I stepped out, "you think I'd buy that?" Ginger laughed out loud as if her victory was assured. "To think I almost bought it though. Why did you ruin it? Sending those messages and to who, a gurlie, it figures though." She looked at me and took a pistol from one of the mercenaries behind her.
On the camera before, I only saw four which couldn't be, because almost eight men and a few women stood behind her. Armed and sharp looking.
"Is she the reason why you embarrassed me at the café I worked at?" She asked feigning shyness.
I swallowed hard, I couldn't reply.
"Look at the poor kitty," she cooed smiling "shaking in his widdle boots."
"Anyway what's in the past is in the past and it sure doesn't change the way I feel about you. But that girl though," she giggled a little.
"I'll find her and we'll have a nice long chat about my property and I don't mean this building." She stated.
So she doesn't know 001? That means sending her those messages were the worst thing I could have done. I have to warn her about Ginger.
Ginger looked me over "boy do I miss the old days," she stated with a laugh and then "you know, taking your virginity was the best thing I ever did you know next to killing that politician."
The rage I felt when I heard that almost made me tackle her only my fear was stronger, "you won't hurt her." I stated trying to act brave but failing miserably.
"That depends on what you decide," she replied handing me the gun. "shoot me," she stated using her hand to move her hair from her face and then pointing at her forehead.
The gun was a lot heavier than it looked "I, I can't," I stuttered.
"Of course you can," she stepped closer and held my hand, placing the barrel of the gun at her forehead.
Her eyes were almost ash colored and a scent I remembered well greeted me, a faint strawberry lingered in the air around her.
Suddenly she leaned in and kissed me, It was shocking at first... Her lips... And mine... Then a frenzy of nauseating feeling washed over me leaving me with the worst memory I had. When I recovered enough to try and pull away I realized that she'd bent my hand so that the gun both pointed directly to and pressed against the underside of my chin.
When she finally stopped, I could see that all that crap she'd told me about just over-doing it at school that time was exactly that... Crap.
She enjoyed every minute of it because she had planned to do it.
Or me.
What happened to her? Why did she change like this? She was never like this when we were smaller.
She turned to the mercenaries " and that, ladies and gentlemen is how you take what you want. Now if you would so kindly bring our guest."
One of the mercenaries went to the door and signaled for someone to come and soon enough another mercenary came tugging along some homeless guy.
Ginger suddenly took the gun from me and shot him twice.
Then tossed the gun on his body.
None of the people with her flinched at this or showed any sign of remorse.
As for me who'd never seen someone get shot before, almost threw up. She was evil and wasn't trying to deny it.
I need to escape, I can't stay here or else I'll end up like that guy.
"Now Jake darling," ginger stated "with your fingerprints on the gun which was just used to kill someone you are now officially a criminal like me." She laughed a little "bag him and tag him guys, he's coming with me."
The last thing I remember seeing that day was the black bag those guys placed over my head.
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