Assassin Girl
12 Want to meet
Dew drops dripped on her wounded skin scratches, the seedy deserted space and only in living alone in that dimly lit room . The room that doesn't feel so comfortable .
clack
the sound of the door squeaking rang out, a speck of light filled part of that sizable room, the clattering of footsteps continuously approaching in his direction, he could only bow quietly withstanding all the pain that no matter when all this would end .
The figure of the man who always stands upright is the same as the figure he first met during the wedding ceremony, the man throws the body of a person to the edge of a wall that feels very moist and cold due to heavy rain .
his body weakened, his breath so stuck looking up at the figure he was guarding so long this flat-faced man who was so cold .
"how Dad, have you been able to see someone next to you who has weakened like a rotten corpse" ..
Both her eyes glanced sideways, the body that no longer always stood upright, the gaze that no longer stared warmly at everyone, and the attitude of maturity like her has faded a long time running .
The torture was never over, it had been a dozen years long as bloodshed kept flowing on the floor which was extremely cold .
His hands tried to reach towards the man who could now only be bowed, his arms tied above the wall .
The footsteps rang out loud in the room that was so elongated, approaching towards the man who could only be weakly bowed .
"Perhaps, I haven't been able to point the gun at you .. You'll be the last show for me and someone you love so much and have taken care of all this time"
"but, the one who will sacrifice his life for you this time is, our own father..."
"Hahaha, fair right? You lose someone you make the most role model for and later on you will also leave or your loved ones will leave you alone in this very shabby room until you matthew and overtake him at the door of Hell"
The gun was pointed upwards, pointing towards the old man the man could only stare inwardly at his Son, a grudge that had all along blinded his second .
Dorian
The first bullet was right at the target, making his opponent dark will not be able to withstand the pain that spread on his arm that was hit by the first bullet .
the room felt so gripping, the man who had been bowed looked up expectantly at the man who had been tormenting him all this time .
"H-stop .. Dad was never guilty of any of that" she wrote expectantly .
The words he did not understand, his anger was more overflowing when remembering all the moments where the bloodshed that made him very tormented so far, loss and loss make his blind will vengeance pent up .
he gripped the gun firmly, pointing straight at the heart of his opponent, maybe this is called Nereka. They also have to feel the sadness of loss. A speck of eye doubt radiated on the sidelines of the dim room, cross memories with the figure of the old man in front of him just crossed it .
The man he considered was a good man, a father who greatly looked after the happiness of his children . Many times he shook his head trying to reassure his decision .
Dorian
"DAD!!!!" his breath was decapitated, staring at the corpse that was already helpless beside him, wanted to try to stand still useless because the condition was not possible .
"Sudge, is the food I like the most and blood is the drink I dream of so much" the cold-sounding saying, the man flipped his body and walked out .
His father's death will he fake to the whole public, let no one need know about all this .
"Repair the corpse quickly" she told her loyal Bodyguards to guard the front door of the room .
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In the family room, Monica sat on a long sofa facing a large TV, in her grip there was already a photo album whose size was not too large . slowly his hands opened the first sheet of the photo album.
The album contains photos of Damon's wedding, which is like his with the woman who is always his photo on display in every corner of the house .
A smile rose on the corner of his lips, it turned out Damon could smile widely near the woman he loved and he kept all this time .
"Where did He go like this" Monica said .
The woman opened her next sheet, her, the photos in the album still look the same showing the happiness of both people who are very happy even the big smile of Damon who had never seen Monica precisely in the album was proving damon was a warm and cheerful man.
the fingers re-open the next page, but this third page makes both eyes wide open and stare fixedly at the photo clearly displayed .
"Mommy?.." The young woman on display clearly in the photo made Monica very recognisable, but next to the woman was not her father who accompanied her take pictures but it was the father of Damon who seemed clearly displayed even their pose was so close as not an ordinary friend .
Monica was silent, the situation was silent and only left the silence that hit the big room . Many times Monica tried to stare back at the photo, not believing what she did not know all this time? ..
Monica decided to take the photo and save the album again, who knows later the photo will be useful and can answer all her questions during this time .
The woman stood up and died in that big room, heading to her big house maybe all this she had to ask her parents, she said, not that the second company does not know each other at all, then why the photo exists? ...
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"Where's Monica?"ask Damon at home . One of the maids in the house told her that Monica was in the house of her parents .
the flat expression on Damon's face only made silence there, the man decided to go back to the room and would rest tonight just let Monica go home, he said, after all women want to both keep their distance from each other .
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Damon is now done with cleaning his body, the man walks towards Monica's dresser the man sees Monica's phone left on his dresser .
Damon opens his wife's phone screen, and staring at the photo on the front wallpaper makes her laugh a little not a happy laugh but rather a humbling laugh .
"Keep waiting for it until you yourself will fall in utter disappointment "