Prove To Me

they started driving again, this time with a less tense atmosphere. Higa stopped at an abandoned building that used to be a shooting range. Looking around Carla could see why it was ideal for what Higa had in mind, Higa pulled out a rifle and passed it to her, giving himself a small pocket knife to defend himself with. "Let's see how you handle this, if you can knock me down we'll let you join the fight," he explained. Carla was nervous but she accepted the rifle, knowing that her survival depended on it. She started aiming for Higa but she couldn't shoot. Her hands were shaking and her mind was racing. She had never really been in a fight before, let alone with an armed man. Looking at Higa she could see he wasn't going easy on her either, his posture exuding confidence that silently challenged her begging for a response from Carla. But she threw the gun down. no way she could've used it. Higa signed and thought for a second. He then pulled out a toy blade and placed it in her hand. " not a fan of guns huh? I'll give you this instead, and let's see if you can handle yourself," Higa said, as he slowly approached Carla with the pocket knife in his hand. Carla nodded and took a deep breath Higa felt a sudden sinking feeling in his gut as he looked into Carla's eyes. He could feel her gaze burning into him like the heat of an open flame, and there was something almost sinister in her expression that chilled him to the bone. The room seemed to grow colder, and she stared at him with a stare of death. Higa wasn't scared..was he? This was Carla we were talking about! But the pressure made him unable to move. Carla charged at him but was taken out instantly with Higa pinning her down and pulling her arm, letting his intent accidentally spill out. "o-ow Ow Ow! H-Higa could you p-please let go of my arm?" Carla cried. Higa looked into her eyes and saw the fear and confusion, He slowly released his grip on her arm, letting out a deep sigh of relief. "Shit, My Bad!" he said as he tried to compose himself. `she's completely ass with a gun but when she holds a blade she's like a completely different person…` Higa thought to himself as he helped Carla up. He could feel the tension in the room begin to drop and was glad he was able to keep her from doing something stupid. He smiled at Carla and said, "My bad..you good?". Carla pouted and punched Higa in his shoulder as softly as she possibly could, still angry but didn't want to hurt him "That hurt!" she whispered, having tears in her eyes. Higa felt slightly bad and wrapped his arms around her in a hug, and she turned a shade of bright pink, feeling the warmth and safety of it. He could tell she was still shaken up so he gave her a friendly smile before saying "This place is fucking creepy…Liam!". "yeah yeah I have the keys right here!" He swung them around. he attempted to start the engine but it wouldn't even start. the sounds of the engine failing repeated over and over which attracted a nearby zombie hoard. "God Fucking damn it Narrator." Higa sighed but I didn't do anything!