"Look I didn't want to have to do this, but you've left me no choice."
His steely gaze lingered as he waited for a response. I could feel my heart rate increase and my body tense up. My mind racing. Don't make a joke, it's not the right time to make a joke."But look how cute I am, " shit not the way to deal with an assassin. I should probably run. But then he would definitely shoot me. I mean, who even hires assassins anymore, it's a bit excessive. I'm not even sure who would do this. I have pissed off so many people. I don't even know who could have hired him. What the fuck is my life?
"Hey, I'm still here, holding a gun to you. You have just been standing there murmuring for the past 5 minutes. It's kinda creepy."
"Sorry, I was just thinking about all the people who could have sent you."
"Yes, you have a lot of enemies. You also have a lot of supporters."
"Unfortunately, those followers are completely insane.""We... I mean they are not all insane."
"Sorry, I didn't realise that you were one of them. Wait if you're a follower why are you trying to kill me?"
"I've gotta get paid somehow."
"Any chance you won't kill me?"
"What about me pointing a gun at you makes you think I'll bail?"
"Fair enough. Will, you at least tell me who sent you?"
"No."
I went to say please but he had already shot 3 bullets into my torso. The pain tore through me like a hurricane through Kansas. My life didn't flash before my eyes like had always thought it would. My vision failed and the pain subsided.
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I Used to be normal
General FictionAn assassination attempt just a normal week right. Sarcasm will surely help. Right.