Just as I was about to open the car door, someone shot me.
“Argh!” I groaned and looked around. I saw a man with a gun on top of the roof.
I frowned. Someone must have sent him to me. What the hell?
I entered my car and stared at the wound. I need to get my self treated first.
I started the car and it moved. More bullets hit my car as it move
I got down from the car immediately I got to my house. I ran inside, my hand was covering my wound.
In my room, I took the first aid box and sat down on the bed. I opened the box, took some cotton wool and began dressing my wound.
I removed the bullet and looked closely at it.
Who’s after me? I asked myself.
I wrapped the arm with a bandage and threw the bullet away.
I returned the box back and sat down on the couch. I seriously need to get the person after me.
Who knows if it might be that bas***d.
I removed my phone from my trouser pocket and dialed the number.
“This number you’re trying to call is switched off” A voice spoke and I sighed.
He surely knows that I’m gonna trace him. And I will do that. I’d make sure I ki*ll him with my bare hands. Or rather, sh00t him in his skull and see him spout out blood.
I threw the phone on the couch, resting my head gently. What should I do now?
I’m feeling so lonely right now. Perhaps, I need someone to talk to. But who?
“My life is such a mess” I mumbled under my breath.
I grabbed the remote on the table and watched some movies. Still boring.
Before I knew it again, I slept off while watching.
My phone rang waking me up from my sleep, I quickly took it and picked the call. It was from mom.
“Mom? Good evening.” I said
“This isn’t your mom, Jayden.” I recognized the voice to be Kim’s.
She has a cool voice.
“Yes? What’s wrong and why are you using my mom’s phone to call me?” I arched my brow.
“Hmm…..there’s a problem.” She lowered her voice.
“What? Which problem?” I replied, keenly.
“You’re mom collapsed.” She blurted.
What?! What did she just say?