Chapter 5: Been ungrateful.

Chapter 5

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  "Take this thing out..." He said as he fell on the floor, groaning in pain, I couldn't see his face clearly, I wanted to see the person, I would report them to the police tomorrow.

  "Bullets?!" I yelled in surprise. At first, I was afraid, thinking he wanted to do something else to me. I blushed at the feeling of embarrassment.

   He turned to me "I am hurt right now, doesn't mean I can't kill you." he said, pointing his gun to my head.

Oh my gosh...Mother where are you? I prayed for my mother's soul to protect me.

 "Pick the scissors and the alcohol." His deep voice,  I picked them up with my shaky hands, trying not to drop them as I am the most clumsiest person ever.

 "How's she gonna help me dig through my flesh with those shaky hands?" He asked, sighing as he did. Before I started, he gives me a few warnings. "Listen, lady, if you don't do it well, I'll blow you up, and if you try to run, that would be worst as I would go after your family."

Family? Pish... I wish Lisa dies sooner, he would be helping me so much.

He switched on the flashlight of his phone and handed it to me, "start."

  I used the scissors to tear his shirt open, I don't know how to do this. Seeing an open wound, I got up and ran to the other side of the bush to throw up. My whole body is shaking at the sight of the gore. After the harsh memories of my mother's death, I never saw anything like this.

  Once I was done throwing up, I gathered up courage and went back to him, I noticed he was staring at me, "Never seen an open wound before?" He sneered.

 I took the cotton wool, soaking it in the alcohol, and cleaned the surface, he only flinched a little, I wonder if my movement was too hard, he cursed under his breath when the scissor touched the wrong place, "Sorry, sorry..." I bit my lips lightly, he was in pain and my mental health was getting destroyed, I had doubts that I would sleep soundly tonight.

 "What... What should I do next?"

  "Slowly take the scissors in and collect the bullet, careful not to tear me further," he whispered,  

 I gulped down a load of spit "OK... Bella, you can do this, you can do this, you can do this..." I'm on the verge of crying. I can't imagine me digging a scissor in anyone like they were beef, sure I hate Kelly, but I could have never thought of this, even for my enemies,

"Hey, are you going to take it out, or should I just kill you, as I feel it's useless asking for your assistance." He was threatening me while I thought of a way to help him out.

   "I'm trying, I'm trying..." I replied. Sweat formed on my head, rolling down my chin till it dropped on his body, I gathered all the courage in me, slowly put the sterilized scissors in his flesh. The bullet was deep inside.

  "Shit... I'm gonna die!" He yelled. He used one of his hands to grab mine. "Take it out! I could die from your torture!"

    More tears drop from my eyes as I managed to take out the bullet. "Mother!!" He yelled.

    It wasn't too big. After removing it, I wanted to run away to throw up for the second time, he turned and hugged me tightly. He was panting hard, "Let go...!" I yelled. He still hugged me tightly in his arm. His heart was beating violently.

After a while, he let go and fall back to the sheets, I think I just swallowed my vomit.

 I wiped all the blood from his shoulder and bandaged his wounds. He was stiff. He had a tattoo on his back 'Ĵαʏ∂ɛи' this should be his name.

I used my fingers to trace the letters softly, spelling each word out, "J, A, Y, D..."

 "What are you doing?" The nagging man's voice.

       "Uh-hmm... Nothing, nothing..." I said quickly. I got up to leave and realized our hands were cuffed together. When did that happen? That was fast.

"Why did you cuff both our hands?" I asked, with all nervousness, 

 "I want to sleep, what if you did a bad job and I died In my sleep? You should pay for your sins. watch around while I rest, when I get better, I'll let you go." He said.

       "See Mr, you're been ungrateful, I helped you and now you don't want to let me go, not to forget all the bed sheets you ruined with blood,  Remove the cuff, don't you have a house?" I can only hear him snore, he was gone. I checked his pocket for the keys, it wasn't there. 

 He was snoring really loud. My aunt is going to kill me, his blood was all over the sheet.

     I tapped his chest lightly and lowered my voice, he shouldn't think I Am rude and pick an offense in that.  "Pls let me go, my family must be looking for me" he was quiet. I tried to remove his scarf from his face, his large palm grabbed my wrist, twisting it, "What are you trying to do?!" 

  "Let me go or I'll use the scissors on you" I threatened. I heard his crackled laugh, he was made of mockery, "_You think you can kill me?"

    He brought out the keys from under the sheet then unlocked the cuff. "I'll see you some other time." Then he let me go.

I ran home as fast as I could, so he won't get to me. kelly was outside. 

   "Bella, where are you coming from? My mom is looking for you." Kelly's question.

  "Nothing, let's go in," I said to her. I Hope Lisa doesn't ask about the sheets? She would kill me if she thought I am lying.