Obsessed

Chapter 35: Blood in Water

Cole

Toronto: July 2nd, 2021 1:56 PM

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I heard the door on my right open. The sound of the rain pattering on the car became more vivid. I turned my head to look, darkness still covering my head.

He pulled it off, instantly giving me the weapon.

I blinked, looking at the dark alley to my right. It was deep. It was empty. The street lamp glimmered, its light trying to lighten up the dark night. The man stepped out, waiting for me to get out too.

I looked at the gun in my hands, looking at my trembling hands. They were fine a second ago. Why were they shaking?

"Hurry up." The man outside looked ahead of him, his mask and shades dripping with the liquid from the rain.

The second man behind me pushed me. I jolted forward, extending my legs out of the black vehicle to get out. I stood on the ground, feeling my feet become numb. It felt so hard to hold my heavy body up. I looked at the man on my left, watching him carelessly sit in the car. He shut the door, the car driving away.

I watched them leave, looking at the gun in my hand. I looked around, quickly realizing that I should hide the weapon. No one was around though. I let out a shaky exhale, taking a step back. I kept my head up, hiding the gun behind me as I slowly backed up into the darkness.

I paused at the entrance of the alley. I pulled my waistband away from me from behind, putting the gun in my denims. I looked up, reeling my head back to look up at the dark sky. The buildings I stood between reached high up too, aiming for the few, lonely stars. I looked at the tall structures, not seeing a single light in between them. The rain fell on my face, wetting it completely. I let my arms hang next to me after slipping my gray shirt over the gun. My black hoodie covered my hips, hiding it further.

My mind blocked out every thought that came to it. The only thing I could think of were the details in my surroundings which seemed to be standing out much more vibrantly than normal. I didn't know if it was because I didn't want to believe in reality or because my head wanted to feel no pain while I made my decision. I was clogging up my own feelings, trying to complete the task mercilessly. I tried to have mercy on myself.

I zoned out. I couldn't think about anything.

It was silent.

I stared ahead of me, already beginning to lose my senses. I couldn't feel anything. It seemed like I was already about to go insane.

Suddenly, the clicking of heels caught my attention. I lifelessly wandered my eyes to the left, slightly turning my head with it. A lady walked down the side path, her blonde hair soaking in the rain. It stuck to her white skin, against her collar bone which revealed from the bands of her orange tank top. A silver chain hung around her neck, a topaz crescent hanging into her cleavage. The ends of her wet hair brushed against the threads hanging on the bottom of her white shorts. Her hair was long. Very long.

I watched her raise her pretty hand, her white painted nails glowing under the streetlamp as she tried to cover her curtain bangs from soaking further. I watched her delicate lips, noticing them tinted in a nude coloured gloss before looking into her sparkling hazel-blue eyes. I blinked, dozing deep into her details while letting out a soft, long exhale. I stared at her, losing myself in her beauty. It was Sienna. My Sienna.

She walked by in front of me, looking up after sensing someone's presence. She paused, her resting face instantly lighting up. It was brighter than the full moon that night.