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  • Reminiscence

    Saturday, October 3, 2009

    CHAPTER 00:

    The rain dropping down harder against the window, thunder can be heard from distances.

    A body lying on the cold, wooden floor begins to move, opening one eye slowly and then the other eye.

    The place was dark but a little light came in every time lighting strike. He slowly tried to get up but his leg cannot even move an inch due to exhaustion. Both his hands were bound behind his back.

    Finally he force himself to sit up, he looked around the place.

    “How did I get here?” he wonder silently as footsteps can be heard from distance. He closed his eyes hoping to remember some details but in the end it’s all a blur.

    The door swing open slamming onto the wall, footsteps approach in front of him when he look up, the figure in front of him pulled him up by his shirt.

    Their eyes met with hatred in them.

    “What do you want?”

    “What do I want? Isn’t it obvious? And you’re a cop. How stupid can the question go?”

    “I never did anything to you and you’re taking advantage of me??”

    Before saying another word, he receives a punch in the mouth. Blood begin to slowly drop down on the floor, one droplet at a time.

    “You didn’t do anything wrong to me? Think again.”

    The figure punch the guy in the face and another, then held the guy close to him as he gave him a painful kick in the stomach letting the guy fall onto the ground.

    “Awww somebody is in pain”

    “You’re an asshole you know that. I’m bound, that’s why you got the advantage.” the guy said spitting out blood from his mouth.

    “Fine let’s make this fair” as the figure said taking out a pocket knife cutting the ropes as the guy can finally feel his hands move

    “Now that its fair, let me give you another head start” the figure said with a smirk as he lift his hand getting ready for another punch when a voice stop him,

    “Let me handle this one”

    The guy lying on the floor was still in pain as the figure pulls him off the ground forcing him to stand.

    Standing unbalance staring into his enemy eyes, he heard a click sound and felt a metal object behind his head.

    “This is my issue not yours” the figure behind him spoke up. The guy slowly turns around and faced the person behind him.

    His eyes open in shock to who was holding the gun was now toward his head.

    “Why?”

    “Because you owe me”

    “I owe you?”

    “You owe me so much and now you’re giving it back to me,” she said as the gun move closer to his forehead.

    “If I owe you, and my life can repay it back then do it” he said pulling the gun toward his heart”

    Her hands shook as she held the gun that was now pointed at his heart. The man in front of her tortured not only her heart but her soul. Everyday she wishes to kill him instantly but why is she hesitating? He was only standing there, looking at her with that eyes that gives her warmth and make her heart beat faster every time she look into it. She closed her eyes shaking away those feelings as she reopens them she looks behind the man at the other figure who stare at her intensity.

    Her eyes went back to the man in front of her, she swallowed hard as she tries her best to hold back her tears but it slowly made its way out from her eyes and rolled down her cheeks.

    Her hands tremble as she held the gun tightly in her hands. Her eyes travel to the floor hoping to avoid his eyes but she has to face this no matter what. Her eyes snap back to reality and stare into his. Tears were running down his cheeks slowly.

    "Just pull the trigger," he said to her softly, his eyes stare deeply into hers. “I made a promise to you and I broke it, broke your heart. I owe you everything I have and if that means taking my life will make you happy, then do it.” He told her softly, he move his hand slowly toward her cheek hoping to touch her for the last time but she move back one step.

    She held onto the gun tightly as it was pointing at him. Tears seem to roll down her cheek never ending; a small whimper can be heard from her lips.

    This was her chance to get revenge for what he put her through. Her only way to be free from this dark world she live in. She closed her eyes for a second, trying to figure out what she really wanted.

    “Do it, don’t hesitate” he said.

    “There is no turning back; do it now!” the figure from distance yelled.

    Her eyes snap open and her fingers closed on the trigger and pulled...

    A loud echo of a shot was fired…

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    It has been forever I wrote a fanfic I hope I did not disappoint you guys with this beginning.

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