Xavier holds my hand, And I know he's not gonna let go, no matter what.
"Stay away, Brian." She directs the gun to Morgan and Morgan stops.
"I'll go," I say quickly. I wasn't scared when the gun was pointed at me, but when it goes to Morgan, I just can't risk her pulling the Trigger. My worries for Morgan make me angry. Why am I concerned for him? He came into my life just so he can take life away from me, and I still care for him.
"Okey." He directs the gun back to me.
"Get in the car, now."
Just when I move forward, something holds me back. I look, it's Xavier's grip.
"What are you doing?" He asks quietly.
"It's okay," I tell him in an equal tone and squeeze my hand from his grips.
I glance at Morgan before I get into the car. this is also his deeds, I hope he enjoys seeing me suffer.
But I still don't get what I did wrong to him and Christian.
Christian closes the door for me. Getting into the driver's seat, she threatens them with a gun.
She drives out.
While she drives, curiosity fills me.
Where is she taking me to? What's she going to do to me?
If she's not Morgan's mom, who the hell is she anyways?
"What do you want with me?" I ask, gazing at the gun she kept on the dashboard, at her spot.
I haven't held a gun before, I don't know how it works. But I have this feeling that she's going to kill me, and she's just looking for a quiet place to do so.
"I don't want anybody to have anything to do with you," She says, gazing left and right, out the window.
I think she doesn't know where she's going.
I gulp and nod severally, adjusting my leg quietly to hers.
"Did I do something wrong?" I ask, gazing at the gun.
"No you did something terrible, and stop talking!" She yells at me.
I shrink and pull back my legs.
She parks beside a wooden area. more creepy than the one at the cottage, maybe cause it's dark and no sight of anything but trees.
I wasn't that afraid before, but now I am. They are going to kill someone, yet they do it in the worst way possible. Heartless bitches.
She turns off the engine, and I quickly stamp on her feet. The moment she groans at me, I reach for the gun, and I fiddle with it.
"Don't come close." I point the gun at her, shaking like a she-goat
She slowly puts her hands back.
I take one hand from the gun and trace it behind me to the door handle. I quietly pull it open.
Her face is full of rage, and I don't even know what I did to her. I didn't even know she existed three months ago.
I don't know how to use guns, and I don't want to know. so as soon as I step out of the car, I dash towards wherever, dropping the gun.
I find myself in the woods.
I hold a tree with one hand on my knee, panting. I don't hear her footsteps, guess I lost her.
I look around, tall trees, everywhere, I don't see the end. It's scary as hell. Isn't it better to be shot in the head than to be eaten by a wild animal?
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Mystery / Thriller"I watched as my fifteen-year-old best friend stabbed his dad. Xavier wouldn't stop. He continued stabbing his dad. Blood splattering his face didn't stop him and he was done only when his dad was dead. Xavier looked at me and smiled. I could tell h...
