A/N: Hey guys! Again I'm sorry for the long wait!
Near the end of this chapter it gets a little wack and touches into some deep areas, just a warning! I actually shed a good 4 tears while writing a section of it but maybe that's just me getting too into it!
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*David Macae*Glancing in the rearview-mirror I notice that a car is now following us but they're still too far back to do anything. I steadily push the gas pedal down all the way, I won't let them get close enough.
Allison is frozen in her seat, her knuckles white from clutching the case so hard. She's probably thinking we'll get caught by Samuelson's little buddies and die. She just hasn't learned how good I am at what I do.
Suddenly I make a sharp turn down a side road and hit the gas as soon as the turn has proven successful. Allison immediately turns around, peering out of the back window.
I make another sharp turn.
Then another.
Then another.
Now I'm back on a main road heading towards the city, except hopefully I've lost the other vehicle.
Staring over at Allison I notice that she is kinda smiling, probably because of all the excitement that has just happened.
"How do you feel?"
She turns her head towards me, "About watching all of that? I feel... Great!"
I laugh, such an evil girl.
"Are you ready for your first kill?"
Her smile widens more than before, "You mean you think I'm ready?"
"Well... You can match me in hand to hand, you can outshoot me, you know all of the basic tips and tricks, so yes you're ready. The rest is just me watching you work and giving advice."
"Yes! I'm ready" she wastes no time in answering.
I smile to myself, why are we so positive about killing people? At least they're evil themselves.
"Who do you want to kill first? Remember I said it could be anyone"
She sits still, pondering on my question. We have just reentered the city so I pull off at a gas station and take off my license plate cover while making sure no one sees me. Then I pay for some gas in cash (just in case).
When I settle back into the car Allison finally voices her decision, "I want to kill my uncle."
"Why do you want to kill your uncle?"
I have to wonder what he did to her to make her want to kill him. As soon as the question leaves my mouth I notice her tense up. Must have been bad.
"I might tell you later"
"Okay" I leave it at that and pull out of the lot. The rest of the ride is silent until I drop her off at her friends place.
"Night, thank you"
"Goodnight" I reply in a casual voice, hoping that my calm attitude will relax her but she still seems tense.
I watch as she jogs up the the sidewalk and up the steps then pulls out her keys and slowly enters the house. I glance at the time, 11:19 P.M.
Well it's not that bad of a time to get back, plus they still believe she's training for an office type position.
As the front door shuts I pull off and head towards home. The thing still at the forefront of my mind is why does Allison want to kill her uncle? I could easily do some digging and find out stuff about him but should I? Would that be the right thing to do? Or would I be invading her privacy? I mean she did tell me that she might tell me later so maybe I should just be patient.
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Bitter Sweet
General FictionDavid Macae: "It is my plan to sculpt her as if she were a piece of pottery, except this piece of pottery will be the strongest and most feared piece of all time." Allison Weeks: "Instead of karma being the bitch that comes around, I will be her in...