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pushed beyond limits
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Complete, First published May 01, 2014
"You must have forgotten, I have a gun too weakling." I smirked. 
"You don't have the guts." He swiped my leg and I fell, hitting my head on the ground. Pain shot through my head. He sat on top of me and punched me in the face. "Im not the weak one." He pinned my arms down and stood up. I swung my leg up from the ground and kicked him right in his package. 
He kneeled down, I walked over and kneed him in the face. I picked him up by the collar and moved him towards the edge of the cliff. He punched me and pushed me backwards. I tried kicking him. He grabbed my leg and twisted it causing me to twirl then hitting the ground face first. He rolled me over and stood above me. I went to swing my leg again but he kicked my leg. 
"And now Karene. You. Die." He pulled his gun out. He garbed mine from my pocket and threw it off the cliff. 
"What good am I to you dead?"
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