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☆ Eda Yildiz ☆
As the dust slowly settled, Eda stepped over a body, making her way through the battlefield to where a once tall, middle-aged man, was now propped up, bleeding and barely breathing against the wheel of his expensive SUV.
Eda left only him alive. Despite his attempt - to her great annoyance - at suicide. She stopped him with a bullet through the arm, deflecting his shot to his abdomen. Him shooting himself put her on a clock, he could die before he gave her something - She was tired, hungry, in-pain, pissed and out of patience - Not gonna happen.
She approached him quickly all the hatred written on her delicate features, kicked his gun from his hand and stood at his feet, her own weapon in her hand.
Eda shut her eyes for a second, as a memory flashed by in her mind, the only place she could still hear her father.**"To an evil mind, calm is terrifying, Kizim. Remember don't ever let them see their effect on you, don't let them see raw emotion. Their frustration will lead to mistakes or at the very least, anger. Un-bridled anger makes you weak. Very few know how to control anger, how to use it. You will be one of the few... Learn how to put the anger in a jar, only let it come out when you need to fight. In all the other cases, use the calmness of the angels, think of beautiful things. Let the good overpower the bad. That way you will win." ** *Tamam, göreceğiz, Babam*
She reopened her usually warm spheres, now devoid of emotion. Her voice came out a deadly calm. "You know if you're going to shoot yourself, at least do it were I can't stop you." She knelt down, using the muzzle of the weapon to lift his shirt. The little hole just above his hip bone gushing blood.
" You're an odd one, Sir, usually men go for the head, woman prefer the heart." She said examining the wound. She shook her head and he bit down on his jaw as she unceremoniously grabbed and dropped his uninjured arm on his own wound. She rested her elbows on her knees, "Put pressure." 9mm still aimed at him.
He obeyed clearly in alot of pain, for good reason. Judging by the location of the wound and the amount of bloodloss, he would irrevocably die. He was bleeding internally and nothing could be done to save him.
"You don't have long, Abi. You are going to die." She said coolly, looking straight into his eyes. "You might want to die, but you also want to be remembered, değil mi."
*He is a well-dressed, well-kept man. His shoes are shiny, his hair is dyed and combed. He cares about what people think of him, unlike the others who are, rather were true to the word thugs. His eyes are filled with fear, but also regret. Maybe, just maybe he would grab at one last chance at
redemption *
She leaned closer, her eyes still emotionless rings of fire "You have two options... Tell me the truth and I will remember you as the man who saved my brothers life. Lie to me or say nothing and you'll die the worthless piece of trash you are right now... Haydi bekliyorum."
He gazed at her intently, his look going from anguish, to what seemed like relief, to doubt, to hope and settling on desperation. "I-I don't kn-ow... w-where.. he i-is.."
He stumbled, blood filling up his mouth and impairing his speech " ..Bu-ut, If .. any-..one k-knows where.. t-to find.. him, It-t'll be....." he lost consciousness momentarily, head slumping forward.
"No, no, not yet."Eda yelled shaking him, patting his face."Wake up! tell me who, who knows." His head jerked back up and he grabbed onto her arm, he coughed up blood, stuttering out his last two words.
"...S -serkan.. Bolat..." His eyes unfocused and his hand dropped.
I drop back sitting on the dirt, my white jeans have long lost any semblance to the colour.
"Who the hell is Serkan Bolat."
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■ Little Sticky Note ■
Hi-ya :))) , so I decided to post the Chapters in parts as I come up with them - to speed up the process.
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Translations, to the best of my sometimes not google translate using abilities:
Tamam göreceğiz, Babam = Alright we will see, Dad.
Değil mi = Is not it.
Haydi bekliyorum = Come on, I'm waiting.
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