Romance with Blood and Guns.

Chapter 16: Crushing

Hey humans,
Why so serious?
Cheer up, or should I put a smile on your face?

Look what I got for you today.
Its my watty's third question for you, right down here ^o^ .

Did you like my first and second question?

With moons and stars

Yours despicably,
stuckwithbooks

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Linnea POV~

Hurtling my feet to the the van, my heart never missing a beat. All of a sudden everything became so still and plodding, like Stacy coming out of car, or Wade's hand sinking down. I watched two bodies slowly collapse on the street. Wade stood there pointing gun in their direction. Not a scant of apprehension on his face came to my sight. He looked at Rick and Daniel and his lips perked up blatantly.

Daniel and Rick stood right beside their body. I was unwind that Daniel was alive and at the same time I was scandalized by their horrifying massacre.

What was going on? How did Wade know Daniel? Why did Wade shoot his own men instead of his enemies? Is following the saying that 'smart enemies are better than foolish friend?' Nope. Daniel isn't smart.

I felt complete obscure, questions popped up in my head like error was scooping holes in my brain. I was completely baffled and perplexed.

Me and Stacy both had witnessed the situation, should we call 911? I can't do that. I was confined in my own criminal boundaries.

"I'll take care of them, you can go" Wade told Daniel and he nodded like he knew what he was talking about.

I stared at them openmouthed, jaw dropped with absolute terror on my face. Should I tell them that there was one more dead body?

Daniel came towards me and enclosed me with his embrace and squeezed my arms a little. I watched wade limping towards Rick and tell him ' Vadim is still here, I will have to cover this up somehow, so I'll leave with the bodies'. Rick agreed to help him and didn't come with us.

Me and Stacy kept our lips zipped uncertain of what to say. Reason one, Daniel might threaten us to not to speak about murder to anyone, reason two, we were cause of the kill.
While I had another reason three.

We stopped before our hostel, Daniel turned to Stacy asking her for privacy. She was out of here as quick as a little bunny.

Awkward silence.

Daniel leaned towards me, so close but I didn't try to look at him. Everything felt so mutated. I had so many questions in my head and I didn't know if it was right time to ask.

"How do you know wade?" I prompted the most unrelated question of my situation. Of course his friendship with wade was none of my business. I could have asked something like 'why did wade kill them or what will he do now, bla bla. I hope I don't get a reply like ' its none of your business'.

"He is my friend, I asked him for help, he knows the forest really well, I was searching for you but I couldn't find you so I had to call him" he replied opening more pop-ups in my head.