When Fate Decided to Play its Part

CHAPTER FIFTY-EIGHT:

Bang, Bang! (2)

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Althea was relieved after knowing that there was someone who was listening to them and guiding them towards safety, also, she was glad that she have someone to tell about the fake bomb threats of these people.

She doesn't have her phone and she was running, as well as Tyler, she did not considered asking him about his phone earlier since they have no time to dial someone's number while running. But to think he was already on call, it makes things convenient for them.

"That suffice-" she said between her breathes. "Tell her that they are only-"

She caught the man on the corner of her eyes running towards them with the gun on his left hand. The gun's muzzle was lowered on the floor and it swung with his hand as he runs towards them.

He opened his mouth and Althea thought he will just shout for them to stop running again like what he did earlier, but he did not.

Althea's eyes widen when he pulled into a full stop and pointed the gun towards her direction. Her eyes we're like binoculars zooming in towards the man's fingers as he put them on the trigger then, pulled them to fire.

[Bang!]

Everything happened for a split second but it feels like eternity for Althea as her body tried to dodge the in coming bullet but she physically can't and can never will, like how the majority of humanity can't.

The lone bullet sliced through the air before colliding with her body, then digging through her flesh. It was funny how she can almost hear her flesh tearing apart.

her body; on the side of her stomach. She used her left hand to cover it and laid the

immediately knew what it

rapidly draining from her face. It was as if all of her blood were draining out from her body via the hole that was dug into her body. Large beads of sweats started to form on her forehead and slid down

the horrifying sight of her palm and dress being soaked with red liquid. Her aquamarine eyes lost its focus on the sigjt of blood and her eyelashes

split second, she can see herself inside an abandon factory, sitting on the

instead of just dirt, it was a mixture of dried blood, and a

she muffled a cry. But no matter how she tried concealing it, it still came out, although

coming and falling

hand on the floor, only for it to lightly slip because of the wet floor. Althea did not shout, nor did she cried in surprise. She

keeps on

wound on the body's waist and

hands were laying flat on the floor, unmoving. The up and down movement that indicates of breathing was not there anymore. But strangely, it's eyes were

they were

and with a trembling

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her lip as her mind begun to spin in both pain

eyes and she wanted to cry about how shitty is this night. She came across with the people she never wants to meet again, got into something that reminded her of the past she never want to visit again, got rescued by the guy she, again, doesn't want to see, and then got shot and now, another

this request of Charlotte again and again. If only she could turn back the clock, she would never

and it was as if

throbbing in pain, it robbed her energy. Her vision blurred and

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