Chapter 2: Red and Gold

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Cole

Trader's Bank Building, Toronto: June 30th, 2022 9:15 PM

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Kill me?

Why was she doing that to me? I felt so betrayed. I wish I could reverse the minutes back to when we were kissing. Yes, I knew she wanted to kill me but it wasn't easy to give up on someone I had spent so much time and effort with. I did so much to keep our relationship healthy and mutual and that's what she did? And who was that brunette girl? If she hadn't come, I probably would've died quickly, satisfied with my stupid life. But at that moment, every second I was breathing hurt, knowing she hated me. The decision was literally life or death, my witless soul standing amid. Yet still, my head couldn't think straight because I still tried to understand the reason for it all.

"But I never predicted this bitch would appear here today. I don't even know you." She laughed, pointing the gun at the girl nonchalantly.

The brunette girl flinched, then looked at me, her eyebrows arched slightly. She stood there obediently though. Of course. Who would want to trigger the person holding a firearm? But, unlike me, she seemed much more gallant.

I stared back at her, trying to hold in my anxiety. I was panicking. I wanted to get out of that situation and erase it from my memories. But I probably wasn't going to get out easily. The door back into the building was on the opposite side of the roof as to where I was standing; Seliel in between me and my escape. Yes, the girl was also there but did I really have time to care about a stranger at the moment? I wasn't even sure if she was on my side if she knew about Seliel's plan. Trying to think of what to do to get out safely was a very difficult task. Calling someone didn't click my mind, especially not when I knew the police were already on their way and Seliel possessed something that could kill faster than you could take a step. It was impossible to think with my throbbing head. The pistol only made it scarier. Very scary.

"It's a shame you're gonna die not knowing who I am." Seliel raised the gun at the girl, her face more serious than before. "But it's also a shame I won't be the one to kill you."

I stared at her confused, again.

What did that mean?

Suddenly, she turned the weapon towards me.

I flinched, staring right into the gun's muzzle.

"W-wait! Wait! S-Seliel? Please." I stepped back, feeling a tear slip out of my left eye. "You wouldn't hurt me..."

I hesitated saying that. It hurt thinking she would though. Words stuttered out of my mouth just like the thoughts were in my head.

"Why wouldn't I?" She took a step closer.

"What about us?" I moved back.

"What about us?" She walked towards me.

I silenced for a moment.

"What about all the th-things?"

"What things?" She innocently batted her eyelids. "When was there anything between us? All the time I spent, no, wasted with you was all just bullshit." Her voice deepened as she took a step closer with every sentence she said.

Bullshit?

Was it all a game to her?

Nothing made sense. My head kept hammering worse than before everytime she said something like that. It was so hard to understand the situation; comprehending my girlfriend trying to kill me and trying to ignore the presence of a young, unknown girl. On top of it all, I was trying to calculate my chances of survival, staring right at the gun in Seliel's hand.

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