Chapter 13 - Russel - My hand hurts (1/2)

He lashed out at me, ”Why the f.u.c.k would you do that?! I'm gonna get fired! Hey! Stop!” he saw another kid grabbing a box of candies and run off. Before he chases the kid, I grabbed his collar and turned him around to face me. ”Dude, didn't you hear the siren and the broadcast?! Code Zulu Alpha is happening! Your dad dropped me here to pick you up, he went to your mom to get them as well, let's go now!”

”Wait! Let's grab some things first!” He rushed to the store before I even got the chance to stop him. I saw him grab his bag under the counter and he started filling it up with anything he laid his eyes on. When his bag was filled, I saw him pull out a shotgun under the desk. What surprised me was that he aimed it overhead.

”Oh boy.” I said.

*BOOM*

*crash*

”Holy f.u.c.k.i.n.g shit! That's f.u.c.k.i.n.g loud! Everybody f.u.c.k.i.n.g stop!” he shouted.

He grabbed a basket and filled it up with potato ch.i.p.s. He even motioned me to help him grab a case of beer. Everyone is down in the ground while were looting this store. He has this smile in his face while doing this and even I can't help smiling a bit since this escalated quickly. I grabbed a few more items in the store mostly essentials then we headed out.

”Here dude, catch! Everyone else, continue.” He threw me keys and he pointed at the small tanker parked on the side.

The people facing down has a look of confusion but they still got up and started taking things from the shop.

”We just shoplifted, open fired a gun, now we're stealing a vehicle. Can't believe we're doing this this early!” I shouted at him as we started to run towards the tanker.

”You told me it's happening right? We need to do this, you can't buy everything with money, dude park here!” he said as he pointed to one of areas where the gas pumps are.

As I parked it, he pulled the gas pump and started filling up the gas tank of the vehicle before he filled the tanker.

”This is gonna take a few minutes. It's half full so maybe 10 minutes tops.” He said as he opened a bag of potato ch.i.p.s. A few gunshots started to ring out from every direction as we watch people and cars scatter about.

He handed me the shotgun, handle first, then he said, ”That was exciting huh, keep that.”

”Really? I thought you'd keep this to yourself.” I said as inspect the gun. Though it needs some cleaning and some polishing, it seems to be in working condition.

”My hand hurts.” He said as I almost spat out the ch.i.p.s in my mouth.

”Okay, then. I'll trade you for it later.” I said as I placed it inside the truck.

”Great! Give me a rocket launcher later okay?” he said while he's grabbing another mouthful.

We both looked at each other and we laughed hysterically.

”Who am I Duke Nukem?!” I said to myself.

A few vehicles tried to get gas like us and Russel just told them that it's free, so they immediately picked up the pumps to load their own cars. A few minutes passed, my uncle stopped at the gas station giving us a honk, his wife and his daughter are at the backseat and a familiar figure was sitting next to my uncle. It was Ellen, an older woman who works as a pedicab driver. I waved at them then Russel steps forward and pointed at the tanker. Like father like son, they both gave each other a thumbs up.