"You won't "
"Why?"
He thrusted the gun in my hands. It was heavey.
"Because you aren't that stupid"
"Can I know why you want me to do this", I mumbled.
He adjusted my body posture with his hand holding the gun in my hand.
"To make you protect yourself when I'm not around"
Protect me?
From what?
I was going to ask bu then Emiley words echoed through my mind.
'You were their target'
Could it be them?
"Now shoot!"
A bullet pulled off, hitting right at the target.
Poor apple.
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Author Note
I know a very very late update but don't get mad.
Just do me a favour and shoot my math and biology professors.
Then you'll be getting updates everyday, I promise.
But it is also true, I didn't get much response for the last chapter. Perhaps it was the reason I couldn't write earlier. You know the thing motivation.
I was going to publish on Sunday but again my biology professor.