【Ｃｈａｐｔｅｒ Ｏｎｅ】
•
•
•
•
Seoul
[February first]
|2009|
▪
▫
4 pm
▪
▫
Her pov :
Ashes everywhere, covering my surroundings, bullets raining colliding on the soil creating a perfect melody to pleasure me, to trigger my blood starting to flow rapidly in my core, seeking for a release, calling for me to fill my thirst.
"ILY!!" A voice calling for me...
"Move!!" It's familiar, raspy, deep, sounding desperate to have my attention.
"WE ARE DYING!!"...death? DEATH?!!
Upon realization i finally woke up from my trance moving fast, this is a matter of life or death, i need to survive, i need to win, my fingers moved fast feeling the Black cover between my delicate experienced hands, this is it, it's show time.
Focusing on my targets, making them fall one after another pitifully, eyes predicting their next move, smiling devilishly, this what makes life worth living, for me at least, i can't stand staying at this fucked planet without this, this..
Play Station.3 slim
I am moving the Black controller skilfully, making me feel a rush of excitement.
"one more to kill !!" He warned me shouting beside me busting my ears.
"Last one" i thought preparing myself for this big fucker "Odd Eye".
Every.Single.Time we play, this disgusting mother fucker who has one of his eyes completely out dangling grossly crushes us to pieces. i am so done, what's the worth of playing more than two hours just to get destroyed at last, that's bullshit. so today is the day i swear on my chicken nuggets that I am going to bust the other side of his fucking eyeball.
"Ready.." I started the countdown feeling confident.
"Set.." "Let's blind this this shit face ILy!!" he encouraged me to attack.
Finally "Go! Go! Go!".
Everything is going in a slow motion once we start firing. the whole screen turnes onto flames, our fire guns doing a perfect job, "OE" started trying to fight back looking strong, but his life bar says other wise and i love to see it. blood covered his body preparing to die.
"I am going to cry..we did it" he starts whispering slowly in an unbelievable tone describing the feeling i am too busy to express.
The life bar is almost empty indicating that soon we will pass this level. our whisper pleads filling the quiet atmosphere of the fancy room.
Little bit more, the bar decreasing slowly as if it's mocking us, just a mini miney more, our fingers tapping the buttons faster, come on... I gasped.
"YA..." all of a sudden my voice got caught in my throat blocking my happiness, sudden audible inhalation from both of us, literal tears threatened to fall.
No! plz no! why? why now? is it too much to ask? To kill a one eyed game character freak? Irritation filled me.
"NOOOOoooo.." He dramatically screamed his voice gradually turning into unbalanced breathing at the verge of crying.
YOU ARE READING
Hₛᵢₗₑₙₜ I M
Action"The gun" she mumbled. "you're kidding right ?" his voice shaking out of fear. "The fucking gun i am dying here" she matter of factly screamed. "NO! of course i won't give it" he screamed desperately hoping that the whole situation is a joke...
