Bullet To The Chest - PrologueWHEN you find out that you like someone and they almost die, you feel closer to them than never before. I know that this is true because a man that I liked almost died. When someone ask about my past I just say, "Bullet To The Chest". Nobody gets why I say it. Pain was one of them. But the rest is so hard to word. This is my story.
I WAS 18, just you normal every day teenager. I did your normal teenage thing; I was like any other teen on the street. I got a message that one Thursday. I really felt that it was a joke saying that the letter would kidnap me. The scrawled handwriting was nice written. Everything suddenly changed…. it was Saturday, March 20th. I woke up to a frightful noise at the door. I slipped on my jean and button up black satin shirt over my tank top. I looked through the blinds of the door and opened it.
"We are looking for Ms. Nemia." a man said with a boy wearing a black drench coat on.
"I'm Nemia. How may I help you?"
"Your time is up; you haven't