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Trigger warning!!: This chapter contains serious mentions of violence, blood, and weapons. If any of these or anything similar to these themes make you uncomfortable, kindly click away from this chapter and proceed to the next one if published. Thank you!
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-Holding the gun in my hand...feeling immense power and control, I lifted my head and turned toward the basement door. I could hear Steven's footsteps as he paced back and forth. I began to think of what I should do. It was just us two in the house. I can't do him too much harm and call it self-defense. It wouldn't make sense seeing I'm not too hurt. But there was no way, no way I was going to let him get off so easy. No way I was going to leave this house without seeing his own blood drip down his face.
It began getting quiet, I heard no movement. I took a step back and checked the gun, seeing whether or not it was loaded. It was a semi-automatic 9mm, only 6 bullets. I stood still, remembering how I heard Sylvie's footsteps earlier. It'd mean he could hear mine too. I walked to the basement door and acted as if I was on a phone call with the lieutenant.
"Lieutenant, yes it's Aaron. Listen, this is a huge misunderstanding. I'm being framed and set up. Please just meet me at the address I texted you, you'll see. Ok, thank you. I'll see you soon." I stayed quiet and began hearing some movement again. He fell for it. I twisted the doorknob open slightly and walked to the front door, opened, it and closed it, tricking him into thinking I left. I then carefully walked over to the wall next to the basement door, waiting for when he'd notice it was open and step out.
I controlled my breathing, holding it even- as I heard slow, careful footsteps approach me. He was coming up. I held the gun close to me as the door swung to my side and pressed it on the back of his head as he stepped out in front of me.
"You move a finger; I blow your brains out." I said, making sure he heard the anger in my voice. He stood still, taking a deep breath. I stood still for a few seconds, then hit the back of his head with the gun, knocking him down.
"Fuck!" He shouts, holding the area where he was hit. I walked over to him and kicked him, hearing him groan again.
"Feel good?" I ask sarcastically. I kicked him again, and again, until my feet went numb. "You like being vulnerable? Tricked? Fucking beat?"
"Aaron...p-please-" I pointed the gun at him before he could finish his sentence. My lips twitched as I saw him cough blood to the side.
"Get up." I commanded.
"I-I can't-"
"Get the fuck up, or I'll shoot your leg and still force you to stand." He wiggled from the floor, standing up in front of me. I kept the gun pointed at him and nodded my head to the side. "On, the couch." We both moved as he made his way to the couch, his arm wrapped around his stomach.
"Hah...You really n-never disappoint." He says chuckling. I grabbed a chair and placed it in front of him. I took a seat and looked at him, gun still in my hand.
"What is wrong with you man...?" I ask, shaking my head.
"Oh, come on now. Don't tell me you're getting all sympathetic and worry about me."
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