If youre anywhere near MY house when I get back, it might be! he threatened. Just fuck off. I dont care where, just as long as its a long way from here. He turned to the Other Woman Shall we? he asked her. Yes, lets go sort that other fucker out she laughed I reckon hell not only piss, I reckon that bastard will shit himself too, when you point the gun at him! They both laughed, and made off into the woods, back down the hill towards the other house. She picked herself up off the ground, weeping. There was blood congealing around her nose, wisps of steam still rose from her legs, and the tears from her eyes only served to streak the mud stuck to her face. The pain inside her ached, worse than any period pain shed ever experienced, her sore behind making it even more difficult to walk. Her hair clung to her head, still damp, knotted and now muddied too. The soles of her feet still hurt, and she struggled to stand on her twisted ankle. Sadly she made her way toward the road, too. His arms went limp, and the guns feel from his relaxing hands, one hitting the guard on the floor, and the other clattering against the metal decking of the bridge. He stood there, unmoving, unblinking, and nearly not breathing for what felt like an eternity, staring into those deep blue liquid pools. A smile lit up Gillian’s face and her eyes seemed to go from sparkling to glowing and she stepped closer to Max. She pressed her chest to his and stood on her tiptoes and her lips went to his ear. ‘Still not killing people?’ she whispered sensuously, her hot breath making Max fight back a wash of goose bumps. Max felt her move the gun from her right hand to her left. He could feel the guard on the floor twitch and start to squirm more. Gillian’s tongue flicked out against Max’s ear and he was unable to suppress the shiver or the goosebumps this time. She gave his earlobe a soft bite as she pulled the trigger of her pistol. Max felt the guard on the floor twitch and then lay still. ‘Was.
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