Come At Me

06

Julian

I have NEVER been stood up in my ENTIRE life but Ryan fucking Hamilton had to be the one. Motherfucker. When Amelia walked off with Simon, I practically ran down to see if Ryan was there but no, all I saw was Arny with some lady in a pixie, talking in the restaurant.

I can't believe this. He stood ME up. Julian Richard Ellingham. Oh, that cunt is gonna get paid bad for all I care, I swear to the dear lord that I'd be his death wis-

"Uh.....ma'am? Ms.Julian?" A timid voice interrupts my inner rants and I turn to see my guard. John.

"What?" I snap. Even he was being annoying , I specifically ordered him to make sure Hamilton gets it into his head to meet me at sharp 7. This was all his fault, stupid bodyguard.

"Ryan Hamilton isn't there in the Event yet, he and his friend haven't arrived, I guess he's waiting for you." This snaps my attention to him and I come across blue eyes, filled with fear looking down at me.

"Then where is he ?" I question.

"Th-that.....we're still trying to f-find out." He stutters.

"Don't you dare waste my time John, if he doesn't show up in front of my face in the next 15 minutes, then YOU are in big trouble."

"Y-yes-s ma'am." He takes a deep breath in and walks off as I sigh. He is so...............I don't even know. He's always scared or acts like a fucking dad when I'm drunk,well at least the dad my own father couldn't be.

Anyways ,15 minutes, that's all he had.

Ryan

"Amelia,what.on.earth?" Simon was looking wide-eyed at Amelia who was entirely emotionless.

"I.....," She places her finger on the trigger and brings it more closer to his forehead, "...at times, certain fucking times, just feel like shooting anything or anyone who disturbs me. When I say disturb,I don't mean the irritating or annoying kind, but something, negative or positive, which wavers my thought process. When my thought process is disturbed, I go crazy. I lose control. It's impossible to think straight, I feel numb and high at the same time. I do unspeakable things.

"And who are these people? Everyone. Every single person I know or have come across. Every person I love and that includes you. Tiny things which provide momentary happiness or sadness make me go crazy and guess what, you also provide me those tiny things." She cocks the gun towards herself and moves back.

"Amelia! Put that gun down this instant!" Simon screams. She was leaning against the elevators. Bruce, I and Simon were facing her and the other dude, Joseph, was nowhere to be seen.

"No." She gives a cold smile. She looks at Bruce and winks and then looks at me,"Hey! I haven't forgotten your cash, don't give me that look."

"Put the gun down Ms.Amelia." I say in a monotonous voice as her smile turns into a grin.

Simon takes a step forward," Ames I have no idea what's going on, just put the bloody gun down, you can't fucking kill yourself. Don't you dare even try anyt-" She then gradually points the gun at me.

"I have one wish, to see life drain out from someone's body." As soon as I hear these words, a smirk forms on my face, startling our Ms.Amelia.

Boy, this is gonna be fun.

"Wha-what do you think you are doing?" Bruce stutters like a frickin' toddler.

Ping.

The elevator opens and Joseph, Arnold and Ann walk out in hurried steps. On seeing the grave scene here Arnold puts an arm around Simon, pulling him back as Ann's scream fills the room.