Part I :
Since I just vowed to make
my life as normal as possible, why not start now, right? I decided to go
shopping and play with Dash at the park afterwards. We got to the mall and because
"no pets allowed inside" -
"I'm sorry, Dash.
You'll have to stay here in a while." he looked at me with an expression
that plainly said, How could you? as
I left him tied outside.
Once I was inside, a sense
of normal-ness started overwhelming me. Now,
this is what I need. I'm a normal person at a normal place. The first store
I went to is the bookstore. I smiled as soon as the smell of pages and the
sight of bookshelves greeted me. I rushed up to the fiction ones and started
scanning the titles for something that caught my interest. All the while,
oblivious to the pair of eyes that were watching me.
I purchased five thick books
when I was done - yes, five. That is actually very few for me. Then after
drinking a little bit at Starbucks, I went to buy clothes - I've been needing
some new ones for a while. I checked the pre-teens section for clothes my size.
I was actually having a bit of fun, especially when I spotted a blue sweater
that's really perfect for me. Up until that time, ignorant of the new five pair
of eyes on me. One said through his comm device on his collar -
"We've got her."
Part II :
The five started to close in
on me, though I hardly noticed it. But by a streak of fate, I had the intuition
to go to the cashier area. Three ayes looked angry, two were tired. When I
purchased my sweater - the last normal thing I would ever get to do - all hell
broke loose.
Gunshots.
Then the screaming came.
Then, the next instant, I saw them. Horror washed through my whole being as I
saw the five high-calibre guns pointed straight at me.
Oh
my God.
My breaths came in short
gasps. Dear God, what did I do? One
guy started closing in on me, his eyes very impatient. I saw so scared. I was
shaking. There was nowhere to run. They completely surrounded me. The person
had his gun pointed at my forehead now, I can feel the cold metal touching my
skin. he said with a very deep, satisfied voice,
"Goodbye, poppet."
He pulled the trigger.
Part III :
I don't exactly know what,
or how it happened. I wasn't sure of anything at all, at the moment. I have
trouble breathing properly, especially when the man fell at my feet.
Dead.
Feelings overwhelmed me;
relief, horror, fear - especially fear.
The other four - two guys and two women - stared at me. After recovering from
her shock, one of the girls pointed her gun at my face.
"You, bitch!" she
screamed.
It
wasn't me! Horror gripped my chest tightly again, only ten times
worse. The dead man's blood started pooling around my feet. Oh, God. I wanted
to vomit. The woman was shaking like me, only it was out of pure rage. I can
see the hatred enamate from her grey eyes.
"You're going to pay
for that, Cavanagh."
My eyes widened. What did she call me?
-
While the scene unfolded
before his eyes, he adjusted his rifle at the grey-eyed woman. Ryne looked so
scared. His eyes clouded in sympathy and protective anger. He'll get her out of
here soon enough. Being careful not to be seen on his hiding place, he prepared
himself for the big kill. He took a deep breath.
Let's
do this.
-
Gunshots sounded throughout
the vast space and bullets rained upon us. I didn't even have time to scream
when the woman threw me behind the post with her for cover. She had me face the
post and her arm was pinning me to it to stop me from an escape attempt. I
heard her swear under her breath. I was so terrified and confused and struggling to get away from her.
"Stay still." she
hissed viciously. But I didn't. I only did when I was already exhausted and
drained. I gave up struggling against my captor.
Sky. I'm
sure he's behind this somehow! Damn!
So much for staying out of his freaking way. Maybe he's even one of the guys who's
trying to kill me. Damn it.
The sounds of those damned
gunshots stopped abruptly. It was deathly silent except for the concrete powder
from the ceiling falling down to the hard ground. Are they dead? What the fuck is happening? In my head, I was cursing and screaming, it's
the only words that can be adequate for the current situation.
The woman behind me was
tense. Where is everyone?! Then
something stepped out of the shadows. Or rather someone. The woman dragged me away for another cover even before
the three gunshots were fired. I heard the reloading of guns. the woman looked
like she was thinking something over. Then she looked at me and said,
"Walk to the open
space." her eyes were flaming. "Try anything funny, I will shoot your
brain all over the floor, Cavanagh." That name again. She said it like it
burned her tongue. I don't understand anything at all. Cavanagh? That name isn't even familiar to me.
I just promised myself to
live my life normally again, away from guns and look at what's happening now.
It was a dead start - the promise I made. I took a deep breath and followed the
orders of the woman.
We were now out from our
cover. The woman looked at the supposed hiding place of the shooter. She
shouted,
"I know who you are!
You better think twice about shooting, or your little fiend here is going to
get hurt." She nudged me hard with her gun at my temple and she was
gripping my shoulder so tightly it hurt.
"Come out, you
bastard.' she said impatiently. Then he
came out. I couldn't breathe.
Green eyes met mine.
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