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Reading Minds
Daisy's POV
What have I gotten myself into ?
My first thought when I saw the man coming out of the car and pointing a gun at us.
At first I did not quite understand what's going on but when I saw this lady sitting behind me raising her hands , I knew I messed up running away from home.
Home... a place where we truly belong, a place where we yearn to go back. But here I was , running away from it. Things changed and sometimes change just won't let us live.
I stood there , parked the bike and mimicked this lady who I assume knew how to behave with people having guns. If it was me alone, I would have cried and begged at his legs for mercy.
I don't know why this girl followed the Balck car, maybe she knew the guy. Maybe she wanted to revenge on him, maybe she is a stalker. So many possibilities!
And now because of her actions, both of us were standing in the rain in front of an armed guy.
The girl who seemed to be a bit older than me, was making some faces at me , maybe she was trying to tell me something. She was pointing at something while the guy was busy on a call telling someone that he found two girls following him. She pointed towards a bag right next to my leg on the bike. I took the hint and kicked the bag towards her in one fast motion.
The guy suddenly looked at me and pointed the gun right at my head. I wanted to scream it wasn't my fault and that I was just riding a bike that wasnt mine and listening to a stranger girl telling me to follow a strange car. I had no connection with whatever this was.
In the corner of my vision, I saw the lady taking out a big machine gun from the bag I threw at her. The man followed my vision and looked behind but it was too late for him. The girl lunged at him with the gun and kicked out his gun from his hand.
I was too shocked with the series of events happening. At one moment, the man had both of us under control and the other moment this girl was kicking the life out of him on the ground and asking where her family was.
I tried moving her away from him but she seemed too determined to know. She kicked him and he was trying to defend. Then she suddenly hit his head with the machine gun and his head swinged violently. He stopped moving.
" You killed him...." I whispered.
" No, he is just unconscious" she replied not taking away her eyes from him.
" What do we do now ?" I asked looking at the man on the ground.
" We run before his men come here" she replies...
____to be continued ____
© Frozen Words
What have I gotten myself into ?
My first thought when I saw the man coming out of the car and pointing a gun at us.
At first I did not quite understand what's going on but when I saw this lady sitting behind me raising her hands , I knew I messed up running away from home.
Home... a place where we truly belong, a place where we yearn to go back. But here I was , running away from it. Things changed and sometimes change just won't let us live.
I stood there , parked the bike and mimicked this lady who I assume knew how to behave with people having guns. If it was me alone, I would have cried and begged at his legs for mercy.
I don't know why this girl followed the Balck car, maybe she knew the guy. Maybe she wanted to revenge on him, maybe she is a stalker. So many possibilities!
And now because of her actions, both of us were standing in the rain in front of an armed guy.
The girl who seemed to be a bit older than me, was making some faces at me , maybe she was trying to tell me something. She was pointing at something while the guy was busy on a call telling someone that he found two girls following him. She pointed towards a bag right next to my leg on the bike. I took the hint and kicked the bag towards her in one fast motion.
The guy suddenly looked at me and pointed the gun right at my head. I wanted to scream it wasn't my fault and that I was just riding a bike that wasnt mine and listening to a stranger girl telling me to follow a strange car. I had no connection with whatever this was.
In the corner of my vision, I saw the lady taking out a big machine gun from the bag I threw at her. The man followed my vision and looked behind but it was too late for him. The girl lunged at him with the gun and kicked out his gun from his hand.
I was too shocked with the series of events happening. At one moment, the man had both of us under control and the other moment this girl was kicking the life out of him on the ground and asking where her family was.
I tried moving her away from him but she seemed too determined to know. She kicked him and he was trying to defend. Then she suddenly hit his head with the machine gun and his head swinged violently. He stopped moving.
" You killed him...." I whispered.
" No, he is just unconscious" she replied not taking away her eyes from him.
" What do we do now ?" I asked looking at the man on the ground.
" We run before his men come here" she replies...
____to be continued ____
© Frozen Words
