One Last Sin #Watty's2015

Part 8

Eeek!! One Part Left!!

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"Bro! I'm going Out!!" Karim Said as he put on his beanie.

He looked good today- the small scratches on his stomach had almost dissapeared, and he'd gotten formed legs. As stupid as is sounds- but with all that running he did, really made his legs.

He laughed at how dumb that was, he was worrying about his legs.

Karim was wearing a dark red jumper, black skinny jeans and a beanie. He looked good today.

"Where are you going, Karim?" Hakeem picked up The Non-Gender Specific Kitten and stroked his/her fur.

"Just out. With Sheikh and Saif." Karim went up to the door and was about to open it, but Hakeem was looking at him weirdly.

"What? Do I have to run and kiss you or something, coz that ain't working, bro." Hakeem laughed, and like before, scared the kitten.

Karim and Hakeem both laughed and Karim took it as a chance to go.

"Come back before Isha!*"

"Alright, mum!" Karim said as he walked. He immediately regretted as soon as he said that.

No one could Replace his Mother. Or Father.

With a mood, he walked to see a familiar car. Saif's car.

Karim jogged up to it and opened the door. He saw that Sheikh was already in it.

"Man, how long do you take?" Saif asked, Annoyed. Karim chuckled and told him,

"Well, according to my calculations, I took appr-" Karim was about to carry on but he got cut off by Saif.

"Alright, maths teacher," Sheikh laughed at their dumb conversation, and began talking.

"Where we heading to?" The three boys sat in silence for a few minutes, when Karim spoke up.

"I wanna do One Last Sin," Karim had a mischievous glint in his eyes. "Let's go to the pub and check out the ladies?"

"Nah, man. I'm done with that stuff. It's a day before Ramadan as well," Sheikh carried on when Karim gave him a look. "Where the Gates of Jannah* are Opened." Sheikh said it in his Duh voice.

Will the roll of his eyes, Saif suggested that they just go and eat out, because for the next month, they can't eat... Except the part for Iftaar*. Sheikh nodded, but Karim was hesitant.

With all the things going on, he could just think of drinking, sleeping with girls, dancing naked, and many other things that were disgusting. He was used to this stuff.

He was addicted.

Nonetheless, Saif drove them to a Cafè. It was a short drive which only took him 10 minutes.

"Why isn't anyone in?" The place looked scarily dark. It was too dim. The boys told each other to get out and check, but said no as they were scared.

They saw another car upfront, and Karim suggested they talk to the person in the driver's seat, and ask if this Cafe is open or not. Only a few lights were on, but they were the street lamps. It's was eerie and very dark. Karim gulped. He didn't like dark places.

The emotion he thought was long gone, came creeping back.

Fear.

"Err... Saif, drive next to the car so we can see who it is.. He might help." Sheikh said, fear laced with his words. He kept on saying something Karim couldn't understand. He was mumbling something in Arabic, then he kept blowing himself. As in protection...? Karim had this question stuck in his brain.

A guy- hooded may I add- came out of the car. Saif's car was parked behind it, he was too scared. The boys watched in silence. Karim couldn't be seen, he was sitting in the back seats, but Sheikh and Saif were sitting where the guy could see them. Karim gulped.

This week might've been the worst week in his life. Ever.

The guy stopped by next to Saif. Saif rolled down the mirror- Karim still out of sight- and unexpectedly shot Saif. The blood ran down Saif's head, into his open eyes which were now filled with blood. It slowly rolled down to his mouth, and onto his chin. Karim fought the urge to gasp. If he did, he would be toast. Just then the Guy shot Sheikh.

Same as Saif, the blood dripped down, onto his shirt. The guy reached down for Sheikh's pocket and took out some money. It looked like a lot.

Karim was shaking terribly. It was the worst sight he'd seen.

The guy turned around, and Karim saw his features. IT'S THE SAME GUY THAT KILLED MY MUM! Karim knew he had to make a run for it. This guy must've been here ages- that's why the Cafe looked half open.

Karim silently opened the door- the door furthest away from the Guy. He looked one last time at his two best friends, and wiped his tears. He was too scared.

Out of the blue, the door made a noice when opening so Karim knew he had to run. The guy looked back and without uttering a word, he chased after Karim. This same man had chased him before. Karim looked back and saw he had a gun- pointing straight at him.

He was a creepy guy. Too creepy in fact.

Karim ran. He didn't know where he was running to, but he just ran. He ran because his life depended on it.

Most of all, he ran because he didn't want to imagine the things happening once this guy killed him.

Karim wanted to change. And change for good. He wanted to ask for forgiveness before he died. Or murdered at this moment. He didn't want to go to Hell. Heck, he didn't even want to die yet.

He felt sorry for everyone that had to feel his presence. It was unneeded.

He looked behind him and noticed that the guy had now reached up to him- but not enough. Karim ran faster and entered a Hotel. It looked unwanted, but still he went in it.

He got into the lift and pressed all the buttons- repeatedly hitting the Up button. He cried.

Just as the lift was about to close doors, the Guy stepped in.

Karim slapped his back against the lift's side. The guy pointed the gun at Karim's head.

Karim began whispering words.

       Laa ilaaha illal Lahoo Mohammadur Rasool Ullah*

      

        Ashahado An Laa ilaaha illal Laho Wahdahoo Laa Shareeka Lahoo Wa Ash Hado Anna Mohammadan Abdo Hoo Wa Rasoolohoo*

With those words, everything went black.