ℹ︎ primo

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✄ murder, brutal, explicit killing
Jeno

He looked at Yvan as if he heard a joke, " Okay, are there anything you wanna say before I kill you?"

Yvan looked at him catching his breath, " Yes, meron pa."

He was fascinated with how his victim acts. " And what is that?"

Tumingala si Yvan. You can clearly see his features as the light of the bulb strikes his face. Pale skin, burnt lips, blood falling from his forehead, cuts on the side on the right side of his cheek and the sides of his left eye turning purple.

Off guard, lumapit si Jeno sa kawawang biktima nia. Without warning, Yvan bumped his forehead to Jeno causing Jeno to loss his balance.

Little did Jeno know, Yvan got rid of the rope on his hands. With all the effort Yvan has he punch Jeno's face causing him to spit blood and a cut on his right cheek because of Yvan's ring.

With the attack Jeno didn't moved.
He heard a high-pitched static sound, out of nowhere. 

" Make it stop. Make it stop," pa ulit-ulit na bulong ni Jeno sa kanyang sarili.

Yvan

With the situation of Jeno, he tried to  stand up but failed to do so. His left leg was injured due to the baseball bat that Jeno used to hit him.

He fell on the ground that caused a loud slam on the floor. Napatingin siya kay Jeno, ibang iba ang aura ni Jeno na kaharap niya ngayon. Kung kanina ay takot  na takot siya ngayon ay mas dumoble ito. 

It feels like ibang tao ito sa nakasama niya sa bar at sa taong kaharap niya kanina.

" Where are you going?" mas malalim ang tunog ng boses neto at bilog kesa sa naalala niyang boses ng nakausap niya kanina.

Baket nagiba ang boses niya?

Hindi nakakibo si Yvan sa narinig niya habang papalapit ang binata sa kanya. His never been this scared in his entire life at mas lalo na sa gabing iyon. 

" You fucking slut, how dare you lay your hands on me," with a swift move Jeno was already choking him. Yvan tried getting the older man's hand off his neck. Pero sadyang mas malakat ito sa kanya. He tried punching it. Jeno didn't even flinch.

Yvan stopped when he felt a cold metal against his crease. Realising what is was, lumaki ang kanyang mga mata. Stunned, his mind went blank.

It was gun.

He heard the click of the lever. 

" Let's not make this longer, your going to be died anyways," Jeno said in a serious tone.

" Your crazy, Jeno."

Jeno maniacally smiled. This time it's more serious and not playful. 

" Im not Jeno," the man his (Yvan) facing tilted his head with no emotions on his face.

" Stop fooling me," Yvan said back.

" I'm Primo."

And everything went black.

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