Y/N's P.O.V
"What a nice surprise. Were you coming for this?" He says holding three files up and drops them on the desk.
"How did you know we were going to be here?" Laurent asks. I would say something but I am too in shock.
"An old friend of mine, Larry, told me." He smiles
"Larry? Are you fucking with me?" Laurent says and reaches behind his belt to grab his gun.
"What are you doing?" I ask worried that he may not be able to control his anger.
"Hush!" He turns to me.
"Just shoot him so we can grab the mo-" I started but was interrupted by Lau's hand in front of my face.
"Shh," he said to me and turned his head back to Shuan. "Answer the question."
"Just pull the fucking trigger!" I yell at Laurent
"Shut up! I do what I want!" He says still holding the gun up.
"No, your brother and I are actually working together. We have been working for months to figure out a plan to manipulate and trick you into coming here and "steal" the money from us... well, me." Shuan says emphasizing the word 'steal'.
"You're such fucking liar!" I scream and grab the gun from Laurent, aiming it at Shuan.
"Y/N!!" Lau starts to grab my arm, but its too late. By the time he pulls me away, I've closed my eyes and pulled the trigger, allowing the bullet fly out the gun into Shuan's heart, making him fall down and lie dead.
But before I knew it, I too was on the ground in pain.
"What the fuck?" I yell slowly sitting up. I feel pain in my lower abdomen and I put my hand on it and lift my hand up to my face. Blood.
"Good work Lau." I hear a voice from behind me. Larry?
"Shut up and just get the money." Lau said, looking over while bending down to be eye level with me.
"Aw poor you." He said grabbing my chin.
"Get out of my fucking face, you asshole!" I said and spit blood into his face.
He barely moved for a second before closing his eyes and taking his shirt to wipe his face. He gave me a cold-hearted slap on the face and stood up.
"You would've thought that when someone gets shot, they shut up." He says and stands back up.
"At least explain to me why, and how, you did this." I say, struggling to breath. They stayed silent for a while as they stared at each other, seeming to both be contemplating on whether to tell me or not.
"Sorry, can't tell you. Just know that you've been used." Larry says putting the remaining money in 5 duffle bags.
"Obviously," I scoffed, "Why don't you just kill me now, and get it over with?"
"Because, then, you wouldn't suffer." Laurent said laughing.
"Let's go Larry." He says and grabs the remaining bags of the money and began to leave with his brother. But not before giving me a nice push to the ground, by his foot, and a mean kick in the side. I grabbed onto my already bleeding stomach and my vision went blurry as tears escaped my eyes and the world seemed farther than before.
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