99-self defense

Alessia

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We were covered with blood. Our hands carried the unforgivable sin that I never thought I would commit. The world that felt safe had turned to be dark. Did I love it? Yes and no.

We were surrounded by onlookers. Those people who loved to snoop. Two police cars that had arrived were the reason people amassed around the parking lot. The illuminating lights produced by the cars created a disturbing view. The blurring sound of the siren did as much to assert how fucked we were.

At the back of the police car, Carina and I sat silently as we waited for them to drive off. Our hands were handcuffed to the back, and that was not comfortable at all, I admit.

An ambulance led the way, yes, the victim was either fighting for his life, or he was dead already.

Romeo, the wacko specimen who thought it was necessary to show up to us and attempt to hurt us. I mean, what was he even thinking, did he even have a death wish? Oh, he