*~BANG BANG ~* { 91 Days X Reader } [HIATUS]

Day Six

     "And now we wait, little princess."
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  ~   A princess,~ 

~Royalty,~ 

   ~~ Something that I use to identify with.~

   ~ The fragile glass sculpture of the family is what others would see me as.~

    ~ A princess.~ 

     My thoughts are consumed with titles that I have been given over the years and they leave an ear ringing tone within me. I look over to fango the insane man of the hour, playing a game with me.

Well, 

                       let the game began.
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I drum my index finger on my lap as I sit on fango's overly-expensive chair. Fango stares at me with desire, interest, and a hint of frustration. I was then suddenly startled by Fango sighing loud and lower his forehead to his desk in a fast manner.

"Come on say something!?!, Anything!?!"

".........."

Fango lifts his head from his wooden desk, pulling himself up from his own chair moving his upper body off his desk and grabbing a hold of the fabric that was on my chest pulling me in closer to his face. 

"Come on call me a bastard! a pig! a no-good son of a bitch! anything!?!, isn't that what you want to do." 

I look into his cold angry eyes, my lips moving into a slight smirk.

"Now why would I want to say those awful words to you." I turned my voice in a silky tone. 

"W-What?" Fango lets go of his stronghold on me, which allowed me to get free and make myself distance from him.

"You said it yourself, I'm a princess, I don't think I should be using that tone as royalty. Fango." I said as I fix my white button shirt that was now a mess from fango's actions to it. 

"You actually have no real purpose on why I'm being forced to stay here now do you? I didn't need to be here you know, I came. here to prove a point to my brother Fango." I say as I walk to the desk and place my hands on top of the slightly cold desk top. "You see, I need action, I need a form of relaxation. Maybe we could work something out here." 

"Relaxation? what does this place look like a spa? no deal!"

"There wasn't a deal in the first place." 

"Then, why don't we make one then," Fango says as he pulls out his gun and points it to my forehead. 

I smile at his craziness, this man was more entertaining than I thought. "Fine, only leave one bullet in the gun and shot me." 

"huh~" 

"If I get shot, then I would be out of your hair and dead, but you would have to deal with Nero and the others though, If the gun doesn't shot me, then I will corporate to what you have to say or do to this point." 

"heh~ this will be fun~A game of life or death now this is something familiar to me."

"To a crazy man, I'm not surprised." 

   The room becomes a cold and silent place, Fango took out his remaining bullets, only leaving one in the chamber and rolling it a couple of times before locking it in place. 

"hehe~ This is goodbye, Little Princess," 

Fango places his finger on the trigger, I close my eyes.