Who: @alliejdrake
Where: cressino farm wedding / post plot drop
It wasn’t the first time Hayes had found himself with a gun pointed at his head, a fact which only disturbed him more rather than bringing him any kind of comfort. He was a normal guy, he followed the rules, did his job and he payed his taxes. There was no way he should have been held at gun point as many times as he had. Not only that but everything going on in the wedding hall seemed to be moving in super speed and slow motion at the same time. A group of people he didn’t recognize had seemingly taken over the wedding and started shooting at people. Maybe Hayes shouldn’t have attempted to move when everyone was clearly told not to, if he hadn’t he might not have been gifted with the special treatment of having a gun pointed straight at his head. The screams were deafening, covered only by the sound of gun fire that didn’t seem to end but all he could focus on was the gun.
People said that when you were about to die your life flashes before your eyes but for Hayes everything was blank. Even as he watched the man’s trigger finger start to move there were no images of days gone by or the good times he’d had. All there was was screaming and the gun. He took a deep breath in having no doubt that it was about to be his last and as he exhaled he finally heard the shot ring out. Much to his surprise the pain didn’t follow the gunshot and as he began to pay more attention to his surroundings he noticed that the gun was no longer pointed to his head. Instead it was on the floor along with the man that had been about to end his life.
Hayes wasn’t sure he believed in god or any kind of all knowing being, but he silently thanked whatever or whoever had just saved his life. He made a silent promise to do more with his life and become a better man but before he had too much time to pray another bullet whizzed past him head making him duck. He stayed low to the ground, he needed to find Allie and get the hell out of there. He knew the last time he’d seen the blonde she was in the hall not too far away from him so she had to be close by.
He took in his surroundings, trying to ignore all of the blood and dead bodies surrounding him to focus on any strand of blonde hair. It took a couple of seconds but he finally managed to find Allie crouched behind a chair. In a rush a courage he’d never had before he ran over to her, standing over her to shield her from any possible disasters. “We need to get out of here. I think I saw some people running towards an exit with less of the people with guns. We need to move.” He yelled over the battle, adrenaline and the need to protect Allie kicking in. A part of him knew when they were safe and he stopped moving he’d be a wreck but he didn’t have time to think about that. First he needed them to survive.
