My Life would suck without you

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She was helplessly kneeled on the ground, leaving him to cast a shadow over her as he stood there. She was coughing and panting, trying to take in whatever air she could.

She was suffering

Seeing that he was still standing there she looked up, glaring at the man with pure anger. He knew she was in pain but she refused to let it show. She has the chance to get up and perhaps try to fight again but she wasn't doing that. Instead she sat there still glaring.

"Go on…kill me. It's what you always wanted…one I'm out of your way you'll finally get your revenge on W.O.O.H.P."

He stared down at her wounded body. His hands were in fists, one fist with a knife. Prepared to kill her.

His enemy

One more strike would end it. He raised his arm, she never looked away from the blade. He then stopped, putting his hand down and stuffing the knife back in his trench coat. She sent him a confused expression. "Don't tell me you all of a sudden have a change of heart."

He smirked, "maybe I have."

She tried standing once more but failed to do so. "Oh I get it, you're going to keep torturing me instead of letting me out the easy way (death)"

He shook his head while sighing. "No. I'm just gonna leave."

He turned around and began walking away before hearing her gasp and feeling her grab a small portion of the back of his pants. He glanced back at her.

"Your…Your letting me go?"

"…."

"Why would you….the Tim Scam I know would never walk away with the job undone. This would be a big disappointment in the future for you."

He chucked while kneeling down to be at her level.

"The only disappointment for me would be killing you."


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