Tripped (2)

290 Words
"Brenda!" "Oh! Olive, is your sister doing fine now?" "She is. But that is not the reason I called you over." He began to scratch the back of his neck. "Uhm, will you be free on the weekends?" "Uhh, sorry, no." "Why? Not even on sunday?" "Yeah. I'm sorry, I have a meeting scheduled on both days. An orientation for the students." He looked shy so I tried offering him another day. "I'm free on Wednesday though. Are you free?" "Oh, I'll make it so that I'll be free on Wednesday. So, see you on Wednesday?" "Alright, just pick me up at my place, I'll wait for you." We said goodbye to each other, agreeing to meet on Wednesday. As I walked along the the parking lot, I noticed a group of men, harassing a single girl. Of course, as a smart person, instead of intervening, I immediately called the police. After quite some time, they heard sirens entering the closed parking lot. They immediately looked around to know who reported them. I hid in one of the fat wall in front of me. I didn't considered another person to be there as well. The person is an accomplice of the boys. He held a gun with a silencer and as soon as our eyes met, blood were spewing out of my mouth. Police sirens and noise are the things that I heard before my ears rang loudly with a single bang. So this is how my life turned out. Didn't even got the chance to hang out with Oliver. I'm sorry. I knew how he felt and I was ready to accept him as a boyfriend on our planned meet up on Wednesday. I'm sorry, Oliver. I love you.
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