The Lifelong Death

7|| Flop plan

So the birthday gown I ruined was for her grand birthday party? She is the one that I planned to kill?

It all makes sense now, she only refused the double payment I wanted to give her because she was the daughter of the rich: Haroon Malik.

This is great, one plan and two jobs done!

{ AMIR'S POV }

It was 12:15 am now, she had already gotten 15 extra minutes of life.

I tried to kill her. I tried pulling the trigger. I failed .

Once, twice, thrice... I kept failing.

Why couldn't I just kill her?

There was just something about her that stopped me from shooting her. Why did Haroon Malik's daughter have to be her?

I started feeling guilty. Guilty for trying to kill the girl I bumped into once. She didn't do anything to me why would I possibly kill her?

Why did I ever have to meet her?

I realized Alizeh was waking up.

I went outside so she wouldn't find out it was me who kidnapped her.

{ ALIZEH'S POV }

"I am still alive? Wasn't I supposed to be killed by today?", I said ,"Maybe I was right, he plans to torture me before killing me. Why would he ever let me live if it isn't that?"

Amir heard what Alizeh said.

Suddenly, a guy wearing a mask came in. Who is that?

"Yes... I do plan to torture you! I will torture you before I kill you. It seems like so much fun", he said.

He grabbed my neck tightly, very tightly almost choking me; he pulled me towards him while I was still tied to that chair. He was so strong that he lifted me up just by grabbing my neck while I was still tied to a chair. He took me to one corner of the room and raised his hand to beat me.

But, he put his hand down immediately.
He staggered his feet a little bit, probably because he was lifting me up and a chair while only holding my neck. He let me go.

Why did he do that?

I fell down, while the chair fell straight on my chest. My neck was red from almost being choked.

My gown was almost falling off, due to the zip going down even more.

I was almost unable to move my hand but I still pulled my gown up. He stared at me.

{ AMIR'S POV }

"I am still alive? Wasn't I supposed to be killed by today?", she paused ,"Maybe I was right, he plans to torture me before killing me. Why would he ever let me live if it isn't that?"

This girl was indeed a catastrophe in my plan, whereas I thought she was the golden ticket to my victory.

How did she jeopardize my whole plan so easily? Why did I let her do that?

I wasn't even making sense, it was my fault I shouldn't have bumped into Ms. Not every other girl.

It was not possible for me to kill her, but I could torture her! I wouldn't be able to go face her, I don't even know why!

So I wore a mask to keep my identity hidden and entered that room.

"Yes... I do plan to torture you! I will torture you before I kill you. It seems like so much fun", I said with a shaky voice.

God, why was Alizeh so scary?

I stepped forward.

She was wearing the same gown. Dried up blood was still visible on her head. Her gown was slightly ripped. Her face full of fear, yet she still managed to scare me.

Her face got paler and paler as I went closer.

I grabbed her neck almost choking her until I realized the chair too was tied to her hands. This was a bit too heavy but I could manage.

I lifted her up and carried her to a corner. I was about to beat her, but somehow I stopped. Her face was scary enough to stop me.

I let go off her neck.

She fell on the floor. The chair landed straight on her chest.

Why was I not feeling any joy watching her suffer? I mean, that's what I wanted right?

Thank you for 400+ reads!  I find it funny how Amir is scared of Alizeh 😂 I will try to make my next chapters longer around 750-850 words. Most of my chapters are around 650+ words except this which is 750 words. 🤗