Chapter: I want you to stop existing

Chapter 3: I want you to stop existing
The car stopped at a small spur of the coast that was so hidden behind trees that it could not be seen from most places. The perfect place for an illegal money handover, she found. Jonny lit another cigarette next to her and remained silent. He had explained more details to her on the drive. The guys who were due to come in a few minutes would be blacks, just arrived from Europe. They would give her and Jonny the money ... and then they had to be eliminated. She knew exactly what he meant by "eliminate" and she knew what her job was. She silently unlocked the Smith & Wesson (gun, really exists) under the seat, then slipped the gun under her shirt. Jonny did the same.
"Listen, you little freak. It's going to be uncomfortable. If you don't hit me and accidentally shoot me, you're just as dead as the other idiots, right?"It wasn't a question, it was a statement. Another nod on your part would have been superfluous. She knew that if she stabbed him in the back, he would shoot her without blinking an eye. To him she was just one of his many Workers and he kept telling her that. She had known for a long time that he hated her, because he knew she was intelligent and, if she did it skillfully, would ruin his business.
Involving such a woman in illegal activities was always risky, as it was impossible to predict what she would be capable of. But it was different with her. Jonny found out pretty quickly that her heroin addiction was so bad that she would follow him to the end of the world without hesitation, as long as he had a syringe and some cloth in his pocket.
"There they come. Woe, you're doing something wrong, you filthy ears," Jonny said, throwing the still-burning cigarette at her.Then he got out of the car and faced the three blacks who had just appeared. They had a black briefcase in their hands.
Now the time has come, he thought. The whole thing had been planned, he knew the briefcase was empty. The blacks wouldn't pay him, on the contrary, it was he who had given the blacks money.
He'd paid her to draw their guns and shoot the woman there in the passenger seat of his car. Then the four men would bury them together somewhere between the trees. The police would never find her.
The woman was now costing Jonny more than she was getting him. She didn't want any more suitors because of all her wounds and Jonny was meanwhile tired of feeding her. And that was just his way of getting rid of his employees ...
She got out of the car, shaking, the gun heavy in her belt. She had never shot a person before, this time she was forced to.Her hand closed tightly around the cold grip of the gun and she took a deep breath. She would have to shoot in a moment. And then it would all be over.

I'm not afraid of anything
I just need to know that I can breath
I don't need much of anything
But suddenly suddenly

I am small and the world is big
All around me is fast moving
Surrounded by so many things
Suddenly suddenly

How does it feel
To be different from me
Are we the same
How does it feel
To be different from me
Are we the same
How does it feel

I am young and I am free
But I get tired and I get weak
I get lost and I can't sleep
But suddenly suddenly

How does it feel
To be different from me
Are we the same
How does it feel
To be different from me
Are we the same
How does it feel

Would you comfort me hey
Would you cry with me hey

I am small and the world is big
But I'm not afraid of anything

How does it feel
To be different from me
Are we the same
How does it feelTo be different from me
Are we the same
How does it feel
To be different from me
Are we the same
How does it feel
To be different from me
Are we the same

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how does it feel, how does it feel, youre different from me, different
how does it feel, how does it feel, youre different from me, different
how does it feel, how does it feel, youre different from me