ooo. ▊ killer ⁼⌁☄︎
➝ ❪ 𝙼𝚊𝚝𝚝𝚒𝚊 𝙿𝚘𝚕𝚒𝚋𝚒𝚘 ❫
━━━━━━━━━━⚕︎☄︎ │
in which she falls in love with a cold blooded killer.
❝𝑤ℎ𝑎𝑡?- 𝑎-𝑎𝑟𝑒 𝑦𝑜𝑢 𝑗𝑒𝑎𝑙𝑜𝑢𝑠?❞
❝𝑤𝑜𝑤. 𝑀𝑎𝑡𝑡𝑖𝑎 𝑝𝑜𝑙𝑖𝑏𝑖𝑜, 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑐𝑜𝑙𝑑 𝑏𝑙𝑜𝑜𝑑𝑒𝑑 𝑘𝑖𝑙...
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- now opening the prologo to 'killer' ! -
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"what have i told you about calling me, 'mr polibio.'?" he rolls his eyes and gets up before walking over to the bed.
i chuckle a bit and shake my head. "my boss wants me to ask you a few questions. are you okay with that?" i ask.
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"hello." i spoke and it sounded like she was worried.
"elora! elora , where are you?" she asks worriedly. i scrunch my eyebrows together. "at the asylum. why?"
"oh gosh," she almost cried. "you need to get out of there! now!"
"what? why?!"
"antonio and mariano!"
"w-what about them? gia! what's wrong?"
"i found out antonio and mariano were part of a gang. they're after mattia! elora! they're going to kill mattia!" she yelled and my eyes widen.
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i whimper. i look up at him. all i could see was coldness. "stay away from him." mattia said with no emotion at all.
"what? a-are you jealous?" i ask as i begin to laugh. "wow, mattia polibio, the cold blooded killer of new jersey is jealous of me talking to a guy."
"i'm not fucking jealous." he growls and pushes me harder into the wall.
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that was the last straw. i pointed my glock 17 - the one elora liked - at his thigh and shot. i watched as the blood pooled out onto the floor and as he fell to the ground.
"you t-think you got me now, mattia?" he weakly laughed. "i'm not dead yet, and it'll be a long time until i am."
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i quickly ran over to her and rested her head on my lap. by now more tears had fallen and i couldn't be bothered to wipe them away.
