so for the wait again!
Star's p..o.v
Did the dishes? CHECK. Did the laundry? CHECK. Take out the garbage? NOPE.
As i went down the list of chores, the wind from the opened window blew my brown curly hair into my face. A sort of chill lingered down my spine as i walked over and shut the window. It was quiet....like it usually is ever since David passed away.
I scanned the living room. Something didnt feel right.
"Must be my imagination or sometihng." the words from my pink lips came out softly. My was was still at work of course. I had chores to do, and right after, i was supposed to meet her at Damon's for dinner later. My life is like any other teenager's. Except that my life....my life is incomplete. No brother. No father. Just me and my mom.
I grabbed the thick black garbage bag and opened the door that led outside. The wind rushed as the trees swayed rapidly. It was a little chilly, but that didnt stop me from putting the garbage outside.
I quickly came back inside, trying to find my checklist. I looked up at the glass shelf directly in front of me, looking at myself for a split second, when suddenly, a figure jumped on me. It all went so fast that i didnt eve have time to react as the body trampled on my and held up a gun toward my head. I stared intently at the gun, that for whatever reason...i was going to die.
i tried screaming, but the man covered my mouth tightly. My heart raced like a beating drum, and my mind went crazy. Flashbacks of my mother came into place, as this intruder held the trigger. But then i realized, that when i die...i'll finally reunite with my brother once again, and id finally get away from this hell of a life.
"Go ahead....just kill me. My life couldnt be any worse that it is now. Just shoot." Tears quickly ran down my frazzled cheeks as i started hyperventilating. I might not have looked or sounded courageous, but deep in my heart, i was going to die for a reason. I slowly closed my eyes and my face grew whiiter. Wihout any questions and nothing else to say, i awaited the arrival of seeing my brother again.
Nick's p.o.v
I was laying on her with astonishment. Did she just say she wanted to die? Right when i was about to complete my assassination, her final words were that? She just had to say that? "Just kill her Nick!" i thought to myself as i held the trigger. My hand shook wrecklessly. I looked at her. The willingness she gave to just die with no struggle. No arguements...
Once again my hand shook rapidly as i controveresed on whether to kill her.
"Shit." the words spat right out of my mouth as i slowly got up.
Star's p.o.v
NO GUNSHOT. He didnt pull the trigger. The man just got up carefully with his black suit that covered his face. I was speechless. I didnt move a muscle. I didnt know what to do but to lie there on the floor. Was this a joke? Did he want me to die painfully? I was terriefied.
"GET.UP." The stern voice demanded. I couldnt even say anything.
"i said GET UP!" he yelled angrily. I quickly jumped up with the sound of his hard tone as he used his gun as a threat.
"WHY DO YOU WANT TO DIE?" he yelled. I tried speaking, but the words couldnt find its way out of my speechless mouth.
"ANSWER ME!" he threatened. I jumped back. I had no idea where the murderer was going with his, and i was still scared to answer him. The man growled with frustration as he looked around the room. Suddenly, he picked my up from my waist and taped my mouth shut and covered my eyes with a cloth. I tried screaming but it didnt do any good. I felt him carry me out the door.
"What do you want from me?!" i tried to yell, but all that came out was mumbling from the tape in my mouth. I heard a large van's door open and he threw me inside and closed it shut.
I was in complete darkness.
Nick's p.o.v
what the hell was i doing?
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1. thoughtsss?
OH and you guys might not care but if u do, IM WRITING A BOOK. haha. Its gonna take me a lot of patience to do it, but i really want to atleast try. :)
I already have the story idea and stuff down. The difference between writing an actual book and writing stuff on youtube is that i can really get into huge detail with the characters, and i LOVE that. So maybe in the future if u see me on tv....lmao jkk. But just thought id share this news with you guys. :)
Since when does an assassin do that?? Lol love it hehe
JonasBrothersLove8 1 year ago
@JonasBrothersLove8 he's different. lmaao.
allleeeyyyx3 1 year ago
@allleeeyyyx3 I guess so haha. I bet most assassins don't look like that either hey? Lol ;)
JonasBrothersLove8 1 year ago
@JonasBrothersLove8 hahaha. exactlyyy. <3
allleeeyyyx3 1 year ago