Living With A Killer

Chapter One

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Chapter One // I'll be seeing you again.

Gillian's P.O.V.

I decided to take a stroll since mum wouldn't shut up about my grades. I got a B in maths and straight As'. I mean...what else does she want from me?

I continued walking round from street to street with my earpiece in my ear in order to calm my nerves. Ever since the divorce mum has suddenly changed. It's either she comes home drunk or she yells for a single mistake which could be stupid.

Honestly.

It was getting pretty dark and I looked at my wristwatch. It was 9:50pm and everywhere was already getting cold. I hugged my body to be warm 'cause I wasn't putting on a jacket.

I shook when I heard the sound of a gunshot. I began to get scared and I froze on the spot 'cause I didn't know where the sound came from.

I took two steps and heard another gunshot. I began to get scared 'cause there was no street light where I was and no one was walking along.

I gasped when I looked at my right and caught a guy disposing a human body inside a big trash bin.

I'm sure he'd have heard me because his head snapped up and he looked at me dangerously.

I took a step back and started running to my house. I heard heavy footsteps behind me and I cried.

"This is the end Jill. Your death's here"I thought.

I screamed when he dragged me and I hit his hard chest. I cried when he put his gun on my forehead.

"Please..."I begged"I won't tell a single soul what I just saw. I swear I'll keep it a secret. Please don't kill me. Please"I begged with my head down as I cried.

"Look at me"he commanded.

"Please,don't kill me"I begged.

"Look.at.me"he warned and I slowly raised my head up to look at him.

If he wasn't a killer, I would've called him the hottest dude I've ever seen in my life. He's really handsome and muscular.

I guess he was 6.2 while I was 5.4.

I stopped checking him out and pleaded.

"Please"I said with my eyes filled with tears.

"I'm not going to kill you"he said.

He sounded really sexy as he said that.

"Thank you"I muttered.

"I'll be seeing you again"he said and kept his gun in his pocket before running off.

When I saw he was out of sight,I sprinted to my house as fast as I could.

I ran to my room and locked my windows and my door. I sat at the corner of my room,terrified with my knees up and my head on them.

What did he mean by "I'll be seeing you again"?

I have a bad feeling about this and I pray not to come across him again.

Never.

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