Aisha shook, and uncontrollably just... stared. It's like when someone does something, but looking at a wall is far more interesting. "You okay?" Kai finally asked, breaking the uncomfortable silence.
"Those men. The ones in my dreams. There after X900902. Only they're after the wrong thing, Kai," Aisha's voice cracked. "They're after the wrong, wrong one." Kai tilted his head, giving the message he was confused.
"The gun. Read the gun." no emotion was detected in her voice. Exactly how she felt, too. She was empty for the time being.
Kai's hand moved for the gun, and since he was on the right side of Aisha and the gun was on the left, his chest pressed gently against her head. It gave her the sincere feeling of safeness.
He backed up a little and read the gun, but he kept his chest against her head. He kissed her forehead gently and shushed her, even though it was dead silent.
Kai's heart stopped for a second. When it started again, it was fast. The gun had Aisha's number on the side of it. She had mentioned, very nonchalantly, that someone was after her.
"Who's this person?" he asked, making sure his voice was no more than a soft whisper. "Someone. I don't know. They're messing with my head. My dreams, Kai." no matter how saddening it was to hear her voice crack out of frustration and confusion, he loved the way his name rolled of her tongue. It gave him a wave of safeness.
"Well, maybe if you explain it to me I can understand more?" he asked. "Well, I had a dream about two doors. Blah blah. I was in a room. Blah blah. I saw the gun and now it's here. The end," she said, giving jazz hands.
"Haha, very funny. Just say 'blah blah' in every sentence so I can't understand. You should be an author." he said sarcastically.
His deep voice that erupted out of his mouth moved his chest and vibrated it, causing it to move against Aisha's head."Ya, well, if I were to write I'd be the world's-" Kai interrupted. "Worst author? I know." she leaned back, making him feel the emptiness of the vacant spot that now rested on his chest.
She playfully punched him in the arm. "Okay. Let's go eat then we can take a nice trip to Hel-" Kai once again didn't let her finish. "Work. Work. It's work Aisha." he said and chuckled.
"Right. Sorry. I can't tell the difference." she said and opened the door, curtsying as if saying 'ladies-first.' "Tsk." was all he said as he walked out.
The gun lied motionless on the ground. That is, until the words sparkled with yellow light. It poured upwards and went away.
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Chasing Limits
FantasyImagine everything you've ever wanted. Then throw it away, all at once. That's Aisha's life. "Fun, right? Living in terror," said no one in history. She can't stop running. No matter where she goes, he finds her. Always. She can't escape. It's imp...