Cold 12

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Nancy and The man had jumped up from the floor when they heard gunshots outside the house, the man reached for his gun white Nancy pulled a piece from the broken chair, he swore and cursed as he made for Nancy in the dark room. 

"Bitch, you are dead, i will kill you for this". He pointed his gun in the direction that Nancy stood at the same time she aimed a sharp end of the stick she was holding and drove it deep into his belly, he let out a shrill cry and fell on his back, she picked another piece and raised it again to knock him out. 

"Drop it now" a voice said. She turned in the direction of the voice and saw the third assailant pointing his rifle at her, she dropped the stick and faced him with a little bit of fear and a great deal of bitterness. 

"Shoot her man, kill the bitch" his colleague yelled, wreathing in pain on the floor. The standing man cocked his gun, Nancy closed her eyes in anticipation of what was to come, the man released the safety catch of his gun, Nancy's heart skipped at the sound and the tears fell of her eyes, she thought of Jaycee as she waited for the bullets to come, she wasn't angry at him, she loved him and didn't mind losing her family and her self for his sake, she cried that she may not get to see him once again before she would be killed, all these thoughts went through her mind in a fleeting moment as she resigned herself to death and then the sound of a gun cackled, she opened her eyes, she felt nothing, just the hot tears in her eyes, She took one last look at the man and saw him fall on his knee with shock horror in his face and at his back stood Joseph clutching an Ak47 with Jaycee at his side. 

Nancy ran to them, hugged Jaycee and broke down on him. 

"Are you alright?" Jaycee asked as Joseph moved closer to the injured man who was still moaning on the floor. She clung to him without saying a word and sobbed. 

"Who the hell are you and what do you want with me? " Joseph asked as he bent low to observe the man on the floor. 

"Fuck you" he said as spittle mixed with blood ran down the corner of his mouth. Joseph grab the piece of wood that was still stuck in his stomach and spun it around, he yelled in pain and coughed out blood bubbles. 

"Who the fuck sent you here?" Joseph yelled at him, he coughed with a violent jerk, threw his head back and slowly his eyes shut. Joseph felt his pulse and nothing came up. 

"Is he dead?" Jaycee asked and Joseph nodded. 

"Let's get out of here" Joseph said leading the way, Jaycee held Nancy who was still crying and they walked sluggishly but steadily behind him, they walked a little distance to where he packed his car, he drove with Nancy in the back while Jaycee rode after them in his bicycle at an unusual speed.