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Emma's POV

"Why hello, pretty boy. I see you're back from your little escape." The voice said and I screamed as loud as I could, "Ahhh!! There's a fucking ghost in your house! Save me!" I clutched the sides of his shirts and put my head on his chest. His posture stiffened and I could feel his breathing become fast, I have that effect on people. I could literally feel the smirk on his face, moron.


I poked my head out to see a gigantic man. He was like six feet, five inches and very buff. He looked like hulk, you just needed to paint him green.

"I see you've got yourself someone. A girlfriend I suppose. Damn boy. You've done a good job. Look at her. If i were you, I'd protect her with my life. She's a true beauty." He admitted whilst licking his lips and his eyes raking all over my body. I regret wearing this outfit. My eyes narrowed on his face and I glared at him.

This fucking dick. I will chop him into tiny fucking pieces. The boy's, whose name I still didn't know, hands encircled my waist and his head to dipped to my side and whispered, "keep your fucking mouth shut." Nodding my head, I clutched his shirt harder. Honestly, I was shit scared and wanted to run back to mommy. Well I don't have one, the irony. Even if I die today, no one will grieve for me, except for Alex though.

I hadn't noticed that the man, who seemed to be in his late 40s had pulled out a gun and was pointing a gun at us, specifically me. Oh god! I so regret this.


Suddenly, the boy also pulled out a gun from his waistband and aimed it at the man. There was a glare war going on and I wasn't invited, how sad.

"Wrong move, boy." Mr. Hulk stated and launched the bullet. I was going to die, it was final. I can see my family now. Hmm.


A/N

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