CHAPTER 8....

DANIEL P.O.V

"What is hell is happening?" shouted Shania.

"Just keep driving they're gaining on us," I yelled as I bandaged the wound.

"Brad if you don't tell me what's going on am pushing your ass out the car," she screamed in my ear.

Hm... talk about love...

"Brad answer me now!" She yelled as she came to a corner at the end of the street.

She drifted around the corner, pressed gas and sped towards the highway.

Shania can drive? That was a sweet drift... She didn't even touch the railing...

"Who the hell taught you to burn rubber like that?" I asked astonished. 

"Let's just say I may not have told you a lot about my past," she replied as she checked the mirror to see if the cars were still on our tails."Damn... They're still there."

She grabbed the wheel turned left onto the highway and pressed gas. The cars mimicked her actions, they gained more speed and soon were beside us.

Thud... screach....

They hit our car and it hit against the railing.

"Shit!" Screamed Shania.

She tightened  her grip on the wheel, swung right and hit the Audi. She then released the gas pedal and fell back as the car swung left. She hit the gas and hit the back bumper. We jerked forward at the impact.

She turned right, pulled up beside the Audi, hit it hard and it came in contact with the rail. She sped away while the car turned and twisted in the road. The other two Audies pulled up behind her and started firing.

Ping, ping.

The shots hit the back bumper. The men were on the doors firing at us.

"Brad shoot!" She yelled.

I sat there holding on for my life.

"Brad now!"

I got up pushed my hand through the window and started firing. The shots hit the windscreen and hood of the car grazing them.

"Shit, they're bulletproof!" I yelled as I sat back. "I'm out of ammo. Shania spread your legs."

"What how the hell can you be thinking of sex at a time like this?"

"Spread!" I screamed as I pulled out a knife, she spread her legs and I cut the chair upwards  between her legs. I pushed my hands in the tear, pulled out two guns and two sets of ammo.

Let's say 'Killers' was my inspiration for putting it there.

"You could've just said those were there," she said angrily.

"What fun would that be?" I smirked.

Thud!

"Damn!" She cursed as one of Audies crash into the back bumper.

The other sped in front us and spun around. Driving back ways while one of the men sat on the window and shot at us.

"Nia, stay down!" I shouted. 

I cocked the gun, shot out the windscreen, kicked it out and started shooting at the man. I could hear the wind in my ears as the car drove at full speed and the sound of gunshots sliced through the air. I shot after the man it missed him, he shot after me and I ducked.

Thud.

The other Audi hit us. The car jerked forward. 

"Nia are you OK?" 

Ping, ping.

The bullets hit the hood.

"Ugh, playtime is over!" She said as she gripped the wheel and swung it around.

The car rotated in a 360° angle hitting the Audies and sending them spinning. They spun out of control, the men on the doors firing at us flew off and landed on the asphalt. The cars spun until, they collided with the railings and flew over.

Boom!

They went up into flames. She steadied the car and pulled to a stop.

"Damn! Who are you and what have you done with the love of my life?" I said awestruck.

"I would ask you the same question," she replied giving me a nasty glare.

"I will tell you but, we need to get to Derick's tattoo parlor in Atlanta now."

"Why?" She asked curtly.

"It's our way out of this mess," I said.

We lived at Marietta, a small town near Atlanta. So, Derick's wasn't far.

As first I thought that Marietta would be a nice place to lay low and run my empire (in NY) from without being found. But, I was wrong...

She looked at me for a while contemplating what to do, she said nothing as she started the engine, pressed gas, U-turned and went towards the city.

It was an odd silence for the first five minutes of the drive until, she broke the silence.

"Who are you Brad?" She asked.

I sighed.

Best I just get it off my chest... I need to tell her the truth, she deserves it.....

"My name is Daniel Darben.... I am the adopted son of a Drug Lord."

She hit the brakes, pulled over to the roadside and stared at me. 

"What the hell? Br- Daniel? A Drug Dealer's.... son ..... Why the hell didn't you tell me?"
She fisted the steering wheel, she was angry as hell.

I could see the fury in her eyes.

"I'm your damn wife... For god's sake... Why didn't you tell me?! What couldn't give me a heads up before I wed you? Couldn't you have said 'Umm, Shania, I think you should know my foster dad is a DRUG LORD!' " She said as she raked her hands through her hair. Her eyes getting darker with anger.

"I wanted to protect you.... And plus if I told you would you have gone out with me?"

"Hell no!...." At least she was being honest

"Have you seen what you caused Bromez maybe dead and I nearly got killed... You, I can't... ugh."

I sighed and slouched in my seat. She looked at me hurt. I stroke her jaw line, looked into her eyes and said.

"I'm sorry... I never wanted you to get pulled into this. Shania, I love you and believe me say I won't let them hurt you...."

She smiled at me and soon she relaxed. Deep down in her eyes I could see love and also fear.

"Baby listen everything will be fine. Don't worry, we just need to lay low for a while. I will be with right here with you until the end I promise."

I kissed her on her forehead and a tear slip from her eye.

I wiped it away and she smiled. She lead in and claimed my mouth in a short passionate kiss.

She then grabbed the wheel, pulled off the roadside and headed towards Atlanta.

How am I going to protect her if everywhere I go danger finds me. I love her to bits but, how can she believe if all I do is put her in bad situations?

I promised to protect her but, I find it hard to, especially from him... I know that marriage has its problems but, mine are too much to handle. It's like being married to a mad man, something crazy always turns up...

We reached Atlanta in the evening, we pulled onto the highway and headed into the city. The city was beautiful. The building stood tall and glimmered in the evening sun, which gave it a golden look. Cars filled the highway, the sound of horns, engines, and music filled our ears. As did the sight before us mesmerized us.

"Turn right," I told her. She snapped out of the trance and did as I said.

We made our way onto Memorial Drive SE, then we took a right onto Connally street and parked in front of a shop with 'Derrick's tattoo shop' written on it.

••••••Shania•••••••

He got out of the car, shut the door and said.

"Stay here I'll be back."

I nodded. He turned around and went inside.

I let out a breath I didn't know I was holding and tears flooded my eyes.

How can this be happening to me? What did I do to deserve this? 

First Gio and now him. Can't I live a normal life for once?

I wiped the tears away with my hands, gripped the wheel, grinded my teeth and grunted.

This is so unfair. I didn't want to be mixed up in this shit. I am a good person why me? I thought as I cried some more.

Just then the door opened and a man walked over to the car.

"Come now," He said as he walked back inside the shop.

I swallowed the lump at the back of my throat and sniffed.

I just swallowed mucus.... ewwww!

Come on now Shania woman up your in this shit now 'for better or worse' so, deal with it.

I wiped away the tears again as I got out of the car. I walked towards the door and pushed it.

Ding, dong.

The bells on the door sang as it open. I walked in the room and there in front of me stood a man with a gun which was pointed at me.

Shit, shit, shit!

*****

You know the routine.

Muah, bye huniies.