Chapter 15

His arms involuntarily unwrapped from her and went to his bleeding nose, and she used this to turn around and lay a few punches into his face. I see her bend over and get something out of her boot, and next thing I know she grabs the guy by the hair and plunges the blade in her hand into his neck. She pulls the blade out and dumps him on the floor without a second glace as he nurses the blood pouring out of his wound, his eyes slowly losing the light in them as he is clearly going to die. She turns to the other guy who was punching her, and her eyes glaze over in anger as she looks at him. Obviously she was not too happy that he had hit her. The guy dives towards her, and she moves to the right before he reaches her, kicking him in the back so he flies forward into the shelves. She backs away towards the shattered door as the guy turns and knocks the knife out of her hand. I see her eyes glance to one of the shelves, and she quickly reaches over and grabs a packet off it. She takes out the shoe laces from the packet, and as the guy dives towards her again she ducks his punch, sending one swift kick to the balls so he buckles over from the pain. My face scrunches as I realise how much that must have hurt. Not that I cared that the guy was in pain, but I had been kicked in the balls before and believe me, probably the worst pain I have ever felt in my life. She twists his head around so she is behind his crouching figure, and wraps the laces around his neck, pulling back with all her might. The guy’s hands leave his pained balls and go to his throat, attempting to pull the laces away so he could breathe. He starts to splutter and his face changes colour until after a few minutes his hands drop. The life had literally been choked out of him. I joked about strangling myself with a pair of shoelaces from boredom earlier; it’s quite ironic now actually. She lets the lace go from around his neck, and he slumps forward face first not moving. The third man she’s killed in less than 5 minutes. She isn’t even breathless. She just stands there with an expression of almost boredom on her face, wiping her hands against each other like she had just made a cake and was wiping flour away or something. My eyes bore into her, the tingling feeling in my stomach as I stare at her getting stronger. She suddenly spots Naomi still crouched in a corner crying hysterically, and I can see the look of disgust on her face. She then looks up at me, and I see her whole body freeze over. The tingles that are running through my body almost explode as I finally saw her face looking in my direction. I almost forget how to breathe as the realisation hits me. She was blonde, she was slimmer and her face looked older, obviously from the years that I have not seen her, but it was definitely her. Her chocolate brown eyes that she always used to call dull confirmed that. “Faith?” I choked out, not quite believing that I was finally saying that name to the actual woman herself. She was supposto be dead... Her face turned from shocked to cold. Her eyes hardened as she heard my voice and I saw her clench her jaw as she looked at me. I knew it was her, but as I looked at her icy expression, I almost flinched. This was not the girl I remembered, the shy girl who wanted to blend in and always had a smile on her face. This girl was confident, cold and has an expression that made you recoil from intimidation. Her eyes were no longer the warm welcoming ones I remember, that I have been remembering for the last 3 years. The eyes of the girl staring at me now were...well dead. There was no life left in them. I can understand her resentment against me due to how we left things. But the hateful stare she was giving me actually made my stomach sink. The only sounds in the room were the sobs of that Naomi chick on the floor, and neither of us lost eye contact. Then unexpectedly, I see her hand reach behind her back and pull out a gun. She points the gun in my direction, making my eyes almost pop out of my skull. I automatically cover my head with my arms as if to duck from the bullet. I shut my eyes tightly waiting in horror for her to pull the trigger. Oh god she’s going to shoot me... I hear the gun shot go off, and then a thump from behind me. I wearingly open my eyes, looking at Faith who had now lowered her arm so the gun was at her side, with my arms still covering my head. I lower my arms, and look behind me to see another man face first on the ground with a visible bullet hole going through the back of his head. I close my eyes taking a deep breath as I realised I was still alive. She had shot the guy sneaking up behind me, and not actually put a bullet in my head. I knew she must hate me, but she wouldn’t do that, it is still Faith after all... “I wouldn’t look so relieved.” Her voice broke the silence, and I looked up at her emotionless face. “I spotted him after I pulled my gun out.” I laughed slightly at her comment, and then the frosty expression on her face quickly caused my laughter to die out. I realised I had absolutely no idea if she was joking. .