-So-she says-I guess there's nothing more to talk about, is there?-She reaches for her gun, once again and points it to men who have been forced to sit still and to my own accidental surprise, they were not tied to their chairs.
-Hey, hey, hey!-I raise my tone when she doesn't pay attention. Finally she turns her glare on me. It's easy to guess that she's not exactly amused with my bravery.
-Let's all lay down our weapons...-Her laughter interrupts and flies through air, careleslly, childishly and freely. As if you could fly around the room with it with a gentle brush of air. All doors and windows were closed. This place was basically on a lockdown. By her attitude or even just the way she talked you could tell that she was very used to getting whatever she wanted, no matter what ot who got in the way and it wasn't hard to tell at all.
-These people are innocent!-I shout. Again. She was finding my words that barely came out of my teeth because of fear that she brought along with sparkles, rainbows and guns very amuzing. Mocking even.
-These people aren't innocent-If I haven't known what she ment to do, i'd think that I saw confusment in her eyes.-The world didn't end in a bang or a shout, you fool. But rather one scream at a time. And these men -She once again points a gun at them-played their parts in it.
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An Angel
General FictionFor when she laughed... The ground started shaking and sky roaring. Wind rose above the sky and mountains started rolling. For she was stubborn, egotistic, fierce, a bitch even, never coldhearted. Before her I didn't even know that might've been po...
