One Wrong Move

Sarah's POV:

"She is alone," Elma noticed. I gripped my chest. I was tired and feeling sick as well.

Then I spotted another car. Elma checked the car keys and said, "That's the car."

"Let's hurry in."

We hurried to the car, and she unlocked it. "Don't you dare," Bella pointed a gun towards us.

"I swear, if you make one more move, then I won't hesitate to finish you off right now."

"Bella, stop already; haven't you gotten enough?" I scolded her, and she shook her head in denial.

"I haven't; you leave only when I say leave. Now turn back or I will shoot."

"No, Bella, you better shoot me now. I am not going back." Elma took a step forward.

I got scared. "No, she is joking."

"I am not; you want to get your revenge till your satisfaction, right? Go on, shoot me."

My hands trembled. I raised the hand in my hand and pointed at her as well.

"If you shoot, then I will shoot as well."