"There they are."Your Name was sitting on a log, enjoying the view of all of the goats, horses and cows eating up the grass in the field.
They, refering to Your Name, were wealthy and owned many animals and a lumpsome of money, so of course they're prone to getting robbed at some point, but lucky lucky them, nothing too severe has ever happened yet.
Maybe because they arent the one to mess with!
"I see you, my dear."
"I spy...."Your Name got up from their chair and walked back inside to get something to drink, it was a pretty hot summer day, the sun was shining with no clouds visable in the blue sky.
"Where'd they go?"
But little did Your Name know, was that they were being stalked, a well known outlaw, Cherokee Bill, was watching them through the tall, green thick bushes in the far end of the field.
He's lucky enough that the cows and other animals have not spotted him.Late Night, Around 11 PM.
Your Name was sitting at their office writing a letter to their ex lover.
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Dear William.
I miss you dearly , this place feels so scary and lonely without you, the way we used to laugh on the porch and play with the cows, ride horses in the fields together, things were so much fun , but hopefully, you'll get this message sooner or later and you can come see me again.Yours Truly. Your Name .
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As Your Name stood up to go to their bed, a large slam was heard in the living room.
They stood frozen like a deer in headlights, but quickly slammed the door and placed a large wooden chair in front to hold it locked.Your Name ran to their window and slammed it shut, and placing blankets over them.
And finally, they grabbed their gun from under the bed and sat on their bed, prepared for what the hell just walked themselves into their home.
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Cherokee Bill had just broken into Your Names house.
"Where are you? I've been looking for you!"
Your Name was sitting in their room, waiting for them to bust into the room.
And that right time had appeared.The door was being banged on, so hard some of the wood had flew back and almost broke the door down.
Your Name jumped up, removed the chair from the door and swung their door open and pointed their gun at the males face.
They stood face to face with the outlaw, a slight smirk was on their face and looking down, he had a gun in hand.
"What the hell are you doing here?" Your Name asked them, a glare that could haunt someone in their nightmares was being shot.
The head of your ex lover, William, was in Cherokee Bill's hands, blood stained his face, and his eyes were gouged out.
Your Name slowly backed away from the male who kept getting closer.
"Get away from me, you sicko!"Your Name was pinned on the wall, hands above them.
"Remember that time you rejected me
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Historical Fiction【 𝐂𝐫𝐚𝐰𝐟𝐨𝐫𝐝 𝐆𝐨𝐥𝐝𝐬𝐛𝐲 𝐱 𝐍𝐨𝐧 𝐁𝐢𝐧𝐚𝐫𝐲 ! 𝐑𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫 】 A one shot book, not a fanfiction! :) 𝐁𝐨𝐨𝐤 𝐌𝐚𝐝𝐞 Feb 18, 2020