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TWENTY_TWO

Zayn's POV:

I grabbed her jaw and squeezed it tightly until her eyes brimmed with tears and she was clutching onto my hand.

"P...lease." She tried to say but I didn't let her go.

"Why should I let you go?" I whispered into her ear. "You need to be tortured."

"Just let her go," Max blunted. "This is meaningless."

At that moment I didn't know what to do about Max's surprising mood anymore.

Max has changed. He wasn't the friend that I once knew who lived for this life. Now he has become too cool and religious. I couldn't even

talk to a girl without him getting worked up.

I slipped out my gun from my belt and pointed it at her head. "what do you say? Should I pull the trigger? " I questioned. Her shoulders slumped in defeat and her voice was cracking as she tried to speak up.

"Please... Please Zayn," she begged vehemently.

I stared at her for a while and slipped back the gun inside my pant. I was feeling generous.

"Run as fast as you can. " I sneered and she took off before I c
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