with the click of the trigger

Reads: 149  | Likes: 0  | Shelves: 0  | Comments: 3

More Details
Status: Finished  |  Genre: Action and Adventure  |  House: Booksie Classic
this short tale from my Chapters of violence collection is about a young assassin seeking revenge on a former lover.

Submitted: March 27, 2008

A A A | A A A

Submitted: March 27, 2008

A A A

A A A


the bullet slid down her fingers from her finger tips and into the clip.she shoved the clip inside her gun cocking the barrel she sighed.yet, again here she was doing something she did so well but didn't really enjoy.she stood up from behind her cover scanning the room from a foe of any kind. she placed a finger on the trigger and took her first step into the job site.
the room was pale in color and smelled of staleness. her nosed twitched as she crossed to the side door of the room. she turned the knob until it clicked open. she tapped the door open with the barrel of her gun. she stepped quickly into the hallway gun extended in front of her she switched her view and body to each direction.still no one. where was her target? he wouldn't escape her again she promised herself.
she was certain no one would've heard her enter the house. she crept down the hallway to the south. each door caused a disruption in her progress as she had to check each one for him. not a single door had opened to her needs.
memories of days in each room flooded her mind; blinding her forgiveness. she had suffered so much throughout the house and now every pain he had ever caused her was tearing at her body. reminding her of her passion for revenge, she lost all the forgiveness and understanding she had started to feel for him.
at the end of the hall the door was a bit fancier than the rest and she paused for the fear of the grand hall caused her much distress.she wouldn't feel another ounce of pain in that room and she wouldn't let her past sorrows stop her. she unlatched the double doors and kicked them wide from their hinges. the oak slammed against the marble floor, as she burst into the room gun loaded,cocked and aimed.
there he was at the top of the stairs.her eyes locked with his as she crossed to him stepping on top of the door in her path. she wondered how he felt with a gun pointed at his head. he squared his shoulders to her as she reached a point blank range.


~are you going to shoot me?
that's what I came for.
~there's nothing in your heart that says different?
of course there is but I've hushed those voices.
~please darling you mustn't blame me for my weakness, you know I love you.


he reached out for her. she took a step back from him raising the gun to his face she looked to the ground then to the sky. when her eyes locked on his once more she checked the cock on the gun and with the sound of his death he said his last words...


~i beg of you mi'amore, i love you.


she fakes a sneeze and tensed on the trigger...


I'm sorry I'm allergic to bullshit "mi'amore"


as he felt his death enter him his expression was her greatest reward. she saw all her pain,all her tears, and all her troubles slip from his eyes as the darkness became him.

she stepped over him and down the staircase. placing her gun in the holster and zipping up her coat she took one last look at the grand hall. it was a beauty she was happy to never see again. when the brisk air hit her face as the door opened she smiled, it was finally over and she could smile once again.
with out fear or regret she open her car door and got in. taking one last look at the house on her way out the gates she whispered...
~may you rest in peace, mi'amore.


© Copyright 2017 CursedPiratePrincess. All rights reserved.

Add Your Comments:

Comments

avatar

Author
Reply

avatar

Unknown

avatar

Author
Reply

avatar

Author
Reply

More Action and Adventure Short Stories