Zenigata getcha into my life as a story.
In the scorching heat of the afternoon, Zenigata and I were escaping from the evil clutches of the New York Mafia. My husband who died earlier this week already planned a death for me. My husband and I were on a short walk and he explained about his gold and riches in his safe. He explained that he implanted a tiny bomb inside my heart and if my voice was detected into his safe, that was filled with treasures and gold, my death would follow. As soon as I heard that sentence my heart stopped and I was speechless. How could he?
I'm about to slip. I scream and tremble down the mountain's side. Rocks are digging into my skin, boulders tumbling down along side me.
The only voice was Zenigata, an Inspector who was dedicated to save me from the mafia.
"LAURA!!!" Zenigata hollered.
The split second I heard him boller, my heart stopped. I never experienced a cry this strong from Palmee (Jaws, husband.
I slowly lost my strength to get up and passed out, Zenigata was calling my name.
"LAURA!! NO!! DON'T DIE!!!!"
A few hours later I awoke from my meer death, I was in an old barn, abandoned and dark.
Zenigata was gazing at me seeing if I was alive. "But I thought for sure I was-" I was cut off.
"No talking, we're probably being followed. Those mafia guys could be anywhere. But don't worry, I'll protect you." Zenigata said proudly.
His last sentence really hit me. I was filled with compassion for him and wrapped my arms around him.
"It's hopeless, why don't we just give up." I said with sorrow.
Zenigata's face flushed with red, his mood changed.
"Never Laura..." he replied quietly.
I realised that I was in love with him. His arms slowly went on my waist, he held me so gentily, as if I was a princess.
"Oh... I love to hear you say my name... Say it again..." I answered, so passionately.
I closed my eyes and moved my head closer to his body. I was deeply infatuated with him, I paused and waited for a moment. Would he kiss me? My heart was racing with passion, eager to let out my feelings to his lips. "Oh, Laura..." He tenderly answered to my heart, moving closer to me.
"OW!!!" Zenigata was poked by a pitchfork with a mic attached to it.
The mic recorded the whole scene!
Zenigata hurled the pitchfork at a N.Y. mafia goon who was hidden in some hay. The goon shot back at Zenigata, and it was dodged.
The bullet shot into me. I began to lose blood, becoming weaker and weaker.
"Laura! Oh no!!" Zenigata cried with outburst.
"Come on Laura! Talk to me!! You can't give up now! Please! Laura I!
My blood was rushing down my blouse, yet my heart was beating faster. Zenigata called out to me, while I tried to stay alive. I wanted a chance to try again and say goodbye.
"Please don't die.." Zenigata sobbed with adulation.
I used the last of my strength, grabbed the back of his head, pressed my hands on his husky cheeks and released my passion to his lips.
Zenigata slowly began to lay his hands on my soft cheeks and returned his affection to mine.
We held this moment until I began to feel my last heartbeat and I whispered to him silently.
"I love-"
My last word was not finished, but he knew what that word was. My hands slowly drifted from his cheeks and my life was gone.