-The True Jill part 2-
“PLEASE!! DON’T DO THIS JILL!” Jm never felt this fear and despair in his entire life. He looked at Jill’s eyes and saw a monster standing in front of him, with the chuckle that could kill him.
“Don’t do what?” The girl looked at her with innocent eyes, as if she was clueless about the situation. “Hehehe, what are you talking about Jm?” The girl giggled, before she intended to expose her bolo examining it carefully. It was sharpened, she didn’t even start yet but JM felt it the slit feeling from his throat. This could be his last day, that what he felt.
“C-come on! We can talk about this Jill, y-you don’t have to do this.”
“Do what? What do you mean?”
“Don’t make fool of me!” Jm shouted, he lost his temper from antics of Jill. “You’re going to far”
Hope you like this chapter! ouo)
-The night before their date.- The memories of haunting past are like ghost that keeps haunting back. The shadow figures scowling around was not new sight for him. They exist to bring forth the guilt of his actions no matter how deep he tries to bury it. It was the bloodied woman, the two bully who grew afraid of him, and silhouette unknown people. They walked towards him watching him as he sleeps. The moment he opens his eyes he saw the bloodied covered figure staring cold bloodied with anguish and vengeance. “What do you want?” The question he always asked. “What we want is something you cannot give” “We exist, we are real.” However, the answer was always vague even though it’s stark obvious why they are present. “I only wish for a peaceful night. How is that hard to ask!” “Hah! Peace? How can a killer achieve it?”
The confession “Wish I could take a further step.” Jill whispered in the dead asleep Wayne who laid on top of her lap. The young man finds her proposal embarrassing but he quickly fell asleep the moment he rested on her soft thighs. People didn’t seem to bother them. They simply looked like a couple flirting in public terminal, which is common scenario. Plus, it was a busy day for a lot of people. Jill watched him pant his breath. She played with his soft hair and admire, how he was groom properly. He was in the midst of deep slumber, exhausted. That’s what she describes him. “I wish you could tell me what happen, but I’m pretty sure you won’t.” She gave him a kiss in the cheeks and giggled. “I hope you’d never notice.” She continued to watch him sleep until he wakes up after 5 hours. They both stayed in the terminal f
The date? The day hasn’t ended yet despite to what it felt like a long time of tears and emotion. The young man was exhausted the whole day, thanks to the long slumber he had, he was able to have enough energy to sat beside her. “Somehow we forgotten why we were here HAHAHAHA!” Jill laughed after she remembered the reason why they were there in the first place. “We are suppose to have a date right?” “Sorry, that’s one me.” The young man apologized with embarrassment on his face. He didn‘t want to end the day without doing something for Jill, now that he knew her feelings for him, he didn’t want their date to end just nothing. “Allow me to do something for you.” He said to her. “What is it?” she asked. She looked at him waiting for an answer. However he didn’t respond immediately.
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The kindness he thought he never had. It was mid of the day. Yet Wayne and Anastasia laid on small one-man bed. Nothing sexual, just two exhausted teenagers after a long night. The young man was fast asleep snoring loudly, the hushing breath came from his tiresome mouth. Anastasia stayed awake the whole time, heart pounds as she was closer to him than before. “You look nicer that I thought you’d be.” She uttered at the sleeping young man. She wanted to close her eyes and rest but this was a moment she didn’t wish would end. It felt surreal. Like a fairy tale story that I’ve always hated. I mean who would believe in a charming prince coming to save a girl like me living in hell? But it happened. The girl stared in his shut eyes, appreciating the boy who gave him an opportunity to be a to start a new life. He did a lo