Asking for a Normal Life

Asking for a Normal Life

A Story by Cynthia

"I hope so" I said, " I don't want to mess things up."  Charlie said " So do I!" I said, smiling a bit " Yes, I knew, this time, everythign should NOT mess up, or we don't have a second chance!" Charlies said, playing with his dagger " You know what, I NEVER mess things up."

"Fine," I said " Just a sweet, warm reminder!"  Charlie chuckle " Great, so when will we attack our target?" Charlie paused for a second " You know, the longer I stay, the more you pay!'" I noded, sighing " I know, I know, but you are so talented and... well..."

Charlie waved his hand " stop that! Its killing me!"  He continued after sttopping his hand " I mean, I know I am a pro killer, but thtere's no ned to say I am pro for everytime, right?" He looked at me, which I nodded " Just stop." He added.

I said " OK, but unless you promise to stay here forever, or...." "Well," he cut me off " I WILLL stay here unless the job was done, then, whenever I go, that's not your buisness." I said " Fine, and aswering your question, we are killing, tonight."

Charlie just smiled, " Fine, I am cool with it."  I said " We will go at sunset, so we will be there at midnight, you know it's far away from here."  Chalrie said, putting back his dagger in his shoe, and lit up a cigeratte " Yes, you told me."

I said, covering my mouth and nose " Hey! What do you agree on no smoking in my room!" "Oh," Charlie said " I am soooo sorry." I gave him a cool smile " You don't sound like you are sorry, don't dare you play games on me!"

As the light became dimmer, I picked up my bag " Time to go!"  Charlie said, throwing away his cigeratte " I love night." He endded with a cruel smiled " So quiet......" I tried not to sheivered, but I failed, I quickly covered my fear " Can we just go?" Charile laughed " Yes, why not?"

I walked out of my little room, and strached my body " Oh, I hate these days, so tiring." Charlie walked past me " Better be quick if you don't want to loose!" I smiled, and jumped on the van " sure." I opened the light " So, you are driving?" "Yes," Charlie said with a smile " I got to drive today, pretending this is a warm up excersise."

I protested " Well, that means, I have the right to drive too!" Charlie said, " No you don't sweet, sit properly, and here we go!" Charlie set the car off, and it flew away from my house. We go taright towards the road, none of us were talking. We knew what we want.

 Death, the death of my enemy, my steepep mother. My step mother, who left me on the street and the one who took my dad's heart, the one who broke my mom's heart. Yes, I can kill her now, not just by my own, but with my brother, Charlie, who is a pro killer now!

I said, finally " Can we talk? I sort of... hate silent flowing in the air." Charlie smirked " Really?" "Yes," I said " I hate that."  Charlie said " Fine. No, I mean, we have arrived."

I looked out the window, and my heart speed up one hundread times faster " We are here!" I said, Charlie nodded " Yes, we are." I secretly creeped out of the black van, which I hardly see in the dark " Can we kill now?"

Charlie said " Yes, I bet that left no choice." I said " Great." We both jumped into the window without sound, since her window near the garden wan't closed. I trailed down the corridow I have gone for a milion times these years.

"Here," I whispered, pointing to a yelloow pollished door. Charlie said "Oh, great now, don't breathe, we are going in!" I said " Yes sir." I slowly opened the door, I knew my stepmom can't hear it, since she is kinda death in her age now. I shot a eye contact to Charlie, which he nodded, and gave me a encourage smile.

I flew inside the house, and bang! I shot her.I turned the lamp on, yes, she was dead. Blood spilled everywhere of the house, thankd god I worn a glove, no one can see our finger print.

Yes! I cried to myself as I dragged Charlie away, I did it!

I smiled " Charlie?" "Yes, " Charlie reply " We have done it!"

I smiled as we drove away from the house.

*One Week Later*
I don't know what changes Charlie, but he stopped killing the night after we killed our biggest enemy. I asked him, as I ate a bite of toast " Why?" Charlie said " I don't know, I want to ahve some normal life like this, since dad is coming back to town."

I smiled, yes, a normal life, what am I asking for beside this?




© 2010 Cynthia


Author's Note

Cynthia
I think it's bit of not too close to the topic......

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Good story

Posted 13 Years Ago


Good story.

Posted 13 Years Ago


Excellent story. Glad I'm not your ugly Step Monster. Ha!

Posted 13 Years Ago


I agree it seems a bit of track to me too!
it would have been better if instead of the step mother , the father would die by mistake , what do u think??
i maybe wrong.

Posted 13 Years Ago



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