He came at me with a full force punch, which caught me off guard that I had no time to react. I felt something crack, and I tumbled backwards, impacting hard with the ground. I brought my fingers up to my face; something ticklish and warm was slipping down beneath my nose and running over my lips. The smell of iron overwhelmed me, and I felt more blood gush from my nose, the bridge of it shooting out pain like sparks. I looked at my fingers as I took them away, they were coated in shiny dark red.
“You broke my nose, you idiot!” I sat up on the concrete and hastily wiped the back of my hand across my face, but I somehow had only managed to smear the blood rushing from my nose even more.
He laughed and he then brought out a gun and pointed it at my head.
“Any last words, you little rat?” He growled, his thumb cocked the gun with a metallic ratcheting very slowly, as if he were savoring the moment.
“Oh go die in a hole **** head, and besides I can’t die genius! I’m unkillable!” I wiped my nose with the back of my hand again but it didn’t help much. Hopefully he could just get this over with already. People have tried to kill me too many times to count; and let me tell you something, the worst are the ones like him; the cats who like to play with the mouse before they kill it.
The routine was getting old, to be honest.
He laughed and lowered his voice. “Well honey, I know the one thing that can kill you and I think you know what that is.”
I felt like I’d been doused in freezing cold water. There was no way he could have figured it out. The blood quickly rushed from my face, and my heart began to pound hard against my ribs. “You don’t mean-?!”
“Oh but I do my dear, and now I am going to kill you….for good!” Then a shot rang out, loud, reverberating, and something I’d never see coming….