WRATH

Chapter 2

  The world was spinning around me, it was too much, it's just too much.

Bang!

I flinched into a step back, my ears ringing. The sound of the gunshot had brought me back to reality.

I don't know how I didn't see them before. A man cried out in pain he was on his knees, his standardized brown suit dirty and bloody, his face a little bruised up clealy from being bitten up.

"Please Xander" The man begged, " I have kids"

"You should have thought about that, when you decided to cross my father"

My eyes traveled to the source of the second voice - Xander, I thought it would be some old dirty thug but it was a guy looking to be around my age. He was tall, in dark jeans, a black T-shirt and a black leather jacket.

Whoa...

"You know what kind of a man my father is Bill, knowing that I can't believe that you actually thought you could get away" he chuckled running his hand through his black short hair.

" Don't kill me, please don't " he begged, god he looked pityful.

"How about-" he turned and pointed the gun at me, "we let the  pretty girl decide whether you live or die" he said with a wink.

Damn it!

It just dawned on me that i had been just standing here, I didn't even try to hide. 

"Come here" Xander cooed with his gun, he had a slight accent either Italian or French.

"No" I blankly refused, "you can do whatever you want. Kill him for all I care, just don't involve me in -"  I gestured to him and the man on the ground who looked like he was on the brink of death. "- this little play time of yours."

He smilled, that made me slightly confused, his hazel eyes was tinted with danger. I felt my heart skip a beat.  "You want me to kill him?" He slowly walked towards me.

"That's not what I said" I felt my mouth go dry.

"Then what are you saying?" as he spoke there was a shuffling sound behind him, he did a 180° turn and shot blindly near the old man as a warning then continued to move towards me. I remained still.

"That...I...have to... go?" I hate how that ended up sounding like a question.

"Do you?" He was only four feet away from me now.

"No" conflicted, that's what I was.

He smirked, he looked into my eyes intensely and I held his gaze. We just stood there for what felt like an eternity.

Bang!

I flinched at the gunshot breaking the eye contact. I looked over my shoulder and saw a man in a black suit with a gun held out. With my eyes I followed the directions which the gun was pointed to, so did Xander

The body of the old man fummbled onto the ground lifelessly, he had tried to run.

I fought back the urge to laugh, but I lost.

"I want to laugh too, tell me what's humoring you" Xander  closed the distance between us.

"He reached a dead end, literally"  I giggled, at my terrible pun.

He smiled, "I like you" he blatantly stated. " Enough that I'm not going to kill you"

"I don't want you to like me" I looked up to his eyes, he was taller than me by a couple of inches.

"So you want me to kill you?" He grabbed me by the back of my neck pulling me onto his body. My body pressed against his.

"Yes" I breath out, he instantly pressed his gun onto my tample he wasn't gentle in the motion.

"I can, kill you" his tone was low and his eyes dark.

"I have no doubt. You have that look in your eyes" he'd killed before, I saw it in his eyes.

He crased the gun down my cheek and to my lips.

"Xander you are going to be late, if you don't wrapped this up" the man in the suit said still standing behind us. Xander gave him a heated look before returning his gaze to me.

He put the gun away, "Come with me... we'll drop you off anywhere  you want"

"Okay" I mean what's the worst that could happen, he'll kill me, sell me off somewhere. I'll take my chances.