The ground scares me yet is enticing at this point. Maybe I'm ready.
(Two Days Earlier)
For the second time in my life I'm being drug into a van, forced to kill someone. I was still numb emotionally so I didn't care as much as I should've. I just sat staring at the doors wondering where we're going this time. It took fifteen minutes this time, but we ended up in the same location as last time, which I have yet to figure out where, I make a mental note to look it up.
We are in the same place as yesterday and try to find anything identifying about the place. But nothing seems extremely unique. I hear Jack's stomach grumble. He looks at some sorta document on his phone, nodding to himself in the process.
"We'll come back later I'm hungry." Great relief washed over me as we stood up and went back to the van. When it stopped it was at the IHop in front of the Owl Bar. I broke down again but my tears quickly dried when I felt a knife in my band. We went in and he got the most expensive thing on the menu and I got the least expensive thing then he made me pay the bill.
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When we got back to the shooting location the was less people there than before.
"The person will be in all black and have a hoodie on. Same deal as last time, you fire on my word." I felt the familiar gun pressed against my head.
So we waited...
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...And we waited...
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...And we waited some more...
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...And finally the person showed up. I aimed the gun the best I could with my shaking hands.It took what seemed like forever before the area was clear enough to shoot but soon enough I heard the dreadful word:
"Now." I pulled the trigger and everything seemed to go in slow motion. The body landing in the same place Rian's did. The people screaming at every frequency possible. The flowers that the man was holding dropping seconds before he did. Jack dragging me back to the van. And use arriving home.
I snapped out of my numbness once I hit the couch. I took out my phone as soon as Jack left the room. I looked up the area and it turns out it is the same park that Rian, Zack, my sister, and I hung out when we were in college, just the other side. Knowing this made my heart hurt so much more. I killed him in the same place we became best friends. The same place that we always claimed as our spot. He died at a place he considered himself safe.
And it took one second for whatever was left of my world to come crashing down because at that exact moment I got a news alert about how one Zack Merrick died at the same park. My two best friends dead at my hand.
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I have no idea what to do. I've killed two people. Lost my best friends, and have to live with a hitman. This is the exact moment that I realized I had nothing left. This is the exact moment I knew what to. I knew when I had to do it. I knew how to do it. But for now I'll resent my life for all that it has become.
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Jack walks in after my breakdown and proceeds to kiss me. I'm so out of it that I don't do anything. I just sit there as he has his way with me. I don't feel anything, I can't feel anything. Emotions are foreign to me at the moment.
Finally I snap out of my trance and start crying again.
"Kill me instead of the last victim please!" I wail.
"I'm afraid I can't do that. We made a deal. But let me tell you a little secret, the deals means nothing this would've happened anyway. I wanted to keep you, so I kept you."
"You sick."
"I know." He goes back to kissing my neck.
"Tell me why you targeted me. What did I do?"
"That's classified. I could only tell you if you were about to die. Now shut up." He goes on kissing making himself feel good. All I can do is watch and hope that it will all be over soon. But his words keep repeating in my head. "I wanted to keep you so I kept you." Thoughts of me being nothing more than property swirling in my head for the rest of the afternoon.
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A/N: What did you think? Three more chapters to go. I hope you liked it. Good Evening All~ Er
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