No.
NO.
It felt like I was imagining it,
But I wasn't. That was the feeling. I wasn't. That pain of reality and that saying: the truth hurts. All I could do was watch. Joshua Hallal didn't wanna kill me.
He wanted to make me suffer. He pulled the trigger, and my friend fell to the floor.
The blood. I watched it seep out of him like lemon juice. It oozed and ran down my hands. It looked like I murdered him. It felt like I murdered him.
I was nothing. Three times, through the chest. He was gone. I couldn't help but shed tears. His pulse was gone. I looked at Joshua. He'd made the wrong decision. He lowered the gun, the barrel smoking. I looked down and ripped off the broken car door with fury. I raised it over my head, too infuriated to think - too infuriated to breathe. Too guilty. I was going to slam the door into Joshua, cut him in half, and rip his organs out one, by, one.
But I couldn't.
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Spy School: Big Shot
FanfictionAfter the CIA and Virginia are nearly blown to parts, Ben Ripley thinks everything is A-OK until a sinister business called Hallal Corp., takes over the entire CIA with mind controlling signals and devices. It's up to Ben to find a reverse antidote...
