Turning around quickly, he held his hands up immediately, instinctively. “Nobody else has to die, mate.” Noah’s voice came out like a whisper. In truth - he was scared shitless. He had no idea what to say or do in this situation, and he almost believed no matter what he said or did he’d only end up in a grave, leaving his sisters behind. Clearing his throat, he nodded to the boy making the most sense. Arguing with his inner conscious over the pure fact that he should speak, he took in a breath and cleared his throat. “What he said. You can take my phone, dude. It’s right there.” He spoke, pointing carefully to his phone laying face flat on the concrete. “I’ll give you my wallet, too, and my car. I.. Just need to get home to my family.” The male reasons, eyes shifting between the pair before a rather attractive girl made her appearance. He couldn’t help but to wonder why - or how she was involved in all of this. He nodded a bit at her words, mostly because she did seem like she was the one in charge despite the anger issue one branding a gun around. Chewing his lips, eyes looked back over to the male - Andrew, he had learned - and an eyebrow just slightly rose. “You don’t have to shoot me, mate. In fact - let’s just all go home and forget about tonight, eh?”
Andrew could only let out a sinister laugh as everyone around him pleaded for him to stop. It made him angry that Dixie was standing up for a stranger which in return led him to backhanding her; something that had happened a few times previous and was nothing new to the both of them. “Ethan, shut the fuck up and grab the rope to tie his hands together,” he spat as his gaze was still intensely focused on the witness while the gun was pointed straight at him. “I wouldn’t move if I were you. I don’t want your wallet, phone, or car because those things don’t guarantee that you won’t say anything to anyone, but I know something that will,” Andrew threatened with the smirk still plastered across his features as various ideas of what he could do to the male began to surface within his mind. “Dixie, don’t you fucking dare say anything to your father. This can be our dirty little secret, and if I find out that you did tell him, well then it won’t be pretty for you or this one here,” he stated as he shot her a glare before focusing his attention back to the male. “You won’t be going home tonight, so I hope you told your family that you loved them before you left,” Andrew replied. “What’s your name?” he asked.
Ethan swallowed thickly as he knew that this entire thing was a bad idea, and he didn’t want to cause anymore damage than what they had already done with murdering someone. He scrambled to grab the rope that was laying on the ground and walked over to the male slowly in order to tie up his hands as instructed by Andrew. Ethan hated everything about this and didn’t want the scared male to think that he had anything to do with this because he didn’t. He knew that being in a gang came with surprises, but he never thought it would turn out to be like this and silently cursed himself for taking this life path. His fingers shook violently as he grabbed both of the male’s hands and began to tie them together. “I’m really sorry. Dixie and I will try and get you out of this predicament, I promise,” Ethan stated under a whisper for only the victim to hear, so he wouldn’t be reprimanded for it by the one in charge. Once he was finished with tying his hands together, he scurried away and over to Dixie who was still holding her face from the slap that she had endured moments prior.
Dixie felt like screaming in order to catch some attention from other people who might have been located around them, but she knew that it would only cause even more trouble and this was enough already. Her face still stung from being hit by Andrew, and the way the male was acting was beginning to make her scared not only for the victim but for everyone involved. “I won’t tell him, Andrew. I promise,” she replied as it was true. Dixie didn’t want her father to be involved in this because it would be even more scary than it was now and plus, the less people knew about it, then the better chance she had of setting him free. The mention of his family caused her chest to tighten because she hated the fact that Andrew was using it to his advantage in order to get what he wanted from the handsome male. As they stood there, she began to hear police sirens in the near distance which caused panic to surge throughout her entire being. “I think we should go before we get caught,” Dixie stated as she glanced over at the scared male with a determined look in hopes that he would at least trust her enough to know that she would get him out of this situation, even though she didn’t know how just yet.
