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>Y-you're not talking about killing Ame, are you?
>What else would I be talking about, you fucking idiot?
>No, I'm not gonna let you do it.
>If she doesn't die, we're fucked Joe. We'll be decades in prison, you'll get raped. I heard stories.
>Gura, this is wrong, I'm scared.
>You already killed a cop, Joe. There's no turning back anymore. As long as we cross the fucking border we'll be fine, trust me.
I stop the car and we both leave it. Ame's screams can be heard very clearly.
>Gura, you fucking bitch, I'm gonna fucking kill you.
I feel terrible, I don't wanna see Ame dead. I don't wanna be involved in her murder. I open the trunk. Ame's struggling inside the bag.
>Ame, please calm down, it's me Joe. I'm gonna help you get out of that bag, alright? Just stop struggling.
>Joe? Where's Gura? What is happening?
>I convinced her that what she did was wrong, we gotta solve this like civilized people, killing each other is not gonna lead us anywhere.
>Ok, if you're here then I can stay calm.
I feel regret, I feel like trash, I'm tricking Ame and she will be dead in a few moments. I slowly open up the bag, Ame gets out of the trunk and doesn't show surprise when she sees Gura pointing a gun at her.
>So you did betray me, Joe...
>I'm sorry, Ame. My life will be ruined if I didn't...
>Does that give you the right to take my life then?
I can't even answer her question. Instead I just avert my eyes, I just don't wanna see her dying.
>Well, what are you waiting for then, you fucking bitch? Just shoot me already.
>I'm just savoring the moment before I kill you, now go on and beg me for your life.
>How about this then?
Quickly Ame goes behind my back and grabs me, she takes a knife out of her pocket and points it to my throat.
>Oh fuck! What the fuck?!
>If you shoot, I'll kill him.
Gura doesn't show any emotions, she just pulls the trigger. She was ready to kill me, but then an unexpected sound came from the gun. There were no more bullets.
>Oh shit.
Gura sounded pissed, she didn't even gave us a moment of thought and started running into the woods. I was in shambles. The woman I was supposed to marry would kill me without a second thought.
>You see now, you fucking retard? She's a psycho who was only using you. Now get the fuck up, we have to go after her otherwise she will come back to kill us when she puts her hands on a gun.
>Oh God no, just let me go away, I don't wanna be a part of this anymo--.
Before I could even finish the sentence, Ame was already running into the woods, I instinctively follow her. After some running, we reach a small town not a single soul can be seen there.
>Gura is probably hiding here somewhere.
Ame gives her analysis.
>Ame, we can't kill her, we have to call the cops or something.
>Joe, she's a psycho, she won't listen to reason. Did you know about the serial killer that lives around these parts? It was all her. She called me to her house tonight for an off collab just to ambush me, I was going to be her next victim and the same would happen to you. It's kill or be killed right now.
We start exploring the town. I reach for my pocket and grab a cigarette. It calms me down, Ame then looks back at me with a serious expression.
>What the fuck are you doing, retard? She's gonna notice the smoke, are you stupid?
As soon as she finished her sentence the sound of a gun was heard and a bullet hit my left leg.
>Oh fuck! Jesus, Oh God, this hurt--Fuck!
Ame instinctively hides behind a wall. I crawl up to her.
>Damn, she got you good, huh?
>Oh fuck, please help me Ame, help me I don't wanna die.
>Calm the fuck down, man. Just stay here, I'll try to help you as soon as I finish her off.
>No please, don't leave me alone!
But she was already gone and there I was bleeding to death. After some moments I see a figure at a distance. A small, beautiful sharkly figure.
>Damnit, Joe. I thought we could have been together, but just look at how pathetic you are right now. The least I can do now is put an end to you.
I mumble something to her.
>What? I can't hear you.
She comes closer. Close enough so I can cut her throat with the knife I had in my pocket. Or so that thought crossed my head, but when I saw those innocent and cute eyes staring at me, I remembered why I was her. It was becase she is my oshi, because I love her no matter what, this is the meaning of life. Well, at least this is the meaning of my life. As she gets closer I tell her.
>I... Love... You...
She lets out a cute laugh, gets up and points her gun towards me.
>Goodbye, Joe!
One shot to my face. The last thing I can see is her figure fading into the distance.
>Good... bye... my... oshi...
