Death
Chapter 2 - Dead
I gasped as the bullet hit. He just laughed at the look on my face. "My job here is done," he said.
I managed to get enough breath to say something. "Who sent you," I croaked.
He turned round and stopped heading towards the door. "Zac."
The answer caused my breath to halt in my throat. I realised I was bleeding out badly then. I'd been bracing the pain until then but now I felt the full force. I gasped in horror. Tears slipping in floods down my cheeks. He grinned and said, "Your sis saw all this, bet she'll have to die too."
"No!" I croaked as loudly as I could.
He shook his head and said, "I guess she can live. She'll never remember this in the morning. She's well knocked out after those drugs..."
"You gave her drugs," I managed to say before breaking into heaving pants.
"Of course I did," he added with a grin. "She's knocked out."
I gasped. "Hmm, that's a good idea actually," he said to himself.
"What," my air was running out as I pressed my hand to the bleed.
"Oh, if I put drugs in your system I can make it look like attempted suicide. And you tried to overdose your lil sis too and failed. Then you shot yourself thinking she was dead... Good plan or what?"
I shook my head with disgust. "Good thing I don't care bout what you think Kay," he said and then added, "Shouldn't you be dead already?"
My hand was quivering but I kept on the pressure. I had seen it on T.V. so I thought it must do some good. He waved his gun and shot me through my hand. I screamed in pain as it went straight through my hand and the same way the other bullet had gone. He began to laugh once more. "Won't survive now," he added in a horrible voice.
I cursed him in my head. My hand fell limp to the floor. It bleeding as well. The wounds bled and bled. I was going dizzy. I could sense the end was near. Black patches crossed my vision until I could no longer see. I began to weakly cry for the pain was so strong. I heard a rustling and felt powder being poured down my throat. And a hell of a lot of it.
I tried to push him away but he just got closer. Once the powder had finished he got some more from his pocket. "Make you die quicker," he said evily.
I fell to the floor. I then felt his lips upon mine. I spluttered and tried to get away. He slapped me once he had got up. I tried to get up, still blind. But so much dizzy pain was filling me. Then all went black. No thoughts. No sight. No nothing. And the next thing I knew I was dead.














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