Tears formed in my eyes. 'No. Shit. I saved Nick when I should have saved Dylan. This is all my fault.'
I pulled him by the hair roughly.
"You did what!?! Is it true?!"
"I don’t know! I just shot the guy. He was being all defensive when I asked which class you were in. We are not that different Sasha. This is our job. We do what we are told. Surely you understand."
A tear rolled down my cheek.
"We are not the same you prick. I am on the other side. The good side. Now you will go to the other side. Where you will rot in hell forever."
With that, I sliced through his throat in one clean motion.
Fiona screamed at what she has just witnessed.
I was soaking up his blood. I threw his lifeless body on the ground.
I made my way to Dylan's class. His body was in a pool of blood. One shot to his head.
I knew he was dead. I knelt next to him. I got reminded of my mother. I was in the same position.
Help finally came. Medics were tending to Fiona.
A medic came to me and started checking me.
"It's okay. I am okay. The blood isn’t mine."
I looked at Agent Foster who was in the doorway. He rushed towards me.
"Are you okay Sasha?"
I just hugged him. Indirectly soaking his suit with blood.
"I'll pay for your suit," I said.
"It's okay Sasha. You have done enough today… I need to ask though. Who knows about you now?"
"The cheerleader and Summers. The other kids were all gone."
"Okay. I am going to have to talk to them. I'll take care of it ok. Now you go home and rest. Can you drive home or you want me to send someone with you?"
"I can drive myself. All in a day's work." I half smiled.
'Except, this is the first time someone I loved died on the job.'
Agent Foster left and headed towards Fiona and Nick. I just stared at Dylan as the medics placed him into a body bag.
'Death happens Sasha. To everyone. Just a matter of time. You'll get over this.'
Everybody has left. I was alone in the classroom.
"Get off me Fiona!" I heard Nick yelling.
"But babe, I am so traumatised!" she whined.
"We never had anything and we never will and bugger off why don’t you?"
I heard footsteps running away.
Nick appeared in the doorway.
"Hey, are you okay?"
"Can everyone stop asking me that!" I snapped.
I started crying.
Nick came to me and picked me up.
"Come on, let's get you home."
He took the keys from my locker and walked me to the car.
He put me in the passenger seat and tried to start the car but it didn’t turn on.
He pressed the start button repeatedly.
I reached over and placed my thumb on it for 2 seconds. The Maserati came to life.
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Hunting for Time
Random"Please! Please let me go! Who are you? Why are you doing this to me?" he pleaded. He was blindfolded and bounded. Little did he know, those were the last words he had spoken. Sasha Hunter cleaned the knife of the blood from slitting his throat and...
