I have never faced a fall in my life until I met her.
The chapter called 'Love' in my book was left blank only for her.
She's my life.
But did she feel the same way??
A tale of Love VS Evil
~ A Weapon Called Love
(23.06.18) - (10.04.19)
"Now, shoot him baby." I ordered her softly first but she didn't come out of the shock yet: that's obvious. So I stressed on my words so that she could hear me well.
"Appa?" she called me out, "Now, is there something that stops you from doing that?" I asked her raising my eyebrow.
"Your drug?" she asked in dilemma. Oh shit, I blurred out.
"Umm... that was umm. Fine, it's time for the finale though. Yes, that's my drug, the whole world knows me. And do you know what, I am popular than u think I am. This whole world is under my rule."
"Yes, I am the underground mafia king, KJ1" I said proudly in a loud voice and that shocked her even more.
"You... a drug dealer?" she asked hesitantly.
"What? Is that even the apt word to describe me? I am the god, child." I said.
I gave her the gun and made her hold it. I know she couldn't shoot well now in this state after such huge shocking news. "That's it, now shoot him." I said as I made her point towards him.
I can shoot him like nothing but I want her to do it. It's because, that would make the perfect headline tomorrow.
"The infamous business magnet, Jeon Jungkook found shot dead. The yet worst thing is that his end was decided by his very own girlfriend, sources say. Cool, nah?" I asked her.
I felt a hot tear on my neck which fell from her eyes. I love this totally now.
"Fine." She said as she got hold of the gun tightly.
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*BANG*
The sound of the gun pierced through my eyes totally, damn.
Author's note: Guys, I managed to write this chapter amidst my 10th exams. I hope you love and support me as always.
But, she shot Jungkook? I know this is truly depressing, I am sorry for this terrible end.
