"What the f**k is going on?" Mindy's choked voice screams, and she finally lets out a shriek when she notices Samia, a loaded revolver in her trembling hands.
"Who the hell is this b***h!" Samia exclaims angrily, pointing the gun in Mindy's direction.
"She calls me a b***h, this crazy b***h, who is she, do we have an intruder, I have to call the police!" Mindy shouts again, making Samia even more excited, she puts her hands to her head, also the gun, loaded, and starts whispering a myriad of barbarities.
I sympathize with her situation, as much as I am her main target... Nevertheless, he is a sick person, I can't help but feel pity, empathy, sadness... I don't even know how to feel about it.
Samia points at Mindy, who hasn't stopped screaming. I'm still on the ground, there's nothing m
