'✦ˑ ִֶ 𓂃⊹ 𝘽𝙄𝙏𝙏𝙀𝙍𝙎𝙐𝙄𝙏𝙀
" ᴋɪʟʟ"
IN WHICH Maya gets locked away
only to be freed by a certain blonde.
❝ Cause I can't fall in love with you
No matter how bad that I want to ❞
━━━━━━━━━ 𝐁𝐢𝐥𝐥𝐢𝐞 𝐄𝐢𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐡
BITTERSUITE // Extended Summa...
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·:*¨༺ ♱✮♱ ༻¨*:·
THE ENDLESS chatter of indecipherable words echoed through the air, the source being the audience sitting before the stage as they whispered about Arthur Cameron. The man overlooked the crowed before turning to look to his daughter who stood behind the curtains. He nodded, giving her the signal.
His eye brows raised as a warning, then he looked away from Maya and back to his crowd. His lips formed a deceiving smile and he griped onto the top ledge of the podium.
He waited impatiently, fingers running along the wood as his eyes scanned the crowd.
Behind him, hidden by the curtain, Maya let out a shaky breath. She didn't want to do this. She closed her eyes and fidgeted with the cloth of her clothes before reopening them and peering out from behind the curtain. The large group of people made her heart sink.
These people had families and she was being forced to take it from them. She swallowed the lump in her throat and licked her lips, preparing them to speak the command. Guilt pooled in her gut and weighted on her shoulders. Her heart pounds and her hands shook as she let go of the curtain and separated her from the others.
She took one final and shaky breath before letting the word slip past her tongue. "Kill."
As the word left her mouth, the weight worsened. The air seemed to still and everything seemed to slow down as Maya stiffened from the sound of someone shouting.
Moments later, screams followed and tears filled her eyes. She bit the knuckle of her finger to silence her weeps, something she learned a long time ago rather than showing her weakness around her father.
She blinked back the source of her blurry vision, before finally gaining the courage to peek around the curtain once more. She moves the cloth to reveal the chaos, watching through a tiny slit between the two pieces of fabric.
She watches before her as hell unfolds. People clawed at each other, shouting and yelling. Punches were thrown and people were strangled. Eyes were jabbed and groins were kicked. Screams were heard, only to be cut off with a swift punch to the throat.
People were shoved to the ground, head and throats bashed in by a foot. Then there was the man in the back who stood taller than everyone. He reached into his pocked and ripped out a gun.
Then he pointed it at Arthur, pulling the trigger and watching the bullet penetrated his forehead. Maya gasps. She covers her mouth, watching as he falls to the floor and blood pools round him, then she quickly closes the curtain. She hides behind it, heart pounding as more gunshots can be heard over the screams.
