Merchant Of Death

merchant what...?

" hello AMELIA BROWN".the creature standing in front of me looks human Jesus what am I thinking of course he's human.his tall figure overshadowed my small figure causing me to look tiny.his broad shoulder accentuated his figure,his jaw strong and sharp as a knife,his wavy blonde hair fell covering a part of his eyes,his lips pink that held a secret smile or smirk?the tight tank he wore showed his muscular body and tiny waist,his lower .....
" Earth to Amelia?" He's voice cut through the quiet room breaking me away from my thoughts or should I say ' thoughts of him' and his body structure I mean look at those ass,damn!
" Well thank you.." wait did I say that out loud?
" Yes you did...again" jeez this guy sure knows how to read minds..
" Um no I don't but you said that really loud,I mean really really really...".
" I get it okay...,now how the fuck did you get into my room"
" Tsk tsk mind your language young lady.."
" Yea what ever answer the question mister." Irritated already.
" Well to cut the whole story short,I'm here for you Amelia"
" What do you mean here for me?"
" Meaning I'm here to take you.." first the asshole doesn't have respect for my privacy and now he's fucking me up by telling me he is here to take me? Who the fuck does he think he is.
" Woah woah listen here mister tattooed asshole you are not taking me anywhere.and who the fuck are you anyway,you still haven't answered my question yet."don't blame me that I skipped the part where the guy is literally covered in tattoos he's irritating me already.
" Well I'm sorry if I'm quite... irritating" is that an accent
" Whatever just get on with it"waiting for him to continue
" I am called...the carrier,the messenger,the passenger,I am called time...I count the days of the living,king of spirits and souls....I AM CALLED TGE MERCHANT OF DEATH..." I was in awe and the fear in me felt like shitting ,apart from the change in weather and the thunder that was just heard making me jolt I swear I saw the color of his orbs change from steel grey to dark steel..who the fuck is a merchant of death.
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Okay okay I can deal with this I know I can. My eyes will really hurt me after pacing a hundred times in my room.' what, I've been counting,don't blame me.hearing what this hot weirdo just said got my head spinning with questions like.' so this dude sometime of spirit
' but what does he want with me,I mean I'm nothing special. He said he's a messenger of death ..oh don't tell me he has come to take my grandma...no no
" Look Amelia..."his deep voice cut through my thoughts
" On the day of your birthday you made a statement and that stirred a lot rucus in the spirit world..." I cut him off
" What do you mean statement"
" You can't remember?"
" I mean I said a lot of things but what did I say that will cause a fucking stir in the spirit world...I mean " already agitated I sat on my bed with my head in my hands trying to steady my breath
"....you wished you were dead Amelia" with that my head shot up I swear I heard my neck snap but who cares about pain right now..my life is on the line damn it!!
" ...who wouldn't anybody living my type of life will they were dead...and everyone wish they die at one point in time of their life right?" That was a rhetorical question so I didn't need him to answer that but I need an explanation at least...where the hell is all this going.

" Right... people say this things but...you..yours was different..you are different" fuck I'm tired if that word different

" ..I hate that word"

" You have to learn to embrace it"

" Look I don't know what you are driving at but if you are...." He cut me off with a raise of his finger.he took a deep breath, unfolded his tangled legs and uncrossed his bulgy arms.

" ... you have thirty days Amelia your time is already ticking..."

" Thirty days? For what?"

".....to live..."