Bloody Hearts

Bloody Hearts

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23yr old "Serial" killer, Nina Touchet goes after bad guys. That's her morals. But what happens when she finds a bad guy & can't take him out? 25 yr old Killer, Dominic Washington also goes after bad guys. He was taught to not kill unless they deserve it. But what happens when he finds someone just like him? Everything unveils and unfolds. They don't have hearts so what is it that's holding them back? *** "What are you doing here?" I ask my brows furrowed as I quickly hide my knife in the back band of my pants. "What are you doing here?" He asks, repeating my question but with more emphasis on the 'you'. Could he be like me? I scan the room, half of the walls are covered in plastic and he has an open bag of weapons on a dirty table. Oh, he's definitely like me.
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"I know I should've talked to you about it but I-" I started but stopped, looking down at my feet again. I had no excuse. The only thing on my mind was graduating, I never put his feelings into perspective. "Dominic, I'm sorry. I was being selfish and only thinking of myself but baby, I promise if you give me another chance.." I trailed off, breathing heavily. "..if you give us another chance, I'll never do it again. I promise." I tried to grab his face but he roughly pulled away from me. "Don't touch me." He spoke sternly, breaking me even more. "Look.." He trailed off, looking away again. "Me and you..we're done." He spoke, finally looking down at me. "Dominic." I pleaded. "Don't say that. Please." "Na', this shit is over, T." He went on and I began to sob.

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