HE drove far enough to leave town. SHE was in the backseat with a bunch of Doritos and sodas from seven eleven.
"I can't believe that you put in so much work to kill like an exercise but still eat like a pig." HE muttered.
"I can hear you, idiot." SHE yelled, splashing pieces of saliva covered doritos from HER mouth onto HIS face.
They sat in the car for a while, in silence. In peace, which didn't last as long as they thought when the first shot was fired into the quiet.
SHE groaned, "Faster." HE pushed on the gas pedal to the end of the meter. Shots were fired at the bullet proof window.
SHE reached into HER bag and brought out HER favorite toys.
Cocking HER rifle, SHE smirked. "It's time to play." SHE put HER head out of the roof of the car.
There were five cars and fifteen assassins. SHE had ten bullets, a gun and a knife. This was bound to get interesting.
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HE offered HER water but it wasn't for thirst. SHE squeezed the bottle, water gushing down HER skin.
The red liquid rinsed off HER face. SHE sighed in relief as the burning scene came into view.
HE started the engine and began driving off into the night. "Do you think this is over yet?" HE asked.
"For you, it is. But I'll never be free and my thirst for revenge might never be quenched." SHE whispered.
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Easy Death
Action"why do you kill?" "a wise joker once said that madness is like gravity and all it takes is a little push." [#1000 IN ACTION: 10/12/2016] ⚠violence
