Obsessed

Chapter 24: Pain-Killer

Charlie

Unknown Area: July 25th, 2022 1:16 AM

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"Wow. Aren't you prepared?" Morro pulled his hands out of his pockets, the chain bracelets jingling on his wrist as he extended his arm to the cell.

I watched the door open.

He invited himself in.

I listened to the red smiley-face charms clashing with one another on his anklets that he wore on both his feet, his pants folded above his ankles.

Cole moved back, putting his right palm on the ground as he leaned away. He tilted his head all the way up to look at the black and grey puzzle drawn on Morro's white shirt.

I looked at his low top Louis Vuitton shoes as he stopped in front of Cole. My eyes traced the black cargo pants up to his waist as I shifted my gaze up to look at his face.

"Coming?" He looked at me, standing way too close to Cole.

"Of course she isn't," Cole said, about to stand up.

"I wasn't talking to you." Morro looked down at him, suddenly clenching his ringed digits in Cole's hair. "Asshole."

Cole winced, raising his hands to grab Morro's wrist. He shut his right eye, softly gritting his teeth.

Morro looked at me, his left hand slipping into his shirt from the side. I stared at the deleterious piece of metal as he slowly pulled it out of his waistband.

He loaded the gun, prodding its muzzle right between Cole's eyes intemperately.

I took a step forward right at the moment that Cole flinched. He slowly let go of Morro's wrist, dropping his hands next to him.

"I've been watching the camera's like I should be. And I did get something out of it if nothing at all." Morro revealed his sharp canines as he grinned, tilting his head towards me, looking at Cole. "I would have appreciated some high quality porn y'know, but you two are fucking boring."

I hesitantly stared at him, hearing the chain of his cone earring jingle as it clashed against his jaw, his curly strands falling down from his brushed back hair.

I was just about to make my decision before Morro slightly changed the direction of the gun and pulled the trigger.

Bang!

Cole flinched, instantly covering his ears and shutting his eyes tightly.

"Morro!" I took a step towards him, seeing the bullet clash to the ground after hitting the wall right beside Cole.

"Hmm?" Morro looked at me, letting Cole's hair go.

"I-I'm coming." I ambivalently walked towards him, gulping after my shaking words.

"No! Charlie!" Cole shakingly stood up, his voice trembling with the same amount of fear. "What are you doing?." He had his hands raised next to his face. "He won't actually kill me–"

"Shut up." Morro pointed the gun at Cole again, pulling the trigger, vexed.

Bang, bang!

Cole instantly tucked his head in his hands, his limbs shaking worse than before. The wall next to him had rough dents in them, smoke sizzling out the slightly concave cement.

A tear escaped my eye looking at him. He was already distressed with what I had done and then that happened. Screw all that, he was probably worn out by being here in the first place. And that torture? God...