BANG.
The man I've shot falls to the floor, and its red. So red. My eyes squeeze shut as I grimace, my head turning away. Dark and blue, no light shines on the face of the deceased. I feel the stares of those around me, but I keep my eyes to the floor, raven hair over my vision. The gun is cold and solid in my hand, and it radiates power in my grip.
I killed an innocent man.
"Хороший. А теперь выходи," Good. Now get out, he spits.
Our eyes meet, just for a second. The shadows of the cellar are like fog; his face is concealed in depths of pride; his eyes dark as tar. A little cry of agony and humanity leaves my heart, attempting to connect with the eyes of one who has no eyes. Black holes of vision and heart. This is he, who has forced upon me a poison of which there is no cure.
I killed a man. I killed a man. I killed a man. I killed a man. I killed-
"Anton."
There's silence.
I turn my head towards the light. Eyes narrow, mouth flat, my only friend in Pavel pleads with me. Quickly, the gun is dropped, and we leave together. It's still red in my mind. And red when I sleep.
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The Corridor of my Heart
FanfictionNam Soon and Hee Sik get together? I say not! In an alternate universe, inspired by the Korean drama, Strong Girl Nam Soon, our lovely protagonist does not get with the go-to good guy first-lead, but with the second-lead villain! However, do not exp...
