losing interest

losing interest

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"You should hold still." he mumbled he pushed me closer to his chest his finger on the trigger of the gun he pointed it over my shoulder BAM BAM. My ears were ringing and I couldn't hear anything else his hand wrapped around my wrist and he tugged me down "CRAWL! STAY DOWN!" I did as told he remained standing and continued to fire. I needed to get away from this psycho, I saw a dark alleyway a few feet from me I could crawl there and then stand and fucking book it. I began crawling to the ally and made it slipping around the corner avoiding bullets, he didn't seem to notice so I ran, I needed to find Nikki and fast. I felt something hit the back of my neck a sharp sting , I fell to my knees My vision was blurring in and out, Black shoes walked into my field of vision. "Didn't think I was paying attention did you?" I blacked out knowing nothing more.
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