The Skin I'm In (Urban Fiction)

Chapter 8

(Ve'Quell)

It's hot, really hot...

I feel my blood boiling, temperature rising

I know this place, all too well

Here he goes, once again

I wish I can control myself, Hot temper has flared

I hear the gun cock back, I hear the bullet rising to the chamber

"STOP" I yell, knowing he doesn't care, he wants me dead, just like his rotting corpse

There it goes again, I can't control my hand

"Please stop..."

I yelled out loud, why can't I stop this
Kalifa's face appears from no where

I hear her soft voice, soothing and calming me

Yes, my hand is lowering from my head

My sigh of relief is quickly turned to panic

Now, it's pointing at her
"Move, Kalifa! Run, please leave!"

"Ve'Quell, put it down." She takes a step closer

"Kalifa, I can't, it's not me, I can't control it... Please leave."

"You can because you didn't shoot yet... Now put it down."

I listen to her voice and suprisingly my arm falls to my side

Then I hear him, the voice that never sleeps, the voice that I fear

"I will always have you..."

POW!

I snap from out of the trance that held me,
I see Kalifa kneeling to the ground

I look up to see a bullet hole in the wall

"Damn..."

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