Obsession by Treasure Hernandez

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    â€œYou bastard!” Kimberly spat. “How dare you try and treat me this way!”
    Just as Sosa was about to reply, he heard what sounded like gunshots. “Shut the fuck up!” he said to her, holding his finger in the air so he could hear. Seconds later, he heard the sound again. Sosa knew that sound anywhere. Machine guns.
    He quickly walked over to his security monitors and turned them on. He looked at the monitors and saw all of his guests scrambling for their lives. He looked at the other monitor and saw Lucky and Hawk returning fire, but they were outnumbered.
    â€œAy, stay right there!” he said, pointing at Kimberly. He walked over to his gun closet and snatched open the doors. He grabbed the bulletproof vest and strapped it on over his chest. “Bitch-ass niggas wanna run up in my house?” he said to himself as he grabbed the M-16 that rested up on the shelf. Then he grabbed four extra clips and shoved them down in his pocket.
    â€œWhere’s my vest?” Kimberly asked as the gunshots got louder and louder.
    Sosa ignored her last comment as he walked back over to the monitors. One of the gunmen shot out all of the cameras, leaving him looking at a scrambled screen.
    â€œFuck!” Sosa cursed loudly, trapped inside of a room in a house full of gunmen out looking for his blood. He quickly turned and looked over at Kimberly. “Come here!” he said in a fast-paced voice. “I need you to peek out the door and tell me how close they are.”
    â€œHell no!” Kimberly said, looking at Sosa like he was crazy. “They’ll kill me!”
    â€œI’m not going to let them kill you,” he said. “All I need you to do is peek your head out the door real quick.”
    Kim sighed loudly. “Come on, hurry up,” she said, and her and Sosa made their way over to the door.
    â€œOn the count of three, I want you to just peek your head out the door real quick, and that’s it,” Sosa told her. “One, two, three!” he quickly snatched open the door, and Kimberly poked her head out the door.
    Once Kim’s head was out the door, Sosa forcefully shoved her into the hallway and slammed and locked the door behind her. A split second later, he heard at least seven different guns going off, followed by Kimberly’s scream.
    When the gunshots ended, Sosa snatched open the door with his finger on the trigger of his M-16. He watched the bullets from his gun rip three of the gunmen, while the others scattered like roaches trying not to get hit with one of the bullets, which sounded like thunder. Sosa quickly ducked back inside the room and closed the door, as big holes ripped through the door in rapid succession, and bullets turned the door into Swiss cheese.
    Major Pain stood with his back up against a wall as he watched Quick, Wolf, and the rest of his goons that were still breathing return fire into the door that Sosa ran behind. Major Pain ran toward the door and kicked it open. He stepped inside and saw Sosa hanging out the window, like he was scared to jump. Major Pain aimed his AK at the window and sprayed it, causing Sosa to jump way sooner than he intended to.
    Sosa landed in the bushes and twisted his ankle. “Ahhh shit!” he growled in pain. At that very moment he knew his life was about to come to an end.
    Out of nowhere Lucky grabbed Sosa’s M-16 from off the ground and aimed it up at the window and squeezed the trigger.
    Just as Major Pain was about to look out the window to see where Sosa had landed, a loud series of gunshots caused him to get low as he felt a few bullets whistle past his face. With a hand signal, he ordered the rest of his men to head downstairs.
    While Lucky held the gunmen at bay, Hawk helped Sosa up to his feet as he hopped on his good leg to the getaway car he had parked out back for situations like this. Lucky held the M-16 up at the window until Hawk swerved around and beeped the