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Chapter 8 - Chapter 8: PAST (Part-3)

--- Craaaashhhhh ---

As I stumbled, an ominous sound reached my ears, indicating the presence of an unknown danger that was closing in on me. With no way to escape, I realised that I had unwittingly trapped myself in a perilous situation.

"Now, you are going nowhere" spoke in an angry voice, tying me with a thick rope tightly.

As I was struggling to loosen the rope,

--- Bang ---

The sound was heard and another set of the unidentified group was located. Four people entered through the same doorway I entered; one person I recognized was among those people. I was happy beyond imagination, I almost screamed aloud 'found her' but I kept it to myself as nothing good would come to advertise to these people who were about to harm me, that I know their enemies. Anyhow, I couldn't help but grin hopelessly.

As the person who posed a threat threw me aside, the others in their group prepared to launch an attack. Stunned by the impact of being thrown to the ground, I gradually regained my senses. With determination, I struggled to get back on my feet and free myself from the rope that bound me. In the meantime, the individuals who had accompanied the lady swiftly apprehended the remaining assailants, gaining the upper hand in the chaotic encounter.

I contemplated the situation and thought to myself was I that slow, no I wasn't they were fast and felt as if they were trained professionals. The lady who seemed to be directing the events gave off an air of involvement with a criminal organisation or perhaps a secretive mafia gang.

The lady noticed me and helped me to the way outside. She asked me that what I was doing there or if I knew those people.

I told her how I reached there and how I ended up in a situation like this. After she heard everything she made a face that said 'What are you an idiot?'

"If you feel there is a danger you should just stay away, that's the least common sense even a 5-year kid would have," she said.

But I, on the other hand, couldn't comprehend a word she was saying as I was over the moon to be able to meet her again. I didn't understand my feelings and I still don't understand them. My state of mind is in the utmost confusion. I made the world upside down to find her but now when she is in front of me I don't know what to say anymore I am just happy and delighted to see her again.

[Meanwhile, the lady and her team were discussing what to do with the dead bodies]

'You weren't supposed to kill them just yet, we needed to keep them alive to get some information about their plan out of them. Now they are totally useless to us. Go find some information if they have any sort of hints or evidence left on their bodies. Find something useful that can get us some idea of what the West organisation is planning. And go and dump those bodies once you are done searching.'

'Yes' said the rest and started searching.

As I realised that she would soon be leaving once again, a sense of anxiety washed over me. I yearned for more time in her presence, wanting to engage in further conversation. The surge of emotions overwhelmed me, clouding my ability to think clearly. I pondered the situation, desperately seeking a solution. Losing this opportunity meant potentially never seeing her again, a thought I couldn't bear. Determined to prevent her departure, I contemplated what to say, and suddenly, an idea struck me.

"Wait don't go I have fallen in love with you," I said quite loudly as I was furious about how to talk to her a little more. What am I even saying she is definitely not buying this but it did make her turn back to me.

"Then you better fall out of it," she said angrily as it was clearly an annoyance to her.

"Wait no don't be like that, at least give me a chance," as desperate I was to make her stay, it was showing out.

"Now look here, do you even know what you are saying; you don't even know my name or literally anything about me. Moreover, did you just realise that you are standing at a murder scene and I was the one who gave the order to kill them? I am a murderer. Are you sure you are not misunderstanding your scared emotions with loving ones? Since they both give off the same experience of letting a shiver run down your spine."

After hearing this, I finally came down to earth and made a reality check. She was right, I was standing at a murder scene. The people who were trying to threaten me a few minutes ago were dead and the scary part is I didn't even realise it till now. I was not scared of the part where the lady expresses herself as a killer but the part where I still want to know about her and talk with her despite knowing this. More than anything I was scared of myself; how much of a thriller fan was I that I went ahead and confessed to a criminal? But no matter how excited I was, my face couldn't stop exhibiting my fear.

"If you do realise the situation you are in right now, don't be an idiot and go somewhere safer and I will ignore what you just said".

Hey, you can't just ignore my confession like that even though I don't understand my feelings right now, this is my first time experiencing emotions like these. Because till now in my life I have never got time to get out of my books. I don't know why but her saying this brings me minor pain as my chest aches. Am I going to have a heart attack? Nah, can't be after reading and seeing too much suspense and thriller I am pretty sure I have become prone to heart attacks.

I should just ask what I was curious about and leave it at that since there is nothing I can do for now, "How did you get badly injured when I found you that day?"

The lady's expression changed from strict and sceptical to relief and said "I am an assassin and that day, my team was on a mission and as it came to a closure I was already that injured, so I ordered the team to leave and report to the higher-ups about the mission's success. As soon as everyone left I fell to the ground unable to control my suffering any longer. As for the report, "the mission is completed, all the members are in perfect condition but the leader is slightly wounded, it seemed, and is going on a leave". It was normal for the assassins to leave right after the mission was completed so even the higher-ups did not raise any questions. Hence, everything was taken care of but all was left to treat my injuries and that too I was going to do but while I was unconscious you took me to your hospital and treated me. Well, thank you for that."

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