Eyes That Can Kill

Day 1: The Big Mistake

I think for something different to happen in my life. Right then and there bursting through my room came a man who looked as if he was about to kill me. The man in black wore a vintage jacket, a fedora hat, and had hair that was long and the color, gray. He was tall, but stiff like a tree; the thing that scared me the most was his eyes although most of his hair and his hat were covering it, I could tell that they were eyes of a killer. I was too shocked to say anything at that time, but somehow when I looked in his eyes everything shut down my whole body and my mouth did not move at all. All I did was stare then I snapped out of it suddenly the man was right in front of my face, examining my body then looked straight into my eyes. He gave me a smirk and turned around, pulled out a cellphone and started to dial a number. I thought what should I do? I sense that man is armed with a gun inside his coat. One wrong move and I might be shot as I slowly try to move the man turned around and said "Is this the one, Vermouth?"

Vermouth? Who is that? What is he talking about? What is going to happen to me?before I could say anything a women came into the room, she was beautiful had a slender body with wavy long blonde hair. I thought she was a beauty but when our eyes met I felt a chill run down my spine the fear in my eyes gave it away. When the woman notice she gave a smirk. When I saw that smirk on her face, I knew that something really bad was going to disrupt my entire life. The beautiful woman walked up to me and said "Why do you look so scared, young girl? C'mon smile. Let me see a smile." Those words of hers seem fake, as if she was joking around.

"Vermouth. You're playing too much." said the man dressed in black.

"I know, I know. I just wanted to see the look on this girls face." Grinned vermouth.

How fake is that grin it so easy to see through that.I turn away for a moment, but as I was about to turn back I hear a murderous voice speak behind my ear"Is it easy to see through it?" I was a fool to turn around to find a gun beside my head, pointing at my forehead was a revolver. Beautiful as the lady was, she wasn't just an ordinary one, but for some reason I somehow knew that she wouldn't kill me. Unconsciously my face moved by itself and I stared into her eyes and gave her a smile. When she saw my grin she replied "Is there something funny? Do you think it is funny to have a gun at your face? Aren't you scared?"

"Why would I be scared?" I sneered.

"What?" questioned Vermouth.

"Because I know that you wouldn't shoot me." I said.