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⤟𝗵𝗮𝗿𝗹𝗮𝗻⤠ ⸻
FIVE GRUNTED, SQUARING HIS SHOULDERS UP and running forwards towards the woman. at the last moment, before she could throw the iron casted pan at his head, he jumped.
the teenager panted, stumbling as he landed on the hay, almost slipping. the barn was quiet, the suns ray beams shining through the cracks of the wood, the bullet holes making it look like stars in the sky.
Lila copied the teen, jumping after him. they stared at each other for a moment, her reeling her arm back to throw the pan again, only for him to jump away. she looked around, confused when she saw an abnormal amount of hay soaked in red. then she smirked, jumping and facing the blood.
she threw the pan, just as Five jumped, making it thump harshly against his forehead.
the groaned, his body flopping to the ground. without wasting time, the leather cladded brunette raced to him, stomping her combat boots to his throat.
his hand shot out, clawing at her shoes as his own feet fought against the floor. fighting to get her off him.
"doesn't feel so good does it?" Lila scowled.
"eat shit, and die." Five rasped out, his vocal cords being squished.
Lila yelled, adding more pressure, but at the same time loosing her grip on her other foot, letting the boy successfully throw her to the side. they both quickly got up, Five instantly getting into a fighting position while the woman stood there, her body relaxed.
"come on. what're you waiting for? let's finish this think."
"no," she whispered, sniffing as she swayed towards him, "this isn't going to be quick. you're going to suffer for what you did."
"lady, i got no idea what you're talkin' about."
"Ronnie and Anita Gill."
"mean nothing to me-"
"-nineteen ninety-three, east london. you got tied them, and you shot them in the head." Lila actively got more agitated, angry as the memories of her family rose up.
