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I pointed the gun at the face of the man in front of me whose thin and handsome features leered like a nutcase. He swung the duffel bag full of cash on his right shoulders and snickered at me with his challenging maniacal eyes. Some of the money slipped through the partially opened zipper. He might have stuffed it all inside in a hurry to escape and so as not to be caught by me. I left him eating his ramen when I went inside the bathroom for a quick shower.
"What? Are you gonna shoot me? Sure. Sure. Shoot me."
He challenged, taking two steps forward closer to the gun barrel aimed on his chest until it's cold tip touches the thin, floral shirt he was wearing where the first three buttons were opened to reveal his smooth and white upper chest. Tiny beads of sweat trickled down his chest making me remember the previous night we shared warmth on the same bed right next to where we are glaring at each other right now. The love marks I gave him peaked to me teasingly. It was a distraction that almost made me forget why we arrived to this point. I don't even know why we are at this mess.
"Can you shoot me after I made you crazy over me last night Yin? Did you not like it? But you said I feel so good
"Can you shoot me after I made you crazy over me last night Yin? Did you not like it? But you said I feel so good."
Fuck! He is so good in doing this to me. He just flickered his lashes and gazed up to me in full seduction mode. His swollen lips parted as he stared at mine. My throat went all dried up when he bit his lower lip.
I may feel something down my groin but I'm not that gullible. I k ow he's doing all this to distract me.
"Move!" I shouted emphasizing my displeasure. He once again chuckled a mockery for me. He's playing alright. I refused to play with him though.
"The fuck do you think you are doing with all that cash? Are you gonna abandon me?"
I heard my own voice shaking as I pressed the end of the gun deeper into his chest. I feel so confused and angry to the apparent display of betrayal of the man who not less than eight hours ago, called himself my partner in crime. Was it only one of those spree of the moment after we successfully robbed from a bank? Was it the euphoria from the alcohol? Or from some drugs maybe? Or did he...
"What do it look like to you Wong? Do I look like I'm going to go to the laundry shop to have your clothes wash?" He scoffed out a sarcasm, wiping the back of his free hand to his nose
"What do it look like to you Wong? Do I look like I'm going to go to the laundry shop to have your clothes wash?" He scoffed out a sarcasm, wiping the back of his free hand to his nose. His eyes left mine for a moment only to scan me from head to toe and back again. He did this in repeat until he was satisfied, gave me another sneer before attempting to turn around and leave. My arm holding the gun shook as I aimed it to the back of his head.
"Take another step and I will shoot you!" My heart is shaking badly like the gun in my hand. The man who calls himself War, just because he thinks of himself as someone who brings about nothing but chaos stops right in front of the door, the bag full of cash secured over his shoulder.
"This is your last warning bastard! I'm gonna fucking shoot your brains out if you touch that fucking door knob!"
His head slightly moved to his left upon my last warning. I can see the outline of his thin cheeks and pointy nose, the ones I was enjoying kissing from last night. I don't know if its the light that is tricking my eyes, but he seem to look sad rather than hostile. No. It's just the lights.
"Anan."
Oh. He called me by that name again. The name he only uses when he is in high spirits or when he's clouded with pleasure I gave in bed. Often times I am Wong to him. He uttered it in a softer tone too, which is way in contrast from his leering and sarcasm earlier.
"You....you..." I found myself unable to continue speaking.
"Hate me. Hate me as much as you can after this. I beg." He croaked which gives me the impression that he is close to crying?
"What the hell are you talking about?" I screamed back at him letting out all my frustrations and anger. We were supposed to be allies. We are suppose to be partners in crime. And we are so close in calling ourselves as lovers. But now he's turning his back on me and exchanged me for money. This betrayal is just too much to take.
War made it to slowly turn his body to face me once more. And there's the tears that I suspected, streaming down like glitters in his pretty face. All my resolutions gone in an instant.
The urge to just pull him in my arms is stronger. I totally lost all the focus. I was so confused when he raised his right hand pointing a gun at me, the tip of it has a silencer attached. My sensory moved slower than usual that all I did is blink in bewilderment. The saddest smile flashed at War's face before he aimed the gun at my chest.
"This. Hate me for this."
*Bang
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