Collision

𝑺𝒉𝒆 𝒘𝒐𝒓𝒆 𝒉𝒆𝒓 𝒔𝒎𝒊𝒍𝒆 𝒍𝒊𝒌𝒆 𝒂 𝒍𝒐𝒂𝒅𝒆𝒅 𝒈𝒖𝒏
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"I like to cut bullshit and skip straight to the juicy stuff", a flicker of curiosity in her gorgeous eyes. She leans in, "Tell me your deepest darkest secret", her whisper gives me goosebumps.

She is a little random, odd.

"I don't think I have one". The flicker lights out and she faces the morbidity before us. "You are no fun", she pouts. "Okay then, what is your all so mysterious past?", I almost ridicule. "You are putting me on the spot", her eyebrows furrow, "Present - I think about death a lot"

Her words take me by surprise.

"Killing someone or being killed?"
"Neither", she answers, "and both"

I am lost.

"You asked why I've brought you here", she looks at my face, "You'll thank me", a mischievous smile from ear to ear. "Why?". She ignores me, looking down at the waves as if trying to estimate something. "Why?", I repeat. She turns around, "Come find out", and in the very same moment her eyes fall close and she lets herself fly backwards off the bridge-