I was about to yell at Mark and said no to him, but it was too late as he was already out of the car.
"Mark, you i***t no..." I yelled at him but he closed the door. What the hell, I grabbed my hair start to pull them. Should I call the police, where is my cell phone? Should I call Dad or Mom? Oh god, why the hell Mark step out.
Soon my eyes turned wide and breathing got stuck in my throat when the two guys who were staring at me in the resturant pulled their guns out and put the barrels on Mark.
No, no, this isn't possible, they can't do this, they can't, they can't hurt him. I was too fast to step out of the car when the fire occured but not caring about my life, I started running close to Mark. I realised that neither Mark was hurt nor I, it was clear that it was a warning shot th
