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The wrong person
#WritcoStoryPrompt28
Wide, frightened eyes took in the casual gait of the man walking towards her. Cold beads of sweat broke out across her forehead. It couldn't be him, could it?
It was him! That smirk on his thin lips was too cruel to belong to someone else.
But how could it be? She had killed him years ago! His gaze was just the same as it was 6 years ago, she remembered it clearly because she had nightmares of his murder everyday. Her sole enemy who was supposed to be an ally. The person who she beat up recklessly as she thought he was the one who was assigned to shoot her. She was a big political image, who had got a new fear settled in her heart because of the death threats she was getting everyday. The shay guy had a suspicious smell to him, and his grin, that got her to believe he was the one. The one who came into her life and changed everything, to the worst. The flashback ended. She came back to the dreading scene, he was was standing right in front of her, not waiting for any conversation, probably because they were already talking with the looks on their eyes. 'You' she stuttered while he blurted 'dead, right? '. Eyes widened. Long gulp. Unable to speak. She took a few steps back, while he matched her footsteps and kept coming closer. 'Nothing to be scared of, just that I was kinda pissed that you beat me up when I saved you from dying a funny death' he grinned. 'I am sorry'she apologised in a trembling voice. But she knew that's not what he wanted to hear from his expressions. 'Do you need money? I can give you money, I have a whole lot of it, I can arrange however much you want within 30 minutes' she blabbered as her stream of consciousness kept going on and on. *shot*. He pulls her into a car and then drives off from the scene. Her heart beating as fast as the speed of the car while he looks as if he is having fun. 'I said I would arrange the money! So can you stop trying to kill me!' she screams. 'I am here to save you, lil genious! '
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Wide, frightened eyes took in the casual gait of the man walking towards her. Cold beads of sweat broke out across her forehead. It couldn't be him, could it?
It was him! That smirk on his thin lips was too cruel to belong to someone else.
But how could it be? She had killed him years ago! His gaze was just the same as it was 6 years ago, she remembered it clearly because she had nightmares of his murder everyday. Her sole enemy who was supposed to be an ally. The person who she beat up recklessly as she thought he was the one who was assigned to shoot her. She was a big political image, who had got a new fear settled in her heart because of the death threats she was getting everyday. The shay guy had a suspicious smell to him, and his grin, that got her to believe he was the one. The one who came into her life and changed everything, to the worst. The flashback ended. She came back to the dreading scene, he was was standing right in front of her, not waiting for any conversation, probably because they were already talking with the looks on their eyes. 'You' she stuttered while he blurted 'dead, right? '. Eyes widened. Long gulp. Unable to speak. She took a few steps back, while he matched her footsteps and kept coming closer. 'Nothing to be scared of, just that I was kinda pissed that you beat me up when I saved you from dying a funny death' he grinned. 'I am sorry'she apologised in a trembling voice. But she knew that's not what he wanted to hear from his expressions. 'Do you need money? I can give you money, I have a whole lot of it, I can arrange however much you want within 30 minutes' she blabbered as her stream of consciousness kept going on and on. *shot*. He pulls her into a car and then drives off from the scene. Her heart beating as fast as the speed of the car while he looks as if he is having fun. 'I said I would arrange the money! So can you stop trying to kill me!' she screams. 'I am here to save you, lil genious! '
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