Three years later Chapter 4

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It has been three years now since I got him in jail/hospital. I am eighteen now and yet it seems as if it was to have all gone down just yesterday. I am in the kitchen making tea as I hum along to Sleeping With Sirens. I turn around to see an all too familiar face. I feel a sharp, cold sensation in my stomach. I look down and see a dagger handle out of my abdomen, just nipping, but still cutting an artery. I reach for the drawer, grabbing the pistol I hid in it, I slip on my own blood falling to the floor. He walks up to me and whispers in my ear:

"You were more fun than your mother was."

"Chuckling! The garbage was chuckling at killing my mother!"

I pull my gun out and shoot him ten times in the heart as he is walking away, he falls to the ground dead.

"Guess he should have remembered  that I may be a female but I am a great shot. He should have cut my artery." I smile as red coat like blood spills from my body drowning me in a pool of red, "So beautifully murderous for a murderer, ay?"

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⏰ Last updated: Jun 14, 2017 ⏰

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