.

"Corey I screamed!" as I saw us heading towards a cliff, Corey tried to get the wheel under control but it was too late as we were falling I hugged Bruce tightly so he couldn't get hurt.

My life flashed before my eyes as I saw the car slowly falling the windows shatted into tiny pieces.

Corey slowly climbed out of the car he looked to see all the broken glass on the floor, he wiped his eye as he couldn't see much out his right eye he looked at his hand and to his surprise. Blood on his hand there was a big gash down his face going into his eye and he could feel the agonising pain of a couple of broken ribs, Corey grabs Bruce making sure he is okay and can walk until he sees me still laying on the floor.

"Callie... Callie wake up!" Corey says in a concerning way as he continues to shake me "ouch my foot... Corey my foot!" I said while I was in agony, Corey sees my ankle stuck between two pieces of metal "Callie the only way out is to pull it... I know it will hurt but it's the only way for me and Bruce Callie" Corey said to me while cheering me on as he holes my hand then... we both could hear police sirens in the back ground "Callie you need to hurry they won't be long until there down here to check if we're alive" Corey said.

I pulled and pulled I could feel my skin ripping off my ankle I was in so much pain spit was coming from my mouth uncontrollably, you could hear the sound of my skin ripping until my foot was out.

"Corey I can't walk I think it's broken too" he looked and nodded at me we both got our heads together to comprehend our surrounding's.

"Where are we Corey?" I questioned "I have no clue Callie, but we need to head somewhere or find a place to get your ankle taken care of" Corey said in a concerned tone of voice.

"and your eye" I said while picking up Bruce and cuddling him "are you okay" Corey said as he put his arm around me I nodded as I put my head on his shoulder Corey sighed before saying "come on we need to go" "my ankle kills Corey" I said while trying to walk towards him "your right we won't be able to get anywhere with your ankle" Corey sounded concerned.

He looked at me and picked me up and he started to walk up the hill with me in his arms and Bruce in mine.

We got to the top and laid fully down on the path so that we could see the police and they can't see us, they were checking the car for our bodies to see if we are dead or alive but to their surprise neither one of those are true because were not dead or in the car we are alive and on the move ready to hit Mexico as Corey carries me and Bruce to find the nearest hotel,

Corey say to me he can see a building in the distance I thought to myself finally we can rest, as I look at my phone "it's getting pretty dark and late I hope we get there soon" I say to Corey as Corey looked at me and said "your tired... I'm carrying YOU! And Bruce! This is tiring.