"I'm not going to hurt you," moving my soaked fringe out of my eyes I wrapped my sopping wet cardigan around my slim body, hoping for any bit of warmth.
"Funny, I've heard those words before!" I spat back with every bit of disgust I have in me.
"Come on, I wasn't trying to-"
"You almost killed her!" I screamed into his face.
"Does that not faze you?!"
"No it doesn't!"
"You're a psychopath!" I yelled, backing away from him
"I prefer creative." He states giving a huge, terrifying grin.
"Leave me alone!"
"Not going to happen!"
"Derek I said leave me alone!" I start to storm off when I hear the sound of a gun being loaded.
"Turn around or I'll shoot." Slowly turning around I glared at what I used to call my brother.
"Now, take me to mother."
"No," I spit
"Excuse me?"
"I said no! I would die before I let you touch her!" I walked up to him until I was an arms length away.
"Go on, shoot me!" I yelled, hatred in my eyes.
"What's taking you so long? You coward!" I bellowed, grabbing his wrist and propping it to my head.
"DO IT!" I screamed.
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Short Stories/Moments
Short StoryThis is a book full of short moments that I've written in school or put of boredom
