"Fuck that hurt!" He cursed, as the officer groaned in pain. Roman took the gun from him, and stared ahead, looking where Zadia took off to. Taking several breaths, he estimated how long it would take for the sniper to reload before he could take off running after her. "Tell your partner to stop!"
The officer glared at him, a huge bruise forming on his head. "Fuck you!" He spat. "You guys aren't getting out of here alive. Every ranger is already looking for you!" Roman raised his fist, punching him in the nose. The officer's nose cracked and started to bleed as though he was just stabbed.
Roman aimed his gun in the direction of the sniper and started shooting in places he thought they would be. When his bullets ran out, the sniper started shooting again. This went on for a while until he stopped to reload.
Roman took that as his chance to run back into the woods.
Adrenaline coursed through his veins as air bit into his lungs, while he ran. When he was further into the woods he stopped, looking around. "Fuck!" He whispered, looking at the trail of footprints Zadia left behind. The problem wasn't that she left footprints, it was the fact that other footprints were trailing hers.
Someone was out here with her.
He stopped again, unzipping the duffel bag around his shoulders to grab his gun. He made sure that his clip was full and proceeded with trailing the footprints. They finally stopped at a section near a huge tree. From where he stood, he could see Zadia on her knees with her hand on her head, while a woman stood a couple of feet in front of her.
Her gun aimed at Zadia.
"You don't want to do that," Roman said, walking up to them, so the woman could see him. He took small steps towards Zadia. He watched his steps, noticing how close they were to a hill. "If you kill her, Cortez will never know where his son is at. What do you think he'll do if he finds out you're the one responsible for that?"
"Shut up." The officer warned him, she looked like she was in distress. The gun in her hand trembling.
Roman could tell she was new at this. "This is all just a big misunderstanding. Take a step back and I promise you'll be able to make it home tonight."
"You're criminals."
"Yet, there's no actual proof that we did anything. Everyone's just making assumptions because one person said we did something." Roman explained. "Zadia, stand up."
"Don't!"
"Go ahead. Stand up." Roman told Zadia. He wasn't about to take this cop seriously. If he got close enough, he could take the gun out of her hands. Roman extended his arm so Zadia could use it as support to stand. They could hear rustling coming towards them. "We've gotta find a way out of here."
"They've got the place surrounded. You guys aren't getting out of here undetected unless you go off-route." The officer said, surprising them both. She sighed, putting her gun away. "I can lose my job for this... just go." The rustling was getting closer. "You've gotta go down the hill or they'll find you."
Zadia shook her head. "No way. That's a death trap." She said as she looked down. "We won't make that fall."
Roman put the gun back in his bag. He grabbed Zadia, pulling her close to him. "We don't have a choice right now, but to make that fall." He moved closer. "Hold on tight and don't let go. This is gonna hurt like hell." He instructed, wrapping his arms around her like they were hugging. She did the same and when the officer saw they were ready, she pushed them over, sending them rolling down the hill.
Zadia felt the air get sucked from her lungs as her body went rolling. She felt many things tearing at her skin and getting caught in her hair as they went faster. Roman stiffened, burying his lips into his mouth to muffle the pain he felt as twigs and whatever else on the ground cut through his skin. The fact that he wasn't wearing a shirt, didn't help his case.
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